Doctor and The Mobster

Chapter 3

Rochelle

I was surprised when Alec started kissing me. I gasped under the mere force of his kiss. He took that as a sign to thrust his tongue into my mouth.

I pushed back and thrust my hands through his hair which was silky soft. Something I didn’t think I would remember. Alec groaned in my mouth before he pulled away. He started kissing my neck and I led us to my bed. I pushed him and he fell on the bed he had a shocked expression on his face.

"I'll lead" I said as I straddled him. He gripped my ass and I grind against his ever growing erection.

"God you taste good. Better than I remember." he said. I pulled off my top and Alec didn't waste time in groping my breasts. He pulled a n****e into his mouth. Apparently I was taking too long because the next thing that happened is I found myself on my back. Alec pulled of my bottom and thrust two fingers inside my really wet p***y. I screamed in pleasure as I came.

"Well it’s good that you're ready because I can't wait." At that he placed his c**k at my entrance. He looked into my eyes before he thrust straight in. He rode me hard even with two bullet holes and pain killers he made me come two more times before he did.

"That was amazing" I said as Alec pulled out of me making me whimper at the loss.

"Yes it was" Alec said when he pulled me into his arms.

"Now I can rest" he said which make me tense.

"Oh, my God! How are your wounds?" I asked looking at him.

"I'm fine but I need to rest" he said.

"Oh right. Sleep I'll go to the next room" I tried to move but Alec's arms tightened around me.

"Sleep" was all he said before he rolled and pinned me under him. I gave up trying to get up and fell asleep.

Alec

I woke up and felt warmth plastered half on top me. I could smell her skin and it smelled like cocoa and vanilla. I took the time to enjoy her warmth and smell and feel. Last night we f****d hard and fast. I was paying for it now, the bullet wounds were opened again.

 One thing I know is I will be coming back for more. I carefully extricated myself from her body. It was still dark out and I knew it was the best time to leave. I found my gun took my shirt even with the blood. I left through the same window after kissing Rochelle on her shoulder blade. I left her a note with my cell number.

I went straight to Mark's apartment. Mark was my right hand man and my best friend. I knocked on his window that led to the fire escape. He came and looked at me through the window.

"Paul said the South Street Latinos took you out over a turf disagreement" he said once I stepped inside.

"I bet he did" I said as I went to the bar in his kitchen and poured myself a scotch neat.

"Paul shot me" I didn't hear mark respond so I looked at him. He was watching me trying to measure how angry I am.

"No need to worry he looked in my eyes while he did it that makes me...anyways call a meeting for today."