Broken Brakes 9

The jab left his arm numbed. He could feel the blueish cold liquid flowing in his veins, like a flood of energy and sexual inebriation . Making him feel great !

Ele Anor threw the needle in the wastebasket and smiled at him . She stroked his back, while kissing his mouth with that deep kind of kisses he loved so much.

'O K hon !....How are you feeling ?'

Theo bit her lip and caressing her thighs, thrust himself into her warm and welcoming body.

'Feeling great ! ' He panted.

Ele moaned and let herself go with the waves of pleasure that each thrust brought to her hyper sensitive self.

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Theo looks at his image in the bathroom mirror.

What's happening to him? This urge to kill. To hurt. To destroy.

He even felt it, while making love to Ele. That uncontrollable urge to press her neck, to make her plead for breath. He's aroused even with the thought of her sensual body trembling under his merciless pressure.

And it felt so good !

God ! He's been under so much strain lately! All this 'Missions'!...Anyway!

It must be something hormonal, or stress, or... Whatever ! He fill so fit !

With a last look at his image, he takes off his slip and steps in the shower for a cold and invigorating bath.

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'So!....Everything OK ?' Sil Vester spreads his left hand in front of him, and inspects his rosy fingernails speculatively. Some more polish, maybe... He's in his garden ,having a last J.D. on the rocks.

'Everything by the book! He's taking it cool! He He ' Ele applies a bit more of green shadow to her eyes with a precise right hand, while holding the phone with the other.

'Well! Yeah! I can imagine...Spare me the details ! Ha ha ! '

'Ha ha ! OK !...He's ready for the next 'Mission' Next week we'll finish with the treatment'

'Oh ! Are you sure?...He's ready ? ,I mean'

'Of course I am ! ...You know me ! ' She looks at her eyes ,appreciating her work on them in the pocket mirror, Closes it and tossing it on the dresser, sits on a couch.

' Well then !... Wednesday at 8 PM in the airport. Sharp !'

' We'll be there, don't worry'

'Good ! See you then, darling! Ciao ! '