Evening silently stepped on the roofs of the houses of Palma de Mallorca, enveloping it with soft, mysterious darkness. With every passing minute, Palma turned from a noisy resort to a quiet port town: shop signs went out, street lights lit up, girls changed from swimsuits into cocktail dresses and wandered to restaurants in the hope of finding their soul mate there. Undoubtedly, this city was the most beautiful in all of Mallorca, especially in the evening, when the darkness was not yet clear, but the twilight was already beginning to thicken. Every European fell in love with Palma at first sight, considering it his duty to visit it more than once. Palma de Mallorca was always cozy and calm, but it was here on June 29, one of the hottest summer days, that FBI agent Alex Mahone was in the worst mood. A quarrel with Felicia, the failure of a special operation that seemed to be going quite successfully, and besides, all this threatened with dismissal from work ... Someone's support was needed, but Alex understood that he had no one to rely on: everyone who was once something dear to him, he lost. Someone passed away, someone just left ... One way or another, but Mahone had no friends left. And it didn't bode well.
Alex sighed heavily as he left his room in one of Palma's hotels and went down the stairs. Spain. Mallorca... Previously, this place seemed like a paradise to him, but now the man has completely changed his idea: after the ill-fated failure that happened right here, Mallorca, or rather, Palma, became disgusting to Alex. This city, noisy during the day and unnaturally quiet at night, evoked ambivalent feelings in him: he both liked it and seemed unusual. So Alex wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, but he still had six days left on his ticket. And five whole nights. All alone...
Mahone, descending the stairs, quickly passed the hall and, coming out into the street, stopped. There were two choices: get behind the wheel of his white Audi S4 and drive wherever your eyes looked, or walk along the coast. The last option did not seem tempting to Alex: at ten in the evening, more precisely, even at twenty minutes past ten, it began to get dark, the night rightfully took over the day. And Alex, shaking his head, crossed the road and disarmed the car.
The sound of "pew-pew" pleasantly touched the ear, making Alex smile. He opened the door, got behind the wheel, lowered the window glass and started the car. She succumbed to him with half a turn, and the man, switching the gearbox to "Drive", pressed the gas, taxiing out of the "pocket".
In the resort town the roads were narrow and there were quite a lot of cars. Alex never managed to accelerate to at least fifty miles per hour, as pedestrians constantly ran across the road, which slowed down the flow of cars in which Mahone rode. This annoyed him greatly, plus in Spain they did not catch a single American radio, and Alex did not know a word of Spanish.
After the exit from the main highway, the road became free. Alex, enjoying the speed, put the gas pedal to the floor on the turn, and sharply turned the steering wheel. The car skidded, tires screeching on the pavement as it struggled around the corner, but Mahone was energized by the burst of adrenaline. Alex understood that if he had not taken "50 grams" before that, he would not have been so reckless on the road, but, having leveled the Audi, he rushed along the track again, without stopping to look at the speedometer.
Ninety miles an hour. But he, Alex Mahone, an officer of the law, should condemn those who exceed the speed limit ... But now he did not care. He, slightly squinting, flew along the track, and he did not care at all. At all. Almost. Apart from the sign: "40 m/h".
The man, cursing softly, braked. Alex did not want to have any trouble with his work colleagues. Police patrol cars were parked along the roadside, the policemen were discussing something without looking at the road. Alex, having successfully passed the "dangerous" section of the road, only wanted to push the gas into the floor again, as one circumstance immediately forbade him to do so.
On the side of the road, stretching her right hand forward and "voting" to her, stood wrapped in a bright red pareo, a young girl. Her hair was curly, black, obviously dyed, but gusts of wind made it difficult to see her face. Noticing Mahone's car, the girl walked closer to the edge of the road and shook her hand impatiently.
"Was-was not," Alex decided, braking sharply near the brunette and stopping the car on the side of the road three meters from her. The girl, tapping her heels, quickly walked over to the car and opened the front passenger door.
- Can't you drop me off at El Arenal? she asked in English in a voice hoarse with excitement.
Alex mentally thanked God for the English-speaking fellow traveler and quickly took a look at her figure as a whole. Her face was dark, but it was clearly not a natural brown, but a tan. Blue eyes, slightly puffy scarlet lips, wasp waist, long, slender legs, breasts, the large size of which even pareo did not hide ...
- Do you know the way? - he asked softly, and he himself thought: "Even if you don't know ... I'll give you a ride even to the ends of the earth."
"I know," the girl nodded confidently.
"Sit down," Alex said with a smile. The girl gave him an embarrassed smile as she sat in the front passenger seat and slammed the door shut. Alex, shuddering for some reason, stepped on the gas, taxied off the side of the road onto the highway and drove along it again.
- What's your name, beauty? - the man asked, wanting to make at least friendship with the girl.
- Laura-Marie Scherzinger... But I like it when they call me Sheri, - the girl answered with a smile, looking out the window.
- I'm Alex. It's just Alex,” Mahone said, turning into a sharp high-speed turn again.
- Just Alex, can you not drive so fast? Sheri laughed, turning her head to Alex.
- You can, Laura-Marie Scherzinger, - Alex answered with a smile, continuing in her spirit and slowing down to a hundred kilometers per hour. - By the way, Sheri, where exactly to take you? El Arenal is a small city, but there are a lot of places for a good time in it ...
Scherzinger's face instantly turned dark, lowering her head and fiddling with the edge of the pareo with two fingers.
"I don't care," she answered quietly. - I want to spend the night in some hotel by the sea, and leave Mallorca tomorrow. I'm in... trouble here, I got fired from my job," she explained with a sigh.
Alex frowned.
- Who did you work?
"Doesn't matter," she sighed. - The thing is, besides, it's my birthday today.
"Bad luck," Mahone nodded sympathetically. - How much did you hit?
"Twenty," the girl stared out the window again. - I've been in trouble since I was fifteen. At this age, I left home, spent several nights at the station ... Then I became ... a kept woman, - Sheri said the last word barely audibly. - After that, I myself ran away ... Because I was, roughly speaking, a slave ... At eighteen I left my native city here, in Mallorca, in the town of Lukmayor. She rented a room in a hostel, then she got a job. And so, yesterday I screwed up ... they calculated me ... and that's it. I can’t keep the room anymore, but I need to spend the night somewhere ... And then I’ll fly away to Miami. Home ... - dreamily stretched Sheri. I hope they will take me back.
Alex nodded knowingly, not knowing what to say. He did not know how to support, and there was no need to feel sorry for the girl.
- Alex, what do you have? I see that something happened, - Sheri turned her head to Alex and squinted slightly. - Spread it out.
Well, since he, Alex, wants the girl to spend the rest of the evening with him, then you really need to go out with her for a frank conversation. Type of confession. And Alex needed it.
- I've been working in Chicago for the FBI since I was twenty-eight, - Alex began, slowing down at the exit from the highway, seeing the sign "El Arenal 5.8 km". - After working there for ten years and becoming an agent, I lost all my friends. I do not have a single person who could support me, help me in any way - both morally and financially. But I didn't care. I had a job, I had money. Big money. I killed people without a twinge of conscience, simply removed them from my path, without thinking whether their help would be useful to me or not. Over time, I began to notice that I was no longer respected. They began to send me to the most difficult and sometimes life-threatening tasks ... As if I meant nothing to them. Like there are millions like me all over the world. My work colleague Felicia, who used to be my only support, quarreled with me today because of some nonsense, I don’t even remember what it was. And we quarreled with her on a grand scale ... Besides, here, in Mallorca, we failed a special operation to intercept one very dangerous group that trades in mass genocide ...
- Genocide?! God, what a horror! Sheri exclaimed, and immediately covered her mouth with her hand. Alex shouldn't have been interrupted. - Sorry... Continue.
- Nothing - Mahone nodded, turning to the arrow "El Arenal 2.6". - Well, in the end ... I consider it fired, another person was appointed to my post in this special operation. And it is not difficult for you to understand my condition now. It's practically the same as yours.
For about a minute, the girl was silent, comprehending what she had heard. Alex meanwhile had already stopped at El Arenal and slowly drove along the road along the hotels.
- We need to stick together. - unexpectedly for Alex said Sheri, looking out the window. - I could support you, because I really understand you very much. We are like kindred spirits. We shouldn't run away, Alex," she concluded softly.
Mahone slowly nodded, trying not to show the inner joy caused by Sheri's words. Don't run away, stick together! It's a one in a million chance...
- Sheri, let's rent a hotel room? Alex suddenly suggested. - With a sea view, for that matter.
- Let's! A smirk spread across Sheri's face. - Look, there's a sign over there... a hotel... "San Diego". You can spend the night there,” she said calmly, not embarrassed by her thoughts.
- I don't mind, - Alex replied with a smile, mentally thanking God for such happiness that fell to his lot. Just some kind of angel. - By the way, Sheri, why is it suddenly so frank in a conversation on your part?
"I want you," Sheri replied simply and calmly, and without letting Mahone come to her senses, she added a little softer: "Alex, to be honest, I really like you." Very much,” she said frankly. Alex in character, he was very similar to her, and besides, she really liked him outwardly. Alex's elastic black T-shirt completely fitted his figure to the waist, and under it the play of muscles on his chest, shoulders, even on the press was clearly visible ... Below, he had trousers, just as tight, but the girl couldn’t see the boots worked out. But his figure... Sheri bit her lip, so she wanted to...
- Mutually, - the man smiled. - If you're not kidding.
- I don't joke with such things, Alex.
“I'm eighteen years older than you,” Mahone grinned, parking the car at the hotel chosen by the girl.
- But you're experienced, - Sheri immediately retorted with a smile.
- In every sense, - Alex nodded, no longer embarrassed and understanding what Scherzinger was getting at. - Laura Marie, we've arrived. Are we leaving?
- You ask, - the girl smiled.
They got out of the car and Alex set the alarm on it. "Audi", flashing its headlights twice, automatically folded the side mirrors, and Mahone, making sure of this, took Sheri by the hand and entered the hotel with her.
- At the reception, - prompted the girl. - If anything, I'm engaged to you. If there are any misunderstandings, - Sheri immediately clarified, noticing Alex's surprised look.
- OK. Agreed, he smiled.
Luckily, there were no misunderstandings. A man in his fifties, asking them for their passports and checking the photos in them with real "images", immediately handed them a key with the number "604" and explained in clear English that the room was on the twenty-sixth floor. Alex and Sheri took the passports, thanked the man and, going to the hotel elevator, called him.
- Thank God, everything went as well as possible. Otherwise, they might not have missed it, - Sheri giggled.
- Come on ... Everything is fine, - Alex smiled.
Literally a second later, the elevator doors opened, Alex and Sheri, holding hands, went into it, and the man pressed the button for the twenty-sixth floor. The elevator doors closed slowly, and he dragged himself up.
“Stuffy,” Sheri said. - Can I take off my pareo?
- Do not ask, do what you want, - Alex replied with a smile.
- You can not turn away, I'm not shy, - Laura-Marie grinned and threw the pareo on the floor, leaning back against the wall of the elevator. Alex caught his breath for a moment when he noticed that the girl under the pareo was wearing only a plain blue bikini swimsuit.
- Are you from the sea? he asked, taking a step towards her.
“Yes, I swam,” the girl nodded. - Alex, if you want, we can kiss. I see what you want.
Alex smiled.
- I want, I want ... Just let's do this first ...
Alex pressed the "STOP" button and immediately noticed how Sheri's eyes flashed. It was really stuffy in the elevator, but he wasn't afraid to suffocate. Here is a kiss. Everything else in the room...
Mahone put both hands on her waist and pulled Sheri tightly to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, opened her mouth, took in more air ... And, closing her eyes, she felt how, from the contact of her lips with Alex, electric currents run through her body. Alex, sliding his palms along her back, kissed Sheri, closing his eyes and realizing that this was the beginning of the end ... That he would not be able to stop. Yes, she does too...
Sheri groaned and took half a step away from Alex, but quickly made up for it by jumping on top of him and throwing both legs around his waist. Alex took a step forward, pressing the girl back against the wall of the elevator and kissing her all the time. Sheri on the rise was light as a feather, he already liked that. I liked to caress her supple beautiful body, I liked kissing her ... Alex, feeling that he could no longer restrain himself, slid his lips along her neck, going down her bare shoulder and moving kisses down and down to her chest. Sheri groaned aloud, throwing her head back.
- Alex, not here... Let's go to the room... please... - she whispered.
Alex pulled away from her with a nod and pressed STOP again. The elevator swayed to the twenty-sixth floor, slowly carrying people who were going crazy with pleasure. Sheri, clinging tightly to Alex so that he could breathe just below her ear, parted her lips and lightly licked his neck. Alex held his breath, feeling how somewhere in the lower abdomen begins to languish pleasantly...
- More? Sheri whispered in his ear.
- More... - Alex answered quietly.
The girl, ruffling Alex's hair on his head, already with great fervor clung to his neck with a hickey, apparently trying to leave red marks there, as usually happens after this kind of pleasure. Alex, groaning in his voice, decided not to remain in debt and with a careful, gentle kiss just below her ear brought the girl to ecstasy. She also groaned and, realizing that the situation was heating up, she whispered:
- Alex, let's go to the room... I beg you...
- Come on, Sheri...
Another long, passionate, hot kiss that lasted until the elevator doors opened. There was no one in the corridor, and Alex, still carrying Sheri in his arms, quickly walked down the corridor.
- Six hundred and fourth? - he whispered just below her ear, stopping in front of the door of the room.
“Yes…” she answered in a barely audible voice.
Alex, opening the door with a key, quickly went into the room and turned on the light. Sheri slid off the man and finally got to her feet, also examining the number they had inherited.
Narrow hallway, to the left is the door to the bathroom. In the sleeping part of the room on the left there are two beds and a sofa, above the beds there are two included nightlights, creating a pleasant twilight. Opposite the beds, to the right of the hallway, there is a small table and a long mirror. The windows are high and wide, almost the entire height of the wall, hung with orange curtains. There was no chandelier on the ceiling, but this only fueled the ardor of Alex and Sheri.
- Come on, come on ... - she whispered, looking into his eyes.
Alex, nodding, picked up Sheri in his arms and, bringing her into the room, laid her on the bed. The girl arched her back, closing her eyes and stretching, stretching her muscles for later pleasure. Alex, almost completely exposing his body, took off his T-shirt and jeans, unceremoniously throwing them on the floor, and looked at the languishing Sheri.
- Are you ready? he asked quietly.
“Yes,” she said, literally devouring his body with her eyes. She wanted him, she wanted him as she had never wanted anyone before ... This had never happened to her before.
Alex lay down next to Sheri, leaned a little over her from above and again merged with the girl in a kiss. Moaning and kissing with him, she ran her hand over his body from the bottom up, feeling his press tense at the slightest touch ... Mahone, realizing that everything was possible in the room, once again kissed her on the right side of the neck and began to kiss down below. The girl groaned and threw her head and arms back. She was again overwhelmed by a state of wild ecstasy when Alex untied her bra and, exposing her breasts, began to kiss and lick her ... He did it so skillfully, and Sheri was so pleased that she forgot about everything in the world. There were only two of them left: her and Alex, who after about a minute continued to kiss down her body with kisses. He ran his tongue along the hollow of her waist, which made Sheri moan even harder, slowly pulled off Laura-Marie's panties and inhaled her scent ... the scent of an excited, wanting woman. He carefully touched her pussy with his tongue, starting to slowly lick her, causing Sheri to let out a sharp and very loud moan of pleasure.
- Alex, please don't stop... ahhh, my God, how nice... mmm...
She flexed under his touch like a cat, without ceasing to moan. Alex inserted his index finger into her pussy and began to move it in her, and Scherzinger's tongue began to caress the clitoris. All this excited him no less than her, he felt how narrow it was in his shorts ... And Sheri, experiencing unreal pleasure, clung to the pillow with her fingers at the risk of tearing the pillowcase and simply did not know where to put herself. She twitched, arched, moaned at the slightest movement of Alex, feeling that she was about to overtake an orgasm. And yet they didn’t want to, because they have a whole night ahead of them ...
Alex leaned close to her clitoris, still moving his finger in her pussy, pulled the clitoris with his lips, let go, then pulled it back, let it go again ... Sheri's heart began to pound furiously, she, no longer able to restrain herself, screamed sharply, covering her eyes , clutching the pillow with his fingers and arching in pleasure.
Alex, feeling that now he could finish himself, slowly licked her for the last time, pulled away from Laura and kissed her gently on the lips. Even after the kiss, there was still the salty-tart taste of lube on his lips, and Sheri groaned and pulled away from him, licking the lube from his lips.
"Now I... Relax," she whispered, hugging Alex and kissing him again. Alex lay on his back, heeding Sheri's advice to relax, and let go of her lips, thereby showing his readiness.
Sheri began kissing him slowly down his body, moving one hand along his abs, and the other rubbing his balls through his underpants. Alex groaned softly, throwing his head back and running his fingers through her hair, tousling it. Laura-Marie, having reached the end of his torso, pulled off Mahone's underpants, immediately exposing his already standing cock.
- Come on, Sheri... - Alex whispered.
Sheri took his cock at the base with her right hand and ran her tongue along its length. Slightly teasing him, she gently clasped her head with her lips and began to suck, lick it, and with her left hand began to massage his balls. Alex, opening his mouth, was breathing heavily, going through Sheri's hair on his head. When she once again licked the very tip of the head of his cock - the place is extremely sensitive - he could not restrain himself, and a quiet moan of genuine pleasure escaped from his mouth.
- Sheri, - he whispered, - Sheri, my angel...
Sheri, realizing that she was doing everything right, continued to suck and masturbate his penis, but she began to do the first with more passion, swallowing it deeper. She just now really began to realize that she wanted Alex, and she had him ... The girl, intensively sucking his dick, moaned, penetrating her pussy with the finger of her left hand, which aroused Alex even more, and felt that his dick was tensing, before finishing. In principle, Sheri was not opposed, but Alex, taking his hands out of her hair, clenched his fingers into fists with all his might and threw his head back.
- Laura... that's enough... that's enough... - he whispered, moaning, and feeling that there were only a few seconds left before orgasm, and he wanted to "stretch the pleasure" for the night.
Sheri, heeding his advice, finally licked his cock again from the base to the head and, rising, sat Alex on the press, lowering her knees bent along his body and kissing him on the lips. Alex, answering her with a kiss, again, not without pleasure, noted that Sheri was as light as a feather.
Sheri slowly and carefully got up from his stomach and she herself was planted on his cock to about half. At the same time, both Alex and she let out a quiet, light moan of pleasure. Sheri got up slightly, then relaxed her legs again, then got up again, then relaxed again, either sitting on Alex's cock, or, on the contrary, practically getting up from him. Alex, opening his mouth and breathing heavily, put both hands on her waist and began to set the pace of her movements himself, entering her almost "to the very balls." It was simply unrealistically pleasant, pleasant for both of them: Alex was aware that he was IN HER, and Sheri was aware that she was ON HIM. The man, without ceasing to moan, moved his pelvis, gradually accelerating the pace, and the girl, realizing that he was experiencing simply heavenly pleasure, decided to arrange the same for herself. With her left hand, she began to knead her chest, and with the index and middle fingers of her right, she began to massage the clitoris. A pleasant languor immediately ran through her, relaxing her, and she moaned, throwing her head back and closing her eyes.
They groaned softly at the same time. Alex had already forgotten what this process is, and Sheri only experienced it on herself the only time, and even then in a harsh, rude form, which could even be called rape. And now ... now everything was gentle, neat, no frills. They enjoyed it, and did not hide the pleasure that awakened in them with every movement.
- How good, Sheri, - Alex whispered, - thank you for this ...
Sheri nodded silently, running her left hand through her hair. Pleasant, unrealistically pleasant! Alex evenly quickly moved in it, which is why the girl’s legs did not get tired at all. She, bending over Alex, clasped his neck with both hands and, without ceasing to move at the pace set by the man, gently kissed him on the lips. Mahone, removing his hands from her waist, put them on her chest and began to slowly massage her, kissing Sheri. This gave them both double pleasure: from the process itself and from the excitement "manually". Alex, each time looking at her breasts, at the naked figure as a whole, felt a small shiver of pleasure pass through his body...
- You are my angel, - he whispered, looking the girl in the eyes, - my angel.
Sheri softly whispered "Mutually", took a deep breath, clung to his half-open lips, and again began to kiss him. He, clasping her neck with both hands, pulled Sheri tightly to him, penetrating her mouth with his tongue. The girl immediately gave in to him, parting her lips, and did the same. Alex was in her, and she simply could not control her body - small, very pleasant convulsions seized her every ten to fifteen seconds, leaving behind a relaxing, pleasant languor. Sheri, tearing herself away from his lips, began to breathe heavily, slowing down the rhythm of her movements.
- Tired? the man asked softly, looking into her eyes again.
"A little," Sheri admitted reluctantly.
“Let me be on top,” Alex suggested, lightly running the fingers of his right hand along her waist. The girl shuddered in pleasure at the touch.
- Come on, - she answered in a whisper, kissing Alex on the lips.
Sheri climbed off him and, with a relieved groan, lay on her back, spreading her legs wide. It really was easier that way.
Alex lay down on top of her, leaning on his arms bent at the elbows, and slowly entered the member into the girl. She closed her eyes and groaned, opening her mouth. Mahone began to move faster, moaning loudly himself and massaging Sheri's breasts with one hand. Sheri, shuddering and moaning sharply in her voice from the sudden surge of pleasure, hugged Alex tightly for a moment, but, immediately feeling relaxed, scratched his back with both hands. Mahone was warmed up by this, and he, having entered Sheri to the full length of the cock, sucked on her neck with a passionate, hot kiss. The girl, groaning loudly again, hugged Alex by the shoulders, pulling him to her. He kept moving and didn't resist.
"Cum inside me," she whispered hotly, "come...
Alex, releasing her neck, immediately kissed Sheri firmly on the lips. They spent several minutes in ecstasy. Alex, massaging her breasts and not ceasing to move, sucked and licked her nipples, which made her moan, scream with pleasure ... Alex himself received unreal pleasure from this process, and hearing Sheri's moans, he was even more excited. The girl, moaning and still slowly massaging her clitoris, arched in pleasure, closing her eyes and clutching the pillow with her fingers. After a long enough time of such pleasure, which seemed to Cheri a moment, she, throwing both legs on his hips, again scratched his back with a sharp moan, feeling that she could no longer hold back. Mahone pulled away from her and panting heavily, closed his eyes, realizing that there was just a little bit ... Not much.
A sharp, unrealistically pleasant wave of orgasm covered them at the same time. Sheri felt a burning, hot liquid penetrate her, how her body convulsed with pleasure... She moaned loudly, hugging Alex, who, also moaning with pleasure, sucked on her neck. It was clearly the best day of their lives.
"Happy birthday, baby..." Alex whispered in her ear, slowing down.
- Thank you... - she said softly, feeling a wave of pleasant weakness that covered her, which made it impossible for Sheri to move sharply. - I swear, Alex, Spain has never seen such a wild bullfight ...