I wanna know what you wanna do?

What if I could say there wasn’t any rules?

Tell you how I’m about to make you feel

I’m ready to play; we can play this game all day!

I wanna go, where you never been

Said you had taste, but you really don’t know

Cause this what we’re living for

I mean, this is what we’re dying to do!

Listen you should know

You should know

You’ll never be caught

You’ll never be down

Feel it in your soul

~ Goapele

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He had lived by the title of being called Devil turning himself into this living being that was cold and allusive without faults. Will she was going to find out whether or not that he was either a man playing immortal or an immortal playing a man.

For all she knew, James shared the same weakness like most men and that came in the form of a woman.

For the pass months he had made her feel such conflicting emotions within her, had made her want him in the worse way imaginable. Making her body yearn for his touch and cry from his withdraws.

He had made her feel so many in-depth sensations that awoken her body from its dormant state into this state of perpetually frenzy of sexual frustration. Needing the glorification of him to ease this tension that took hold of her.

Her sexual frustration was simply the cinders; her curiosity to know did he react the same way when she touched him was the flame.

Did he feel a semblance of what she felt or did he laugh at her amateur touches?

The first would mean that he had perfect control and the later part would even add on to her shame.

There were a few things in Jacqueline life that she didn’t regret, but this would be the first.

Her shame came in the form of her betraying herself. Jacqueline knew the day that she agreed to be his mistress that it was going to be more of a physical relationship than an emotional one.

The day she had agreed to such she had betrayed herself; she had always imagine to loose her virginity when she got married or when she found that special man that she knew she couldn’t live without.

Not because of the traditional beliefs that she was a virgin.

No.

It was symbol of her devotion and love for that man who was going/were her husband. Demonstrating that she had saved herself for only him and that he was the only man worthy of her holding him in this significant pedestal.

The day that she made that deal with the devil she had in truth giving him that power and it was going to be her time to pay up.

This was going to be one of her biggest regrets; however, she was going to do it by her terms and not his. This was going to by the game changer in this ploy that they both play.

James had made the first move early this morning when he gave her birth control pills before leaving out.

She was finally backed in the game and the next move was hers to seize.

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The city county was divided into six equal parts in the underground world. The northern area was divided among the Italian families. The southern area divided among the Hispanic families. The western part was divided among the Black families; while the eastern part was divided among the Asian families. The rest was divided up among the council.

Each family had and equal amount of territory amongst there own families and also with the other six families that ran the city.

This concept was set up ten years ago after one of the biggest territory war erupted throughout the city. The war was called Crimson Empire Wars, because the city streets was painted red from the blood of those caught up in cross roads.

The streets were flowing with blood but the money was running low. So each head from the families came to an conclusion of bring an outsider to create the concept that they live by now.

The essential rule was to stay in your own territory if someone was from a different family decided to make money on your turf without permission. You had the right to kill; however, if it was among your own family you had the choice to kill them or get backings for being on your territory.

This was the rule that kept everything peaceful among the families…

James ran his territory like a well-organized business; every neighborhood, street, and business was charted out.

He knew who came in and out and who did or didn’t belong in his territory. The key to his success was that he had people from the other family’s on his payroll giving him information that could harm or benefit his business.

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“His gotten smarter,” Ace said

James seat in the backseat his eyes kept on the two young men that looked to be in there late teens –early twenties. He had gotten wind from one of the many on his payroll in Armani’s camp that the bastard had two dealers on his turf.

When it came down to his turf; James didn’t care if it made or didn’t make him any money it was a principle that needed to be upheld.

No one tried to swipe money from underneath him.

He had to handle this personally.

Now what he didn’t expect, that the two dealers that was working for Armani would be Asian decent; making it easy for him to sell and profit without being detected by James.

And when speaking about Armani everything that he did was sloppy nothing was ever though out unless he had Malcolm.

“I wouldn’t speak so quick Ace,” he spotted two of Armani men getting out of a black Cadillac and walking towards the two dealers.

He just needed to see an exchange go between them then he’ll know his next move.

They seat there silently watching the scene before them with complete anticipation. The four men spoke swiftly when they saw the exchange of money go between them.

Ace looked at James through the review mirror, “You want me to handle it?”

James seat back in his seat silently.

He was the perfect reflection of calmness; however, his blood was boiling with uncontrollable rage.

There was only one person (with the exception of Katherine Reed) that he wanted the pleasure to kill and that was Armani Epps. The only thing that was stopping him from doing such was Underwood. The old boss who ran the Black family was one of the most honorable men next to Michael Reed he had ever known.

He promised him years ago he wouldn’t kill him and it was one of those promises he was finding hard to keep.

Yet, even with his rage he knew he couldn’t allow it to get the best of him. James wasn’t one to run by emotions it was too destructive and mess. That was not his style.

As he seat in the back plans began to formulate as to what his next move was going to be.

“No, let’s go.”

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“Did you see Lisa last week?”

James had allowed her to call her cousin Monique with the threat if she told her anything more than she should her cousin forfeited her life.

Jacqueline never took any chances when it came down to James when he made threats. Because he always made due on them, so she kept the conversation light with her cousin switching the subject if she felt it reveled too much or when she felt Monique was becoming suspicious and start asking questions.

And knowing her cousin she wouldn’t stop asking unless she got some answers.

Either way she was happy to talk with her cousin it gave her some sense of freedom.

“Yeah, I was waiting on James when she caught me off guard,” she said eating ice cream while watching this Korean drama, “still doing the ultimate most and looking retched as hell.”

Monique laughed, “Whoever told that bitch she was a Barbie doll was lying, she look like a damn Ragged Anne doll.”

“Mo, you know your wrong for that,”

“Whatever, you know it’s true,” Monique said defensively.

Jacqueline thought about it and then started to laugh.

“Exactly, anyway, the reason I brought her ass up is word on the street she’s saying that you became boogie as hell…”

“What?” Jacqueline had now set her bowl of ice cream down.

“Yes, this bitch has been dragging your name in the mud. She’s been going around saying that you’re fucking this Asian guy. And that his wasting his time with you, because your probably not fucking him right. You act as if you didn’t even know whom she was when she spoke to you. And that you acted as if you didn’t know the reason why you left the salon in the first place some shit like that.”

“That lying ass street-rat,”

“Girl yes, so when I went up there you know she was on complete hush mode.”

“What did you do Mo?”

“What!”

“Don’t what me,”

“Why do you always assume I did something?”

“Because your always doing something that you know you don’t have no business doing.”

“I don’t appreciated that Jackie,”

“Mum-hum, now what did you do,”

“I just told her to keep your name from out of her mouth before I knock every last tooth out.”

Jacqueline laughed.

“And she should be the last person to speak, since she’s fucking around with this kingpin.”

“What?”

“Yeah ever since she’s been fucking around with this kingpin this bitch been thinking that she’s the shit. She just doesn’t know what she’s getting into.”

“Having a little flashback of someone,”

“I’m going to get you,”

Jacqueline laughed, “You know I’m just teasing, and anyway you owe me plenty of favors for that whole incident.”

“I know and that’s why I love you,”

“Awe I love you too Mo,”

“Anyway, so let’s talk about James,”

She could feel her insides turning inside out at the very mention of his name.

“What’s to talk about?”

“What to talk about? A lot, like the fact that you lost your v-card to this man or did you?”

Jacqueline rolled her eyes at her cousin.

“No I haven’t lost my v-card to him yet.”

“Your nervous?”

Jacqueline knew she couldn’t tell her cousin the true details of her and James relationship, but she needed to tell her something. Not because of guilty, for keeping all these secrets, but to ease her fear for what she had plan tonight. This was the main reason why she called her cousin today; she needed that extra boost of strength to go through her plans.

Her outfit was ready and she knew exactly what she was going to do. Yet, she felt nerves come over her body and the thought of back away seem so sweet.

“A little,”

“Jacqueline the main thing you need to remember is to relax and empty your mind.”

“And if I don’t?”

“The pain is going to be unbearable,”

“I thought it was going to be painful anyway?”

“Yes your going to feel some sort of pain, but its not going to last that long unless you don’t relax like I’ve told you.”

“Okay,” she could hear the sound of car coming up the driveway.

“I’ll call you tomorrow,”

“Okay and I want details, bitch,”

“Whatever bitch, love you,”

“Love you too,” the call ended.

She moved to put the phone on the coffee table; now what seems to be simply became something else in mere minutes.

As she had placed the phone on the table somehow her elbow hit the bowel of now melted chocolate ice cream that spilled onto the plush white carpet.

She could feel her heart sink within her stomach, because if James fount this mess he was going to kill her…in a few minutes.

Jacqueline wasn’t foolish; she knew that car belong to Ace and James, and in a short amount of minutes they were going to be stepping inside this house.

She jumped off the couch; grabbing the bowel and spoon Jacqueline made a mad dashed to the kitchen. Putting the bowel and spoon in the dishwasher she turned on the faucet to the hot water. Moving to the closet where James kept all the cleaning supplies at she grabbed the bucket and scrubbing bush that he used specifically for his rugs and carpet cleaner.

With the supplies she quickly moved the bucket under the water. Allowing the bucket to full up half way she made her way to back to the living room.

Placing the items down next to her she quickly took the carpet cleaner top off and start spraying it on the stain.

The sound of the car pulling up with the sound of the ignition being turned off was her motivation to hurry up.

She dropped the brush in the water as the burning sensation from the water took hold of her hand.

“Shit-shit-shit-shit,” she hissed waving her hand franticly to cool it. In those short minutes she heard the sound of the door being open. Her heart was on the verge of shooting out her chest as she quickly scribe at the stain.

She was racing against time and time was surely winning.

The door open and the sound of Ace and James speaking broadcast throughout the house.

Jacqueline was going to have an heart attack at that moment. She looked down at the stain that was refusing to disappear. She could hear them moving around the house bringing her back to reality. Grabbing the brush she ducked it back inside the bucket forgetting about the burning hot water as she went back to scrubbing the stain.

She moved the brush back and forth in hurry motions. Lost in her ministrations she didn’t notice that she been caught.

“Jacqueline what are you doing?”

Her body became motionless; fear had gripped her whole at the very sound of his voice. She had been caught and she was going to die.

She turned around revealing her guilt as she looked at James and Ace.

James looked at the mess that she had made. If he wasn’t annoyed with Armani, his frustration with her had became very apparent at this minute.

The look on his face scared the living hell out of her. Ace looked at with all the mercy that was within him.

This was simply bad.

James gave her a glare that sent her nerves in a frenzy and at that minute she wanted to cry right there.

James turned around and started to unbutton his jacket silently cussing to himself.

Jacqueline looked at Ace it was silent between them for a few minutes until a banging sound from downstairs causing both of them to jump.

“Run and lock your door,” said Ace.

Jacqueline didn’t waste anytime as she stood up and made a dashed in the hallway the banging nose became louder as she quicken her steps up the stairs to her bedroom. Once in the safety of her room she did what Ace said and lock the door.

She knew that once James finished throwing his temper tantrum she was going to hear an ear full the whole damn week.

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James known for his sense of control over himself. He was not a man that acted on emotions like many. Yet, he could feel his sense of control slipping all because of her.

She was his siren; his personal temptress sent by some divine being to send him to destruction.

Jacqueline had no idea how much he wanted to fuck her. The thoughts of the many positions he wanted to fuck her in, the many places he wanted to fuck her in. He wanted to hear her moan, plead, and scream in his ears as he fucked her into oblivion.

He wanted his name on her tongue, he wanted to feel the warmth of her pussy, taste every moisture her body created on his tongue.

He needed that glorification of being inside her.

Fucking Roxanne was becoming mundane it wasn’t fulfilling to him anymore…he needed Jacqueline.

The inner beast within him wanted her so fucking bad that it was taking everything in him not to force himself on her.

He was restraining himself from her to long was causing the repressed sexual frustration to turned into some sort of tension that took hold of his body.

He had allowed three days to pass…the tension only building to the point he was going crazy.

He had reached his breaking point tonight was the night that their antagonistic relationship was going to end and something new blossom between them.

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The sight before him wasn’t expecting to find her in. Standing in front of a mirror clad in a sparkling see-through nightie was Jacqueline.

He could feel himself harden as he took in every inch of her the dress hiding nothing before him. His hands yearning to snatch the dress off of her and exploring every inch of her skin.

She was mesmerizing.

Yet, he simply stood there watching her, she was up to something involving him and her. From the past months that he known her never once did she willing put on such revealing outfits unless he had to force her into it.

And seeing her pathetic attempt to look seductive wasn’t doing her any justice. It was very comical to say the lest.

Unknowingly, she was seductive when she tried she looked foolish. He walked inside her room closing and locking the door behind him.

She still didn’t notice that he was in the room with her. He couldn’t help to shake his head at how inattentive she was of her surroundings.

She was going to have to fix that, for it could one day end up hurting her.

He watched as she made another pose scrunching her face up knowing that she looked foolish.

A soft sigh left her lips, “His going to laugh at me.”

He smirked it was his time to make himself known.

“I haven’t laughed yet,”

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The sight before her wasn’t what she expected to see. There was James in nothing but a pair of black silk pajamas revealing his perfect tone body.

There was something about the very sight of him and his dangerous aura that turned her…on.

He could make her body feel numb with desire and wet with anticipation. He made her feel this hunger of wanting to be complete.

“James,”

“That was very amusing little show you did Jacqueline,” he said a smirk coming across his devastatingly handsome face.

“If you’re trying to be seductive and trying to seduce me with those moves please stop.”

She could feel a blush come to her cheeks. She kind of figured those poses looked very pathetic.

“I’ve seen better, from plenty of beautiful women,” his statement hit a nerve within her. She could feel that hunger within her disappearing only to be replace by anger.

She was new to this and he wasn’t doing any good by rubbing it in her face. He moved towards her circling her like that of a predator taunting his prey.

“If you thought that little pathetic poses and flipping of the hair was going to turn me on. You’ve just humiliated yourself. I’ve had plenty of beautiful woman some even prettier than you do a more outstanding job.”

He was taunting her, for one reason alone to let out that feisty temper of hers. He didn’t want her to be submissive and coy, if he wanted that he would’ve went to see Roxanne. No he needed some heat in his life.

The heat that only Jacqueline could give him.

“I mean that was whether-“ his sentence was interrupted as Jacqueline ran at him.

She didn’t care that he was taller than her, stronger than her, and that he could hurt her.

For the pass months he had made her feel shame, humiliation, and go against the principles she grew on. Making her body and mind clash with each other and here he was basically making fun of her. Will she had enough of it.

She pounded at his chest; her breathing was heavy, as she yelled out names towards him.

James had token hold of her arms with her thrashing wildly. He couldn’t help but to think how fucking beautiful she was and how mush he wanted her. He could feel his member harden throbbing with want.

In a few short minutes he was going to finally claim her as his.

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Jacqueline could feel herself being pushed on the bed with James toned body was in between her legs. Her arms on each side of her as she thrashed wildly against him until she felt something hard against her inner thigh.

She froze as she looked at him. His always cold eyes that was void of any emotion had allowed one emotion to come out. Lust.

Unfiltered lust of the most possessive kind. It had erase her anger an brought her thirst for him come to the surface.

In those short seconds they both came to an silent agreement there was no turning back.

James bent down and captured her lips the tinge scent of cinnamon took over his senses. Jacqueline open her mouth allowing him full access to her mouth. There tongues teasing the other as they fought for control.

James had loosen his hold on her arms allowing her to wrap her arms around his neck as his traveled down exploring every inch of her body.

He was the first to break away moving from her lips down to her neck nibbling softly on her skin. A moan came out her lips as she moved to give him full access to her neck.

Her skin was burning with anticipation the coolness from his lips on her skin was her only relief.

His hands moved back up to her shoulders pulling down the straps of her dress. Jacqueline setup a little to make it easier for the dress to slip off. James kissed every inch of her skin that the dress revealed till it came to the one desired area.

Moving the offensive material down to revealed her perky breast he seat on his knee as he took hold of each breast. With both his thumbs he rubbed her harden nipples in a circular motions.

The expression on her face was breathtaking and mesmerizing. He was the first and only man to make her feel this way.  He moved to take her left nipple in his mouth as another moan came to her lips. The feel of his warm mouth on her, his tongue running circular motions on her nipple as he playfully tugging and sucking.

Broken words left her mouth as the pleasure took her to new heights. He moved to her right nipple assume the same ministration.

The throbbing feeling that she felt was growing every minute; the aching feeling of anticipation of when he finally insert himself in her was driving her into this frenzy of want.

“Please James…please…please…please,” the sound of her pleading made him even harder.

He unlatch from her breast as he moved back to her lips kissing her slowly as his hands moved the dress down her waist revealing her top half.

“Please…what?” he said in between each kiss.

His voice husky only adding to the sensation that took hold of her body.

“Please…I want you…inside me…now,” she said the fire within her was consuming her hold and she wanted him inside her now before she went insane with pleasure.

That was all he needed to hear from her; with all the motivation he lifted her up swiftly tugging the dress from under her.

There she was laying before him bare…her hair around her like her own veil, her body was tone and curvy in all the right places. She was simply perfection and she was his.

He moved off the bed quickly removing his pants off he moved back to the bed.

Jacqueline open her legs allowing him access in between her. Her thighs rubbed against his strong waist; simply screaming for the moment when they could connect with each other.

She looked at him as he looked at her. Both mirroring the look of desire for the other.

“Before we go any further did you take the birth control I gave you?” he said kissing her collarbone.

“Yes.”

They kiss, she could feel his hands run over her thigh widen them a little for him to have full access to her.

He slid a finger inside her causing a moan to hitch in her throat. She was unbelievable wet and ready for him.

He knew that this was her first time so he was going to have to be gentle with her until she got use to his size.

He slid his finger from out of her moving his harden member to her entrance. He gave her another kiss as he slowly ease himself in her. She could feel her walls being pushed by his member as it moved inside her.

She could feel a little discomfort till he stopped allowing her to get use to his size. He kissed her speaking gentle words something that she never thought he was able to do.

She had to relax or this was going to be painful.

So she got lost in his kisses enjoying his scent and the feel of his dick inside of her. When her body was relaxed and she had gotten use to his member James moved out then thrust inside of her breaking her barrel.

Jacqueline caught off guard by his sudden movement wrapped her legs around him tightly. He didn’t move allowing the pain subside for her before he move. The pleasure of her tight walls molded around his dick could be his undoing. The clutching and unclutching was sending shivers down his spine.

She was so tight and warm that it was intoxicating to him. He waited till she moved her hips up signaling that she was ready.

He moved inside her at a soft rhythm the sounds of her moans in his ears was the sweetest sound in his ears.

She moved her hips along with his, rocking against him in the soft rhythm that he made. The sound of his moans and grunts made her even wetter. She wrapped her legs around him tight.

Her hands moving across his back that held the magnificent tattoo on his back. She could compare their joining to that of the dragon and the phoenix. He was her dragon powerful and strong, while she was the phoenix being reborn in the fires of her own ashes.

They moved in a perfect pace and when he moved a little bit faster so did she. Each time she flax it set him off making him want to thrust in faster. But he had to control himself, the feel of her flesh against his the sweet sound of her voice in his ears the fulfilling sensation that he was feeling.

He could die in the morning and be a very content man.

She could feel herself on the breaking part she needed him to move faster and harder. Her mind was cloudy with pleasure.

“Harder James…please harder…faster,” she words broken filled with whimpers. James grabbed hold of her hips spreading them wider for him to grind himself against her.

“Yes-yes-yes-yes-harder,” her body rocking as each layer of the tension she felt was being piled.

James was on his breaking point lifting her legs to his shoulder he being to pounded inside of her. Forgetting about his control he could feel himself on the verge of coming along with her.

Her moans was even more loud and broken motivating him more as he drove inside her. Each thrust was coming closer to the end.

He pulled back and with all the momentum he thrust inside her and in that moment they both had felt something so earth shattering. That quivered between them the sounds of their moans weaving together.

They had both reach absolute pleasure; their once antagonistic relationship was gone and something else grew within both of them that could be their undoing or creating a bound that no mortal or immortal could break.