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Chapter Six

Tracker

With this trip, I needed to keep on my toes. I had to keep Cait hidden, keep my job hidden from her, and try not to let her be a major distraction. Distractions only caused mistakes. And mistakes could cost me Cait.

As we drove to the hotel, she chatted about her job.

She was a top aide for Senator Mike Blakely. He was coming down hard on drugs coming into the country and was trying to pass a bill to infiltrate gangs and cartels. This made him a dangerous man, at least for me. I couldn't say that to Cait, though. She wouldn't understand why I thought that. When I asked what a top aide did, she explained. Mostly, she was bogged down with paperwork. She edited his speeches, did research for him, and helped write the bills he passed.

Finally, after four hours on the road, we pulled up to the hotel I had reserved. If I'd known she was coming with me, I would've gotten a nicer room. For me, I didn't need anything fancy. But she was going to be spending most of the time within the four walls, so it needed to be nicer. I would work on getting us a better room. For this one night, we would have to deal with what we had.

Feeling my work phone ping, I pushed it out of my mind. It meant they had another job for me. I never checked the new jobs until the current one was finished. Getting my personal phone out, I shoved my work phone back into the suit case.

My routine was all out of wack. Normally I would go to the hotel and take my luggage in. Then I would unload my hardware on the bed. I always carried a semiautomatic 9mm, a Glock 18 full sized automatic, and a M4 CQB submachine gun.

This trip however, I had to keep my artillery in the car. Cait still believed I worked on construction sites. I needed her to believe that illusion.

Cait

I still can't believe I won that argument about coming with him. He tried to be adamant with me but I wouldn't budge. I think it amused him a little. I knew after this trip I needed to get back to work so I really wanted to squeeze out as much time as I can with him.

The Senator had been texting me nonstop asking me questions about research issues he was having. I felt bad leaving him in a lurch, but I was enjoying all my time with Uncle Tracker. He was so damned sexy. I could stare at him all day. Although I would rather be under him all day .

On this trip he seemed on edge. I'm sure it's just the stress of having to fire someone. His job seemed really stressful. He never wanted to discuss it.

So, my job would be to relieve his stress on this trip. He went to get food for us. When he came back, I was walking around the room completely naked. His face was priceless. I thought he was going to drop our dinner.

Tracker

This girl was going to kill me. Meeting me at the door naked.

Usually the first night, I drive by where the mark is, and I watch him. All I could do this time was drive by because she was waiting on me. I had to pick us up dinner from a greasy diner and take it back to the hotel.

When I walked back in, Cait was traipsing around in her birthday suit. I placed the food down on a stand and grabbed her. Kissing her full on the mouth as I cupped her breast, I heard her moan. Sliding my hand down between her legs, I found her soaking wet. Pushing her down on the bed, I spread her legs open. Taking her hands, I placed them on her breasts. She right away started tugging and pulling on her nipples .

I got on my knees, bending to taste her beautiful pussy. I could feel as her body shuddered. Her legs wrapped around my neck as my tongue licked and plunged inside of her. I teased her clit, lightly scraping it with my teeth, then sucking it. She thrashed underneath me as her orgasm crashed into her.

Nothing in my entire dark existence was as thrilling and dangerous as the woman beneath me. Her body reacted to everything like fire to kindling. Her hips pushed up into my face, smearing her cum into my nose, her scent driving me insane.

Precum seeped from my throbbing cock as if it were weeping, begging to be inside of her. Who was I to deny Junior Tracker? Nipping at her thighs, then her hip bones, I positioned myself onto my knees. Her legs fell limply to each side of mine as a breathless whimper escaped her lips.

“I should torture you. I should keep you from coming again as punishment for forcing your way into this trip,” I said, then hungrily licked my lips. “Fuck. You taste amazing.”

Unable to prolong my own release, even if she deserved to be edged until she wept, I plunged into her. Her velvety walls squeezed my cock, her hips working frantically to meet my pace thrust for thrust. Cait screamed in ecstasy when I bit down on her left breast, marking her like some animal, then begged for more.

Without warning, I jerked myself from her swollen and slick pussy, earning a disappointed growl from my sexy niece. Before she ducked in a breath to protest, I flipped her over onto her flat belly. I gripped her hips and pulled them up, forcing her ass in the air.

Rubbing my calloused fingers through her hairless folds, I collect some of her juices, sniffing my hand to the tight ring of her ass. She had never let me take her this way before, but I have been dreaming about it every night I am away from her.

“Be a good girl, now,” I command. Wrap your hands around the bars of the headboard. Good girl.” I slipped one slick digit into her as, dragging a whimper from her sweet lips. “You wanted to come on this trip, Princess, even when I told you it would be dangerous. You pushed my hand. Now, you are going to let me fuck this incredibly tight hole of yours.”

“B-but..”

“You played dirty with your pink, furry cuffs. It got you here where danger can be lurking around any corner with pride in your eyes. Do you feel proud now? ”

“Y-yes,” she whispered.

“You are a dirty little whore, aren’t you?”

“Only yours, Uncle.”

“Say it.”

“I’m your dirty little whore, Uncle Tracker.”

Lining my dick up to her tight hole, I growled, “You are going to be the death of me.” Then I plunged in, relishing in the sharp scream that escaped her lips as her ass adjusted to my girth. I am not a total douche, I gave her body time to acclimate to the interference it was forced to take. Then, I slowly began to move. Before long, my filthy niece was ramming her ass against my hips with gusto.

It did not take long after that for us to scream each other’s names as our individual orgasms took control.

After her body collapsed onto the sweat soaked sheet, I extracted myself to fetch a warm cloth and some aspirin. I rolled her onto her back gently, then administered some well-deserved care to her sore ass. I wrecked this girl in many ways tonight, and I could not even find an ounce of regret for it. Especially when she looked at me with a tired smile and hooded eyes .

Kissing her on her belly, I worked my way up until I held her in my arms.

“I love you Uncle Tracker,” she sighed.

“I love you too, Princess.”