I felt his eyes dragging over my body, slowly, lazily, like he didn’t want to rush it. I tried not to move. When I turned back, his eyes flicked awa....“So, I heard you’re a chef,” I said and now that I’d seen him, I imagined him in the kitchens of a fancy hotel, the ex-skater genius behind a menu the Upper West Side raved about.“Yeah. I work at the Sky Hotel near Central Park,” he shrugged. “It pays the bills, you know?”I frowned. “You don’t enjoy it?”“Oh, sure I enjoy it,” he said, ruefully.. Our brief, open mouthed kiss conveyed every ounce of our lust, desire and built up passion. I was putty in his hands and wanted him to know it. I reached over and felt his thick, hard dick through his pants. I had never touched another guy before and was surprised at what a turn on it was. I rubbed him through the material and sighed as he kissed his way down my chest to give me another, slow amazing blowjob. Kissing and licking every inch of my cock and balls. Running his mouth up and down my. The young body of mine with sweat on it was making it sexier under the dim lights and her aroma was making us both intoxicating. Her hot breath on my abs made a huge stir on my already erected dick. She was licking all over the sweaty abs making it more wet with her saliva. She was continuously flicking my nipples.Then she moved her hand and opened the pant button. She pulled my pant down till my thighs.Aunt saw the huge bulge with a wet spot on my undies. She touched the wet spot once and gave. She had emptied a full clip at two of the shooters as had everyone in my security detail.I was sitting on a table with my blood seeping through my jacket. Ziva and Vicky helped me take the jacket, blouse and vest off to look at me. When they pulled the vest off I screamed, it hurt so bad.Prime Minister Cordeiro had made it without getting hit and was standing there watching. He was yelling for his staff to find his doctor.The light vest had both rounds imbedded in it. The bullets had gone.