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I opened my eyes to a warm, wet mouth on my balls.

And a moment later, to Asa’s tongue running up my shaft, teasing the head, before she sucked it in and got to work.

I glanced at the alarm clock by her bed, we had some time. Not tons, but time. She pulled up, stroking my cock, kissing the head. “Now, who was that sixth?”

I smirked down at her and let my arms cross behind my head.

“Who else do you even know? No one else local, maybe someone from one of the old security temp jobs? No…” she kissed the head of my cock, her hands never slowing their work.

“Tell me, could you taste Diamond and Jasmine on there? I never had a chance to shower last night. Or did your own flavor overwhelm theirs?” I asked.

“Sorry, only me. Unless they taste the same as I do. Next time you should take me along as fluffer and cleaner and after-party fuck, since they can’t handle you on their own.”

I moaned, as her hands continued to stroke me, bringing me ever closer to orgasm, even as Asa slowed to extend the session. “But that’s a distraction. Not the security firms, which can only mean…” her hand tightened and I moaned.

“Arkham.”

I shot my load directly over her face, dousing her in it and the still-on Orgasm Control made her cum too.

The pleasure faded in a moment, leaving only anger. “Arkham? Are you fucking insane!”

“No, the bitch is very sane. Evil, but sane.”

“Which of the fucking supervillains are you fucking!”

“None of them.” Yet. “Fucking an inmate would be extremely unprofessional. And I’m already on thin ice because of the Zsasz thing.” Well, that wasn’t smart. And diverted us into a fight about the danger, but she got back on track pretty fast, wiping my cum off rather than eating it, which made clear just how angry it was.

“Who is it?” she asked.

“Promise me you won’t tell anyone. This is serious.”

“Fine. I promise.”

“You won’t tell anyone.” That was an order and she nodded.

“It’s my boss.”

She blinked. “Okay…that’s not so bad, unless it’s a harassment thing?”

“She wanted it to be, but no. I got her **** material away from her. She can’t hurt anyone.”

“**** material?!?!?”

“Like I said. She’s evil. But trust me I have her on a leash.”

“And you’re fucking her?” she seemed dubious.

“Yes,” I admitted. This wasn’t easy to accept, but I couldn’t bring myself to lie to her.

“What the fuck, Eli?”

“She tried to **** me. Tried to get me drunk and **** me, then tried to **** me and then tried to **** me. She was planning to target everyone I loved. She planned to make me a sex-****. Believe me. But I turned the tables and I’ve got her on a leash. She will never, ever get out of it. Believe that.”

Asa nodded, considering the truths that she now believed. “Why not turn her in?”

“The scandal, the investigation, it would be…bad. I’m not going to claim this is good, but I promise you, she can’t hurt anyone else.”

“And you’re fucking her? What, when she tries to trick you again?”

That would be an easy lie…but no. “Then…and whenever else I want. Like I said, she wanted a sex **** and I turned the tables.”

“Christ.”

I waited.

“Why? You’ve got plenty of other women. What does that give you?”

I considered it for a long moment. “I could say it was about dominance and control and her twisted mind mixing sex into that and it being necessary to properly control her. But that’s not all of it. She scared me. She came really close to being able to hurt me and people I love. She tried. Kianna and I managed to stall her, but if you want, ask Kianna about it, she’ll tell you what Frannie tried. I’ll share the material I took from her, so you can see it. See who she was. And see why I want to--”

“**** her?” Asa asked bluntly.

“Yes.” I admitted.

“Get me the files. I’ll talk to Kianna.”

“I will. You can’t share them with anyone.”

She nodded.

“Are we okay?”

“I…I don’t like any of this. But I don’t know what you know. I love you and I trust you, but…I’m scared. Not for her. Not that you’ll get in trouble, I’m sure you’ve got that under control. But…what will making a woman into your sex **** do to you, Eli?”

“Less than leaving her free would have.”

“Those weren’t the only options. And you know it.”

“They weren’t…this was what I chose. Let me know if you can live with it. I love you.”

“I love you too.”