by J. L. Beck
Tucker rolled his eyes with seeming recognition of the voice and reluctantly removed his mouth from mine. “Yes, Agent Moss?” he called back.
“We caught the whole group.”
Tucker sighed and peered down at me.
The agent kept talking, “We did catch the man who fronted for this buyer. We need to know if you can identify him. He seems to be the one who directed them to the chip in the first place.”
Tucker sighed as he reluctantly moved away from me and grabbed his robe. Looking down at me he whispered, “Stay here, I will be right back.” He then hopped over the couch as it still remained lodged up against the metal wall of the truck.
I peeked over and could see the men there. Luckily, I remained hidden as I was stark naked.
A huge man had another man by the collar and pushed him forward.
I squinted to try to see him better.
Tucker stood with his back to me as he clenched his fists.
“Hey, Dad,” a man spoke.
At the voice, I gasped and raised up higher. It couldn’t be!
David?
How?
“Why?” Tucker seethed. “Why did you do this?”
“Why not?” he snapped. “I wanted to prove I could make money on my own.”
“On your own?” Tucker shook his head. “You were just in jail for embezzlement, Scott.”
“Yeah and you wouldn’t bail me out, but these guys did. All they wanted was the chip.”
“Wait…” Agent Moss stepped up on the small lift. “This guy is your son?”
Tucker nodded as he heaved a sigh.
I dropped back down behind the couch. Oh, wow. I couldn’t believe this.
“So he’s Tucker Midland the fourth?” Agent Moss asked.
“No. I refused to do that to him. Giving him the same name as…” Tucker paused. “His name is Scott. His mother chose it.”
So that’s his real name? I shook my head as I listened. How could David—Scott be Tucker’s son? He didn’t even look old enough to have son that age.
“So what’s going to happen to him?” Tucker asked.
“Why do you care?” Scott yelled at Tucker.
“Get him out of here!” Agent Moss ordered.
Oh, my god. I just had sex with my ex’s dad?
“Tucker?” Another male voice called out from the door now.
“Yeah, Parker. I’m okay.” He paused. “Parker…is it true that you can drive anything?”
A few seconds passed, then he answered, “Yes, sir.”
“Please get into the truck cab and drive!”
“What?” Agent Moss shouted back. “You can’t just—”
“Allow Parker to drive this truck till I ask him to stop, or that stupid component gets crushed!”
Silence rang through the trailer, then the agent finally spoke, “Okay—okay! Whatever you say.”
“Oh, and give me a cellphone. I will need to contact my driver when I want us to stop.”
After a few seconds, a cell phone slid in along the truck floor. “Anything else?” the agent called out.
“Nope.” He looked over at me. “I have everything I need.”
The trailer door shut with a loud rattling sound.
I stared at him. What do I do? How do I explain this?
Tucker walked over to the couch where I remained hidden. “So, how do I explain this?”
I gulped. “That was exactly what I was thinking.”
Chapter Eight
MACY
He pulled me close and gazed into my eyes. “Like I told you I was married. I married at eighteen. I was young and I think I was rebelling against my legacy. We had Scott and then I started to realize we shouldn’t be together. She took custody and I just didn’t want to fight her anymore.”
“So, you let him go?”
“No, I tried to see him, but she just made it so difficult. So he grew up resenting me. But I feel responsible for how he turned out.”
I sighed. I knew I needed to tell him. I opened my mouth to do just that.
“So, about the mess.”
Mess? I blinked my eyes. Yes, there is a huge mess. I just don’t know what to do about it. “Well, see I—”
He grabbed my hand and tugged me along to the front of the trailer. “Seems we have a full shower in this Penthouse truck and what kind of gentleman would I be if I didn’t assist in…cleaning you up?”
I felt excited at the flirtatious invitation but I had to get this out. I couldn’t pretend that I didn’t just see David—Scott. That he was my ex boyfriend and apparently, Tucker’s son! “But maybe we should—”
Leading me in, he turned on the water, then moved me under the spray. “No talking for a bit. Let’s just… forget all that for a while. I’m not ready to talk about it.”
I sighed. “Okay.” I wasn’t sure if I was either, but I knew I would have to tell him sooner or later.
Grabbing the loofah and some body soap, he lathered it up. He knelt down and then peered up at me.
I knew my cheeks were flaming as he studied my body.
He started at my feet with the loofah. “I want to worship you. You are the kind of woman that…” he paused and grabbed my calf. “…turns me on like no one before.” He lathered up along my legs to my thighs. “So cute this…” He reached to my red patch of curls and grasped it gently, tugging. “…little patch, so perfect.”
I sucked my breath in. Perfect? The tugging was so sensual and sexy. I felt my juices bubbling out.
He then dropped the loofah and eased his fingers into me.
I was actually holding my breath and now, I let it out in a whoosh. “Oh…”
He smiled up at me while his fingers kept delving in and out of me. “Like that?”
I shook all over. “Like?” I swallowed heavily. “I’m dreaming all of this, so I LOVE it.” Could he get any sexier? God, I hope not, cause I may just melt into a puddle at his feet. Macy pudding, just a blob of the woman who existed before.
He grasped my patch again with his free hand while stroking my pussy with his fingers.
“Ohh, Tuck—” I caught my breath. Yep. He gets better with each move. I’m gonna fall apart again. “You are too sexy for me. I’m gonna…”
He kept giving me that dazzling smile. “Yes, you are.” He stroked faster. “And I’m gonna watch.” He thumbed my clit button.
My body tightened as I gasped for air. Mercy. HAVE MERCY! “AHHH,” I let out as I helplessly came on his fingers.
“Yes, sweet, sinfully sexy Macy, come for me,” he purred.
I titled my head back and enjoyed the warm water hitting my now heated body as I tried to catch my breath.
“Oh, look.” He showed me his slick fingers and slipped it into his mouth to lick it off. “You are messy again.” He parted my folds. “I’ll clean you up.”
I again, felt shocked as I felt his tongue lapping up the cum from my slit. OH.MY.GOD. This cannot be real. I once again thought as I watched this hot man lapping me up while in a shower in a penthouse Peterbuilt, going down the interstate to god knows where. I looked down at my arm and pinched myself really hard. “OW!”
Tucker stood up and looked puzzled. “What did you do that for?”
Embarrassed as to why, I tried to smile.
He smoothed my wet hair from my face. “What is it?”
“Well, is it that you think I’m an heiress or something?”
“What?”
“Do you think I’m worth millions?”
Tucker narrowed his eyes at me. “No, you said you couldn’t even make your rent.”
“Oh—yeah. So, that can’t be the reason then. Well, did you lose a bet, maybe?”
“A bet? No! And what reason?”
I looked away. “I don’t get it.”
Tucker pulled me close to his body. “Are you having second thoughts about staying with me?”
I batted my eyes with total confusion. What might he say if I told him about his son? Being my ex
? I shrugged. “I was wondering the same thing about you.”
He smiled with relief. “I suppose I will just have to keep convincing you. Reach down and take my cock in your hand.”
I halted. The outright naughty order surprised me. So, I shyly did as he said. He felt kind of soft to the touch. Then I gazed into his cobalt eyes. His cock grew hard in my hand.
“See? Instant hard on. I had the same reaction the very second I laid eyes on you, back in the parking lot.”
“Really?”
“Really. Hard as a diamond every time I look at you.”
Smiling back at him, I stroked his now very hard erection.
Moaning at my strokes, Tucker crushed his lips against mine and plunged his tongue into my mouth to kiss me deeply.
Suddenly, I found myself up against the shower stall as he raised my body up. “Slip my cock inside you and I will show you again, how hot you are,” he breathed the suggestion to my lips.
Whoa, an even naughtier order than before, but it sounded good to me! I kept myself from giggling like a stupid girl and did as he said, I opened my folds and led his cock to my entrance.
He plunged into me hard and deep.
My body jumped at the pure pleasure of the intrusion. “So hot, it’s so…”
“Believe me yet?” He pumped me even harder.
“Oh, ohhh.” My body immediately started to peak. I believe I’m gonna die of ecstasy, that I do believe!
He lifted me higher to position me for a better depth. Then he pulled out and thrusted up deeper, higher.
Somehow, he’d hit my spot again. “Yes—I believe you! Please…”
He moved his lips closer. “I will spend a long time convincing you…” He thrust hard again as he spoke to my lips, “…If you need it.”
I was coming again. “Unh…” I couldn’t speak if someone paid me to.
His body stiffened as he climaxed with me. “So fucking hot…” He pulled in a deep breath and grew rigid as he held me tight.
My head was spinning and my body felt like warm wet jello. Well, if he is faking it, he is the best actor I ever met! I gazed into his warm blue eyes. The look I saw in them was one of amazement and tenderness.
“Not only do I want you. I want you to stay with me for always.”
Gulping, I bit at my lip. He can’t mean that. Is this man one of those great looking nut cases? That had to be it! “But you only just met me…”
Nodding his head, he allowed my feet to touch the shower floor, then he knelt down again. “Yes and I have met quite a few women that I couldn’t stand to keep for an entire date.” He started to soap my body up again. “So, I damn well know when I find the one I wanna keep.”
My throat stayed closed up, as my breathing grew rapid. Dare I believe this? With all my bad luck and hapless life? The failed relationships. Being fooled not once but many times. Do I dare to believe this? No, I couldn’t believe it until I told him the truth. Then I would be dumped. How in the world could I have such bad luck? I found a guy like this who actually wants me and he ends up to be my Ex’s dad?
Chapter Nine
Tucker
I sat at the end of the bed and watched her sleep. I’d wrapped her in a towel after the shower and she fell right to sleep once I laid her on the bed. I then snuggled up to her soft body, spooning style. I couldn’t sleep though, because I just couldn’t figure out what she felt so afraid of. Well, maybe I moved too fast? I smiled and rolled my eyes. Well, I attacked her within the first hour she was with me. So, maybe that is it.
Then the whole FBI and my son being a criminal thing? Yeah, that would make anyone pause. Maybe that was it? I knew she’d wanted to talk about what happened, but I didn’t. I’d found the one woman that could make me happy. I couldn’t do anything to change how Scott turned out. I already tried when I’d loaned him money again and again, gave him a job, gave him chance after chance. Then here again, he knew of that component when he’d worked at Midland last year. He turned me over to the wolves.
I shook all of it away. I couln’t change any of it. I wanted to make a life for myself. The life I’d wanted. I wanted to make this woman happy too. Now, to wine and dine her. I’d already put in the calls I needed to and everything was set.
Macy sighed softly in her sleep and rolled over onto her back, catching my attention. Her large breasts looking like sweet, silky pillows.
I stared and got another hard on. What the hell? I have never reacted this way to a woman. I want to jump her all over again. I shouldn’t though. All I seemed to want is to fuck her brains out. I shook my head with a laugh as I glanced up and saw her awake, staring at me.
Her eyes widened as she gazed down at her naked breasts. “Oh!” She pulled the sheet up over her sweet pillows.
I rose up and sat next to her as I grinned.
“What is so funny?” she asked in a small voice. “I mean I know my boobs are ridiculously large but…”
I sucked in a breath as I realized she thought I’d been laughing at her. Grabbing her hands, I held them tight. “Oh, wow. NO. I was laughing at myself, because…” I looked into her eyes. “…I wanted to fuck you all over again.” I couldn’t seem to explain it right. I leaned forward over her. “I love every inch of you and especially these.” I lowered my mouth to her nipple and sucked it in.
Her body bowed a little as I sucked it in. Reaching under her, I grasped her ass cheeks in my hands and squeezed as I switched to her other nipple.
Moaning and squirming, Macy began to pant.
I loved the sound of her getting hot. I raised her up and turned her over.
“Ohhh,” she let out at the sudden change of position.
I now admired her sweet pink ass. I couldn’t decide which I loved more, her round ass or those tits she kept being ashamed of. I caressed her asscheeks with both hands.
She sighed.
I allowed my hands to wander all over her body, basically giving her a massage really. But all I thought of was how I loved the feel of her satiny skin beneath my fingers. I went on like this for a long while, just caressing and smoothing my hands over her back, her ass, her thighs.
Then I realized she let out a soft snore.
She fell asleep! I smiled. God dammit, she was so cute.
I laid down next to her and figured we could afford a couple more hours of sleep.
A little while later, I woke up as she rolled over.
She watched my face for a minute or two. “So, what happens now?” she asked quietly.
Yawning, I stretched out. I was hoping to keep her with me. I just couldn’t figure out why she seemed so nervous. I cleared my throat and reached for the phone. “I will give the signal and then our REAL adventure will begin.”
She shot her gaze back to my face. “What…like ninjas are gonna climb down out of a helicopter, and then they will shoot at us with machine guns or something?”
I paused as I glanced up from my phone and then let out a huge laugh. I kept chuckling even as I answered her, “Um, no. I thought we could do a fun safe adventure this time.”
“Okay.” She still looked unsure.
“Then I have a very serious question for you.”
Macy turned to gaze at me with panic in her eyes. “L-like what?”
I laughed and patted her hand. “No… I’m teasing. I just really wanted to ask you if…”
Her eyes grew round. “…if?”
“If you like pancakes?”
She blinked a few times. “What?”
“Pancakes… Do you eat pancakes?”
“I love them. A three stack with butter, lots of syrup.” She laughed as she shook her head. “That was the serious question?”
I nodded. “It’s a deal breaker, babe.”
She looked confused. “I-I…”
I patted her shoulder. “Of course, you love pancakes. I knew you would.” I was thrilled at the answer. Yes, it might seem crazy to her. Well, it is sort of crazy but there it was. She loves pancakes and I be
t she would love popcorn at the movies, bowling and barbeques. I shook my head. Yeah, I am nuts, I suppose. But I really feel that this was the woman for me. The one I’d needed all my life. She just didn’t know it yet.
Grinning at her confusion, I hit the call button and spoke, “Okay, she’s awake.” I then swiped the phone.
The truck slowed and finally came to a halt.
Macy looked nervous as she stared at the trailer doors.
“It’s okay. I just think we will need clothes now.”
Macy looked back at me. “For what?”
Grinning, I shook my head. “To wear. But if you let me continue to keep you hostage and naked, I won’t mind that either.” I gave her a wink.
Her face flushed and she again, looked embarrassed.
The trailer door opened and a large guy set a few boxes on the truck bed and without speaking, he shut the trailer door.
I patted her hand. “Give me a second.” I got up and retrieved the boxes.
Macy stayed silent and stared while I brought them back.
Just then, the truck was moving again as it lurched a bit. I sat two boxes in front of her. “I don’t know what colors you like but I took a guess. With that wonderful red hair and your green eyes, I thought…” My voice faded away as I opened up one of the boxes.
Macy scooted forward and gazed down. “OH!” she exclaimed as she reached in and pulled out a green velvet dress. “Wow. This—this is for me?”
I nodded, feeling nervous suddenly. I didn’t know what she might like to wear. But I wanted to really wine and dine her like she deserved. An elegant dress, shoes and the entire deal first, then take her somewhere special.
She stood up and let the dress fall to its full length in front of her. “And it’s my size!” Her voice echoed with amazement.
Relief at her reaction flooded through me and I grabbed the other box. “Okay, and there are other boxes here on the floor for you. This is mine.” I stood up and dropped my robe.
Her big green eyes rounded as her head tilted all the way back and she stared at my naked form. She seemed to gasp and then her cheeks flushed.
“What?” I asked.
Gulping, she stared up at my face and stood up. “You are—are a—god.”