THE STRAGGLERS PROTECT

by Misha Anderson

I’m not very different from Samantha. I hold her by the hand and she breaks the silence saying:

  “I don’t want to talk about this, the only think I can guarantee is that I’m innocent from these accusations they are making. I didn’t participate in that bank robbery. I won’t say anything else, just by saying this little it already puts me at risk.”

  “Help justice to arrest those bastards then, you don’t have to be worried, I know how to defend myself very well.”

  “That may be, but your brothers? Do you want to risk their safety?”

  Of course not, but I know that my brothers and I can defend ourselves from any danger. I’m not going to force her to anything more today, little by little she’ll open herself to me, she’ll tell me what’s really going on. Till then, I’m going to believe my instincts, what my heart says.

  I get two pictures of her talking to a guy and I’m overtaken by anger, as if something has gone through my throat, the angst tightens my chest when I see the image of them both calmly having coffee, then holding hands. I close my fist instinctively when looking at the image of that guy, he seems repulsive to me.

  Is it jealousy? All this have a new meaning to me.

  I give Sam the pictures and she stares, surprised.

  “Where did you get these photos?”

  I cross my arms on my chest and keep looking at her, trying to analyze her reactions.

  Suddenly a flood of thoughts invades my mind. Will they still come? Will they still be together? She’s mine, I don’t want no one touching her, I don’t want this guy getting near her, I look at Sam and she stares at me, I’m talking loud without even realizing it:

  “I don’t want him around! Is he your boyfriend?”

  She nods and I squirm in anger, Samantha explains better:

  “My ex-fiancee, it’s better to forget anything about him, he’s a dangerous man, Adam.”

  “Are you two together?” Sam denies it, and I go on, “Do you still want to be with him?”

  She denies it again and gets up, going towards the kitchen door. I follow behind with steady steps, and I turn her to face me.

  “Are you kidding me, Sam, am I an amusement, what’s going on between us after all?”

  She shyly watches me and bites her lips just a bit, the image of her little delicate teeth sinking on her soft mouth flesh brings me a bunch of fantasies. Her little delicate mouth licking my body, her mouth half open while she cums noisily, her little scared and honest blue eyes staring at me, becoming hot while I slide my tongue on her skin, geez! I really want her mouth on mine.

  “No, Damy, you’re not an amusement to me, and, am I an amusement for you?”

  “No, I just don’t understand how can I want you so much if you’re still so unknown to me, I get lost without you, I just wanted to understand what happens, after all between the two of us.”

  She sighs longly and comes closer and closer to me.

  “I’m not ready to be in a relationship, but I can’t stop wanting you, around me it’s only chaos, I can’t ask you to solve my life for me. I just wanted not to be this selfish and stop thinking about you.”

  She thinks about me. She wants me. I’m surprisingly happy to hear those words.

  I’m going to protect her, no one is going to hurt her, I can’t even imagine something bad happening to Sam.

  “I too confess that I’m not ready, I wanted to distance myself, go slower, and I can’t, am I scaring you?”

  There’s so much heat coming out of her body, I don’t want to drive her away with the urgency of my desire, but the way her eyes are imploring me, I’m not alone on this one, we want it again and now.

  “It scares me a little bit, not you, but the way I feel when I’m around you.”

  I pull her little body closer to mine and with both hands I hold her face, I kiss her so intensively that it surprises us. And she kisses me back the same way, searching my mouth when I distance myself, taking off my shirt and opening my pants with her shy and trembling fingers.

  “I want you again, I want more.” Sam whispers on my mouth while still kissing me.

  I nod and kiss her even more. I open the buttons on her dress and her bra, revealing her small and soft breast that I love to suck like a puppy.

  She pulls my head against her tender mounts and her fingers sink on my hair in a freeing way.

  Sam takes off her panties shaking her hips, letting the thin cloth on her knees and I assault her little and smooth pussy with my fingers sliding from her clitoris to the curve of her little ass.

  My fingers check the humidity and I’m intoxicated when I admire her sex soaking wet on my fingers. I get up slowly and she looks too at my fingers sliding in her moist flesh. Sam spread opens her legs even wider and moves her hips to my fingers, rubbing franticly her vagina on my hands.

  “My. God. Adam. No. Yes. More.”

  She finally removes her panties completely and I put her on my lap effortlessly, as if she was a little doll, my little doll.

  I hold her tight against my chest and with one hand I quickly open my pants, freeing my excited penis while she grabs my neck.

  I won’t be able to get to the bedroom, I need to be inside her now, it’s like my blood is blowing inside my veins, filing my body with liveliness, of life, of desire.

  I open her butt checks and slowly fit my member between her wet folds.

  And I burry myself inside her smooth little hot body that shapes itself on mine, it fits perfectly. I’m in and out holding her soft ass, while Sam desperately grabs my neck bends her head back at every thrust. I’m close, she’s is so close to orgasm.

  Sam goes up and down on my lap, up and then down, deliciously. Deeper and deeper at every minute.

  “So tight, so hot, my little scared soft bunny.”

  We kiss and we kiss more, she leans her sweaty forehead on mine and squeezes my penis, moaning low, so sweet, defenseless, all mine now.

  “Ah! So good.”

  She cums whispering my name and I melt inside her body. My pleasure was so intense that my legs tremble and I lower my body still stuck to hers, sitting on the kitchen floor with her wrapped around my lap.

  After we calm down, we go to the bedroom in silence, as if we didn’t want to end the magic moment, and we sleep hugging each other, distancing ourselves from the crimes, fears, secrets.

  I look to Sam’s serene and soothing expression while sleeping and I confirm to myself:

  I won’t let her run away, I’m in love with this sweet and mysterious woman, my Sam.

  SAMANTHA THOMPSON

  I turn on the bed stretching my body like a sly cat, completely satisfied with the huge amount of milk in my plate. I open my eyes overtaken by laziness and a pair of deep brown eyes stare at me, as if analyzing my features. He seems to like what he sees.

  “Good morning, Sam, did you sleep well?”

  What an unreasonable question! Sleep, me? How can I sleep if he drained my sexual essence in the last few hours?

  Me, complaining? Not at all.

  It’s not everyday that a woman wakes up with an over six feet specimen of pure virility sliding between her legs with a vibrant member.

  “Good morning, Damy, I slept like an angel.”

  He stares at me embarrassed and then says:

  “Forgive me, I didn’t let you sleep, did I?”

  Adam kisses my forehead and brushes my lips with his, awakening a wild desire in me with the first light of the morning.

  “I can say that last night wasn’t all bad.”

  Adam frowns his forehead and pouts funny making me laugh out loud, I didn’t know a pouting sheriff could have a good sense of humor.

  “Geez, not bad? I’ll have to make an even bigger effort next time, I think I’ll start now.”

  He bend over me fitting his legs between mine and holding my hands above my head.

  “Samantha Thompson, I’ll teach you to respect the ego of a poor man.”

  “I want to see that!!!”

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p; And I thank heavens for having defied him. I could have gotten a more sublime awakening than Adam’s wet mouth going through my entire body. After we made love once again, Adam pulled me to his chest and asked me what I feared the most.

  “Sam, why did you run away from New York?”

  “I didn’t run away from New York, the pressure from the investigations were making my job impossible, I decided to get out from that mess, I could have never imagined that I would be involved in the robbery like that.”

  Adam scratched his head and kept asking questions, his heavy looks showing me he didn’t believe my affirmations.

  “Was it this man, you ex-fiancee, who convinced you to leave New York?”

  I suddenly get up and throw Adam’s clothes of top of him, including his shoes, it must have hurt a little. I won’t accept being sucked into this game, if he doesn’t believe me, why was he in bed with me? Curiosity?

  “It’s time for you to go. If you want to interrogate me, at least have to posture to take me to the police station, don’t take me to bed to get that.”

  Adam looks at me angry and surprised with my accusation, he gets out of the bed and starts to get dressed, while he complains:

  “How can you say such things, what kind of man would I be?”

  “A sheriff, that’s what you are, and a sheriff that doesn’t get involved with criminals, right? Then this between us is a mistake, get your things and leave me alone, Adam. I don’t want to involve you in this mess, I don’t need another reason to regret beside the ones I already have.”

  Adam finished getting dressed, angry with me, he passed the door yelling while I closed it.

  “Then, is this what our night comes to, a mistake? I’ll leave, but I’m not buying your excuse of throwing me out. You won’t get rid off me this easy, young lady.”

  I closed the door with a loud bang and without being able to contain myself anymore, I start to cry for everything around me having been contaminated by Igor’s dirty hands. I could have had something beautiful with Adam if the shadow of his suspicions didn’t threat us, if the weight of the colossal robbery didn’t threat me like a sharp guilhotine.

  The thing is that I didn’t robber the bank, but it was through the password from my computer, through my position as a manager that Igor had access to his brother’s vault. My damn habit of believing in everybody, I’m an idiot, that’s what I am.

  My feet burn terribly and I still have another hour till I finish my shift at Mathews. John sends me to get the table close to the entrance and when I approach it, I find Adam talking to a group of friends. I recognize the officer that was at my house the last time, there’s also another latino looking officer, a pregnant smiley redhead, and when I look at Adam, the redhead wraps her equally red nails around his arm.

  “Good night, Sam.”

  My face burns in anger, how dare him bring this woman to the bar I work, only to humiliate me.

  She looks at him, fucking him with her eyes up and down, almost something like: “I’ve had enough rides in this amusement park and I want another ride in this delicious roller coaster.”

  “Good night, sheriff, what will you have?”

  Adam’s officer friend starts making the orders.

  “Four cold Duffs, an order of spicy fried chicken and cheddar fries.”

  Adam asked the hot redhead attentively:

  “And you, do you want anything different, Lupita?”

  The redhead ran her tongue between her blood red lips and answered him:

  “No, I just want you to take me home soon.”

  HELL, HELL, I WANT TO JUMP ON THIS BITCH’S NECK!!!

  I give my fake thoughtful waitress smile and after taking everybody’s orders, I go to the kitchen, really wanting to add to this Lupita’s order a great dose of arsenic.

  I don’t return to the room until Adam’s table order is ready, to look to the end of the restaurante and see him melting in attention to this redhead out of the depths of hell is too much for me.

  I set the tray with their orders and my hands are shaking, I balance the beers with some difficulty while she’s looking deep in his eyes and blows him a kiss. Shit, a thousand times shit, one of the beers fell on the redhead’s lap and she’s shoots me a killing stare, sure I threw the beer on her on purpose. I confess I really wanted to take her away from Adam, but what made the beer really fall was the anger that fills me by seeing him dedicate all his attention to another woman. There’s only one word that defines what I feel, JEALOUSY, raised to the tenth power. This is the roundup of the scene.

  “Sorry, ma’am, it wasn’t my intention.”

  “You should be more careful the next time. Adam, I’ll have to go home and clean myself from this beer bath, we’ll talk later.”

  He nodded and the redhead said goodbye to everyone, shooting me another killer look before leaving the bar. Adam held my hand and I pull it away.

  “We need to talk, Sam.”

  “We don’t have anything to talk, Sheriff Vaugh, Lupita is waiting for you, don’t be late.”

  There, I said it! I’m not a cold blooded animal. I know we don’t have anything, he’s not mine, but hold on, parading with a woman in front of me, so quick? Right after that amazing night we had? Scumbag!

  I went to the kitchen and after ending my shift, Britney surprised me with a shot of whiskey.

  “You look terrible, you need a shot, it’s on me.”

  I downed the brown liquid at once, it went down hard on my throat, burning everything inside, Britney really knows me after these few months. I’m terrible, I’m feeling like a huge sack of shit, why did I got involved with Adam? Why he had to be like this, so intriguing, his delicious mouth kissing me, sweeping my body with his soft tongue, GOD! Who gave this man the right to fuck a girl this way, such an addicting way, I still want him so much, why life has to be this complicated?

  Britney and I had a few more shots and laughed like hyenas sitting on the floor, near the dirty pans like two losers.

  The kitchen door opened and Adam stares at me with his arms crossed, his bulging biceps under the exciting uniform and an angry look on his face.

  “One can hear you two from the bar door, let’s go, Sam.”

  I try not to laugh, but a loud laugh comes out even with me pressing my lips. Give me a break, sheriff! You bring a whore to my work just to confront me and then you want to talk about the noise I’m making? Where do you want to take me? Only if it’s hell, where you belong.

  “You must be crazy.”

  Britney and I start to laugh again, John opens the door, he’s scared, he gets Britney off the floor and looks at me without being able to understand a thing. He must be thinking who’s this women who took over my body. Sweet and shy Samantha, getting drunk on the kitchen floor? It can only be a mirage!

  “Don’t make me carry you, Sam, it will be worst for you.”

  The drink and the anger gives me courage, I get up half stumbling and I skin Adam my eyes.

  “Do me a favor, sheriff, go after that hot redhead, leave me alone, go to hell, Damy boy.”

  He comes towards me and in seconds threw me on his shoulders like dead weigh, holding me by the ass.

  “I’m in hell since you kicked me out of your house, now be a good girl and and be quiet, let’s go home.”

  Adam puts me in the front seat and I altered between opening and closing my eye till we got to the unknown address. Even though I’m half drunk, I realized he hasn’t brought me back to my house.

  He got me on his arms and I grabbed his neck tight, smelling the strong scent his skin has. I smelt the nape of his neck and I got a smile, even when he’s angry I mess with him.

  “Behave, young lady, I’ll give you what you want later.”

  Ouch, the effect of his words went straight to my crotch, I felt a jerk under my womb, I want him inside me. Adam took me to the bathroom, simple and roomy, he locked the door and stared at me angrily.

  “I’m going to take off your clothes, w
e’re taking a shower.”

  She smiled, pressing her little teeth to her rosy little mouth, I know today I can’t be honorable. Even with Sam half drunk, I want to burry myself deep inside her, till there’s no fear, insecurities, nothing beyond the two of us.

  He removed my clothes in a hurry and checked the water temperature, then he took of his uniform just as quick, and I couldn’t help myself, I looked bellow his waist, his penis was erect and made it clear he wanted me the same way I wanted him.

  He opened the shower and brought me to him, the warm water washing our bodies stuck together. He put his arm around my waist and I enjoyed the daring feeling of being sort of drunk to lick his chest, from his manly nipples to his hard flat abdomen that makes me so horny. I lowered my mouth through his body and I knelt on the shower, holding his penis harder by the second. He panted and when he thought about protesting, I lowered my hand to his testicles and caressed them, playing with my tongue till I put his entire cock all at once in my mouth.

  “Ouch, Sam, take it easy, otherwise, I won’t last.”

  It’s exactly what I want. That prototype of a whore will never give him the same pleasure as me. I’m in love with him and there’s no bigger fuel to a sexual relationship than passion, the feeling.

  “It’s so good, Sam.”

  I take his penis to the tips of my lips and then I dive it in sucking hard, sucking like I mean it. I’m chasing the veins that jump out on his soft member, caressing my teeth smoothly on his skin, hitting his cock in my throat. He wraps my hair on his hands and delicately brings his hips forward, desperately with the proximity of climax. I look up and he spreads his well shaped thighs a bit more, throwing his head back, while he cums hard caressing my face.

  He got me up and hugged me tight, kissing me in such a carnal way, mixing the taste of my mouth and the taste of his pleasure.

  Adam caressed my breasts with the tip of his fingers almost driving me to orgasm, only with his hands and then after, to really test my resistance he involved my clitoris with his wet lips, licking the nerves of my little button in such a rhythm that made my legs weak.

  Before I could cum, Adam put my legs around his waist and penetrated me hard, making me scream.