by Lane Hart
I rolled to my back, pulling Elizabeth on top of me. She was so small and light, and I knew for certain she hadn’t been eating lately by her sunken stomach and hips. I'd be sure and work on that later.
I pulled her up my body, grabbing and spreading her thighs until she was straddling my face. As soon as my tongue stroked her sex she raised up and moaned. I held on to her hips so she’d stay in place as I licked and penetrated her tight opening with my tongue. Her hands went out, gripping the top of the headboard as her sounds of pleasure grew louder.
When her body started pressing down, thrusting against my mouth instead of trying to move away, I let go of her hips to grab handfuls of her amazing breasts. They swayed from the rocking motion of her lower body, completely hypnotizing me. It didn't take long before Elizabeth's back arched, and her body grinded frantically against my mouth until she cried out with her release. Her delicate body convulsed uncontrollably above me while she screamed my name.
God she looked, felt, and tasted so damn good.
My erection was pushing at the fabric I had covering it, aching, and making me feel like I was going to explode as I watched her ride out her orgasm on my tongue. Oh fuck, I wanted to be inside her more than anything tonight. Feel those slick walls slide up and down and tighten around my cock while she rode me, watching her come apart over and over again.
When she started coming back down I lifted her and laid her down beside me on the bed. Her eyes were closed and her lips were parted as she gasped for air. I pressed a kiss to her flushed cheek before I rolled off the bed.
“I’m going to get dressed and see if they have any condoms downstairs. I’ll be right back, okay?”
I didn’t tell her I was willing to drive all the way back to Pennsylvania before I came back to this room empty-handed. Even if she was asleep when I got back, I wasn’t going to be caught unprepared again. From now on Boy Scout was my middle name.
I pulled the covers up over her to keep her delicate body warm.
“Okay, but hurry back because I’m about to fall asleep,” she said softly.
I remembered what she’d said about not sleeping much lately, and wondering if she was dreaming or awake this morning because she’d been so tired.
“Oh sweetheart, go to sleep. I don’t mind, and I’ll join you as soon as I get back.”
I just wanted to be prepared for the next time she was ready, which I prayed would be in the morning before she had to leave.
“Okay,” she said again with a smile.
I changed back into my jeans and shirt, slid feet into my shoes and grabbed my keys on the way out. I took the elevator to the main floor and went over to the small, closet size room they called a gift shop. Luckily it was still open and a little old lady was sitting at the counter.
“Hi, can I help you find something?” she asked, like I couldn’t look around the room in ten seconds and see everything in the tiny space.
“Please tell me you carry condoms,” I asked getting straight to the point.
“Oh!” she said, her wrinkled cheeks turning a hint of red. “Well, of course.”
When she pulled out a three pack I almost kissed her.
“Thank God,” I said as I pulled out my wallet.
“Just one pack or do you need more?” she asked with a smile.
“One is fine for now,” I told her. I handed her the money then grabbed up the pack. “Thanks, and have a good night.”
“I probably don’t need to tell you to have a good night with your lucky lady,” she said as I walked out. How fucking awkward.
I quietly unlocked the door and headed back into the room. Elizabeth was still curled up in the same spot where I’d left her, sound asleep. I turned off all the lights and undressed down to my boxers, before pulling back the covers and moving in behind her. Wrapping my arm lightly around her small waist, and breathing in the wonderful smell of her hair, it didn’t take long before I fell asleep too.
Chapter Seven
Elizabeth
I woke up in darkness, lying in an unfamiliar room. Where the hell was I? And oh shit, I was naked with someone's mostly naked body pressed against mine, his arm thrown around me. Tom. That’s right, he’d made me orgasm until I blacked out.
The clock on the nightstand beside the bed said it was five a.m. We’d gotten here around nine, so I’d been asleep almost eight hours. I hadn’t had that much sleep in weeks. After what he’d done to me I couldn’t make myself stay awake, even though I’d wanted him so much. He’d left to go downstairs to get condoms, and that was the last thing I remembered. How damn embarrassing was that.
I had four hours before I’d need to leave for my English exam, and I wanted to spend them here with Tom, making up for passing out on him last night. I slowly slid out from his arms to get out of bed, then tiptoed to the restroom.
The bright light over the mirror woke me up even more. Taking in my disheveled appearance, my hair was a tangled mess, but I looked better than I had in days. The bags and darkness under my eyes was almost completely gone, and after our dinner last night I didn’t look quite as starved as I had.
I took care of things and freshened up, used the mouthwash that was on the counter, and then did what I could on my hair using Tom’s comb. I turned off the light and smiled before heading back to bed still naked.
It was hard to see in the darkness, but it was obvious that Tom's body was a huge sexy mass that took up most of the king sized bed. His broad chest and sculpted arms were uncovered and bare, and I couldn't wait to be pressed against him again. I laid down facing him and slowly slid my arm around his waist so I wouldn’t wake him. I gasped when his arm suddenly pulled me tightly against his hard chest and stomach.
“Hey, I thought you left,” he said, his voice deeper and rumbly from sleep.
“Nope, just went to the restroom.”
“Good. What time do you have to be at school?”
“I’ve got to be there by ten, so I need to leave about nine.”
“Okay, I’ll make sure we don’t oversleep,” he said, placing a kiss on the top of my head.
“I think I’ve had enough sleep,” I told him, hinting at what I was now awake and more than ready to do. I pressed a few kisses across his nicely defined pecs, and smiled when I felt his breathing stop and his body go still. When his hand finally started moving again it headed toward the curve of my bottom, grabbing it and pressing me into his hips.
“Did you find any condoms last night?” I asked as warmth started spreading through my body. My insides clenched at the idea of finally being with this gorgeous man.
“Yes, I’ve got three,” he said as he rolled on top of me, pushing me onto my back.
“Three should be enough for now,” I told him.
His tongue plunged hard and eagerly into mine, simulating what was to come with our lower bodies, and becoming more forceful and possessive by the second.
My hands glided down to the smooth ridges of his sexy pelvic muscles, pushing his boxers down and completely off. Feeling him long, thick and hard was all it took to get me wet and ready. I quickly parted my thighs, making room for him to get to where I had an aching need for him.
I didn’t know anything about this man. I’d only just met him. But being with him made everything else disappear. I didn’t care anymore about his job or why he’d come here. I knew for whatever reason that I was safe with him, and despite where he worked, there wasn't a shred of malice in him. And he was right, I needed a break from life and the grief that had worn me down for what seemed like so long. Tom eased something in my chest and helped me breathe again.
Our kiss became more demanding as our tongues swirled and caressed around each other. I grabbed onto Tom’s muscled shoulders, pulling him to me as I raised my hips up, wanting to feel him inside me. I gasped when I finally felt him pressing against my sensitive opening. He reached down and grabbed his length, rubbing against me until he was sliding smoothly into my tightness. My mouth never left his as he
began thrusting into me, slowly at first before becoming more urgent. I raised my hips to meet each of his strokes, quickly climbing to the point of no return, even though I could tell he was holding back. He felt so good, hitting just the right spot over and over again. I was getting oh-so-close when he stopped and pulled out of me, making me whimper and arch my back in need.
I heard the foil package tear, then his weight returned above me. I ground my pelvis against his hard length.
“Please … now,” I begged him to finish what he’d started, leaving me so close to the edge.
“Give me a second sweetheart. You feel too good. Fuck,” he said, both of us moaning from the intensity of him pushing forward and finally being sheathed inside me as far as he could possibly go. There was no holding back after that as he grabbed and raised my hips, building up the pressure until it burst from me. I was lost to everything but the man inside me, holding me, and surrounding me.
“Oh God, Elizabeth,” he groaned when he felt me tighten around him. Another stroke deep enough to hit my cervix and Tom’s muscles tensed under my hands as he stilled inside me with his own release.
I pulled my mouth away from his, panting as he lowered himself onto me. His head was pressed against my shoulder, his lips kissing me gently there before they went to the side of my neck. His golden scruff tickled me and made me laugh as cold chills spread. That only encouraged him to keep doing it. Moving to the other side of my neck, he made me squirm underneath him a few more times before his lips were back on mine.
“I needed that,” I told him. “I needed you.”
“Not as much as I needed you,” he said.
“Just so you know, I’ve never done anything like this before. You know, sleeping with someone I just met,” I told him, not wanting him to think I went around sleeping with everyone.
“I shouldn’t have started without a condom, but I promise you I’m clean. I haven’t done anything like this before either. And I guarantee this will not be a one-night occurrence if I have anything to say about it.”
“So you don’t sleep with a different woman in every town you stop in?” I asked, and he laughed.
“No. But this is the first town I’ve been in as an actual agent,” he responded as he raised up above me on his elbows. “But now I don’t want to leave it.”
“No girlfriend waiting for you back home?”
“There’s nothing worth going back there for,” he replied sadly.
“Family?” I asked.
“I know this sounds bad since you were really close to your mother, like you should have been, but I don’t care if I ever see or talk to my family again.”
“Why not?”
“The only one I cared for was my father. I know my mother has never liked me, and my older sister and I have never gotten along. Nothing is ever good enough for those people. I’ve never been good enough for them, and even as a grown man they’ve insisted on making all of my decisions for me. Or maybe I let them so I wouldn’t have to listen to them bitch.”
“Oh, wow. That sounds horrible,” I told him as I rubbed my fingertips over the muscles of his broad back and shoulders.
He laughed in response. “It is. It was. But I’m done. I can see in you how much you loved your mother and miss her, and it made me realize what I’ve never had from them.”
“I don’t know which would be worse, loving them so much it almost kills you when you lose them, or never having their love at all.”
“I don’t know either," he said. "But I do know that I really like having you in my bed and I’ll do anything to keep you in it.”
Tom kissed me again, and the other two condoms were put to good use.
The sun shined through the crack in the curtains as I lay on top of Tom, smiling and still kissing him softly as we recovered from our last round. It was a little after eight and I was happy, completely satisfied and relaxed until the hotel phone rang, startling me. Tom’s arms around me tensed but he didn’t make any motion to answer it.
“Do you need to get that?” I asked as I raised up off of him.
“No,” was his quick response.
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, they can leave a message. Probably my supervisor.”
“Well, I think I better get in the shower and get ready anyway.”
“Okay, sure. Can I see you later today?”
“I hope so. I’ve got my exam and then I have to be at work at two-thirty. I should get off around eight or eight-thirty at the latest tonight.”
“Can I come pick you up from the restaurant when you get off and take you to dinner?”
“Um, no, I’ll be at my other job. I work at a grocery store, Golden Gate Foods, usually on Mondays, Wednesday, and Fridays.”
“Elizabeth, how do you do it all?”
“I’m used to it, and it’s not like I really have a choice,” I told him as I climbed out of bed, and the phone rang again. “You probably ought to answer it. They seem persistent,” I told him as I headed for the bathroom. I heard him sigh and then pick up the phone as I closed the bathroom door.
“Adams,” he answered stiffly.
“What?” he asked.
“I really couldn’t care less.”
“Yes, I mean that, and just so you know you’re going to be getting some paperwork in a few days.”
“Take a guess.”
I felt bad for eavesdropping and turned on the shower. The way he was speaking to his supervisor made me think he may really be considering quitting his job. It was still hard to believe he worked for that particular agency. He just didn’t seem like the type of person to be a part of something so wrong and evil.
Chapter Eight
Tom
I hung up on Vanessa's in the middle of her rant, then left it off the cradle so it wouldn’t ring again. I hoped Elizabeth hadn't heard me or understood the conversation. The bitch told me I couldn’t leave her. Right. Like she could stop me now that I'd finally seen the light.
Once I showered, and Elizabeth was ready, I drove her back to her car, missing her before she even climbed out of mine.
“Good luck on your exam, but I’m sure you won’t need it,” I told her as I walked her to her car, then kissed her bye.
“Thanks,” she said with a smile. “So, I’ll see you tonight?”
“Yes, even if it’s just to sleep. You’re going to be exhausted, after such a busy schedule today.”
“Oh, you should probably head to the store for more condoms, because I’m sure I won’t be that exhausted.”
“I can’t wait,” I told her, giving her one last kiss. A kiss I was so lost in that I didn’t hear his approach.
“Well I’ll be damned. You’ve already found her,” Agent Winston said from behind me.
Fuck.
I turned around, keeping Elizabeth behind me. “What are you talking about?”
“Please. You’re really going to try and tell me that’s not the witch? Don’t worry, I’ll give you all the credit. And I’m close to finding her brother,” he said.
He had no idea how close he was to finding her brother. A young cocky looking man, a few inches taller than Elizabeth, with her same auburn hair but shorter, and only slightly more masculine facial features had walked quietly out of the restaurant and was approaching us. Winston had no fucking idea.
“Winston, I hate to tell you, but the people I talked to yesterday said neither of them have been seen since the mother’s accident.”
“Bullshit. Adams, you’re dumber than I thought if you’re actually going to sacrifice your career for a piece of ass." Winston's gun appeared in his hand quicker than my eye could follow. "Although, she is a heart-stopper. But what will your wi-” he was stopped mid-sentence when the young man nailed him with something on the back.
“I’ve been told I’m quite the heart-stopper myself,” the man that had to be Elizabeth’s brother said. At the same time Winston grabbed his chest, and fell to his knees. I heard Elizabeth’s gasp from behi
nd me.
Her brother stepped around Winston’s struggling body casually, as if it wasn’t even there.
“Liz, mom just died in a fucking car wreck and yet you decided to keep me up, worrying I was going to get another late night visit? The next time you decide to stay out fucking a strange man at least call and let me know you’re not coming home. If you had, I would’ve told you that these fuckers had found us.”
“Jason?” I asked.
His eyes narrowed and his jaw clenched as he looked me up and down while twirling a vial in his fingers.
“Jason, what the hell did you do to him?” Elizabeth asked moving out from behind me.
“Liz, get in your car and get the hell out of here. Now,” he growled.
“No. Not unless you promise me that you’re not going to do anything to Tom.”
“To be so smart, you’ll awfully stupid, Liz. He’s only using you before he turns you in.”
“No he’s not. He told me last night that he’s an agent, and he’s not going to turn us in.”
“Of course he’d tell you that, I just can’t believe you actually fell for it.”
“Look, I’m not using Elizabeth, and I swear I’m not going to turn either of you in. But right now we need to move fast to clean this up before someone comes along,” I told him, nodding to Winston who was now lying face down and unmoving on the pavement. “Elizabeth, go to your exam, and forget about all of this, okay?”
“Jason, promise me,” she said again.
“Fine,” he blew out a breath.
“Give them to me,” she ordered, holding out her palm.
“Liz, they’re too dangerous,” he said shaking his head.
“For me, but not for you, right? Give me the fucking vials,” she demanded and he finally relented. Reaching into his pants he pulled out another glass vial to add to the one he’d been twirling, placing a blue one and a green one in her hand.