The Lucky Bullet

by H. S. Strickland

“If you don’t want to stop, tell me now, because if not we are taking it home tonight, babe.” I whispered huskily.

  “Baby, I want you to make love to me. I want you so bad, my pussy is drenched.”

  My breathing picked up at her statement. I strode out of the living room and down the hall to the bedroom. I threw her on the bed unexpectedly causing her to squeal. I smiled mischievously.

  The smile was wiped clean off my face when Araylia shoved her hands down my pants. She stroked my cock and I pumped my hips in time with her strokes.

  She kissed up my neck again. Her hands on my cock and her mouth on my neck were almost too much, so I ripped her hands out of my pants and tore her shirt down the middle. She looked at me in surprise and I smirked at her.

  I pulled the cups of her bra down and lightly grazed my tongue over her left nipple. She tried thrusting her breasts in my face, begging for more. When she got more frustrated, I drew her nipple in my mouth and sucked on it. She moaned loudly making me want her that much more.

  She took her hands and dragged them down my back and tried lifting my shirt up. I sat up quickly and wrenched my shirt off my head.

  She greedily drank up the features on my torso. Her fingers flew to my abdomen and my muscles flexed in response to her hot touch. If she kept touching me this wasn’t going to last long.

  I took her hands in one of mine and lifted them above her head, trapping them there. She tried wiggling free but I had a tight hold.

  “Leave them there. You move them and you’ll be punished. Yeah?” I said sternly.

  “Yeah baby, just don’t stop.” She replied.

  I grinned and didn’t stop. I sucked her right nipple in my mouth. When I got done tweaking it I blew on it lightly, causing it to pebble even harder.

  I moved down her ribs with my tongue slowly, torturing her. I reached her hip bones and nipped them making her hips fly off the bed. I unzipped her pants and dragged them down her legs.

  I looked up and expected to see a thong, but came to a halt when I noticed she went commando. She opened her legs up, inviting me in. I drug a finger through her wet lips. I kissed everywhere except her pussy, where she wanted my tongue.

  She lifted her hands off the pillow and tried shoving them in my hair.

  “No ma’am,” I said while I lifted her hands and put them back on the pillow above her head.

  “You’ll be punished for that,” I told her.

  “Mason, please.” She begged.

  I drug my finger through her wet folds again.

  “Beg again. Now,” I forced out

  “Mason, baby, please!” She exclaimed.

  “What do you want babe?” I asked, still dragging my fingers through her pussy lips.

  “I want you to eat me,” she replied breathlessly.

  I growled, bent and threw her legs over my shoulders. I drug my tongue up and down her.

  “Oh! Yesss,” she moaned.

  I swiped my tongue faster and found her little bundle of nerves and sucked. I inserted two fingers in her drenched pussy, she clamped down on my fingers and I knew she was ready to come. I bit down on her clit and sent her flying over the edge. She screamed out her release and I slowed down my movements.

  I took my cock out of my pants and sat up on my knees. I stroked my dick and saw Araylia finally open her eyes. She saw me stroking myself and her hazel eyes darkened to a dark blue-green.

  “Touch yourself Araylia,” I growled.

  She shook her head no and closed her eyes. I stopped stroking my cock and took one of her hands in mine. I placed her hand on her breast; she finally started kneading her nipple. I took her other hand and put it on her pussy. She knew what to do and slipped a finger in herself.

  I sat back up and took my pants the rest of the way off. I went back to pumping my dick. The picture I had before me was life-altering.

  Araylia had her head thrown back, eyes clenched shut. Her hand was tweaking her pebbled nipple, while the other was sunk deep in her pussy. I could see her arousal glistening on her fingers when she dragged them out.

  I pumped my dick harder; I was so ready to slide home. I could feel my balls draw up tight at the thought. I reached into the nightstand to pull out a condom; Araylia’s hand flew out and touched my arm.

  I looked down and raised my eyebrow at her.

  “You don’t have to use a condom. I’m on birth control and we’re checked regularly at the hospital.” She told me.

  “You sure? I’m clean too; I make the guys at the office get checked. I take the tests as well,” I said.

  She nodded her head yes. So I slid back down her body and kissed her hard on the mouth before I sat up and opened her legs wider.

  I nudged the head of my cock at her entrance. She moaned and lifted her hips, making my head slip in. I took the hint and grabbed her hips, slowly sinking myself the rest of the way in.

  We both groaned when my cock was fully sheathed by her wet heat.

  I sat still for a moment to make sure I wasn’t going to come. Araylia wanted me to move, she kept tilting her hips up, but I needed a minute.

  When I knew I wasn’t going to come I start thrusting my hips, sliding in and out slowly. Her tight heat felt like it was going to strangle my cock. It felt like torture to go slow, I wanted to pound into her.

  “Faster baby,” she panted.

  I gave her what she wanted and pumped my dick faster. Araylia started moaning, her head was thrown back and her eyes were dark with desire. I knew she was close due to her accelerated breathing.

  I put a hand between our sweat-slicked bodies and massaged her clit. I took her rosy nipple in my mouth. Her breath got stuck in her throat and her pussy starting grasping my cock. She grabbed a hold of the head board and ground down on me.

  I rolled my hips to hit her g-spot and gave her another orgasm. She started screaming my name and it was a damn good thing I lived in the middle of nowhere, otherwise the neighbors wouldn’t have to meet me to know my name.

  I sat up on my haunches and brought Araylia with me. I put her legs on my forearms so I could spread her farther apart and to get deeper penetration. I pumped in and out of her and her cries started building up again.

  “Oh! Baby, just like that, please,” she begged.

  I growled in response. The sight in front of me had me wanting to blow my load all in her pussy. Araylia had her hands on the head board, holding on. Her firm breasts were bouncing up and down.

  As much as it killed me, I slowed my movements. It was time for Araylia’s punishment.

  “Mason! What the hell?” She shrieked.

  I grinned and teased her, putting my thumb to her clit and rubbing. She groaned and rocked her hips in time with my thumb. When her body was giving signals of coming, I took my thumb off her clit.

  “Mason! Stop teasing me, please baby?” She begged again with frustration evident on her face.

  “As much as I love to hear you beg, you’re being punished. I told you not to move your hands,” I told her smirking.

  “I won’t do it again, please just touch me,” she whined.

  “Oh I know you won’t do it again.”

  I started massaging her clit again till she was close. She had gotten so frustrated that she was trying to tilt her hips up to mine.

  When I moved my thumb away for the third time I immediately replaced it with my cock. She cried out and raked her nails down my back which caused goose bumps to appear on my arms. She finally gave in to the orgasm I wouldn’t let her have.

  “Masssooonn,” she dragged out roughly.

  Her pussy clamped down on my dick which spurred on my own orgasm. I roared her name and pumped into her violently. I felt the tingle start in my spine and work its way down to my balls.

  I came down from my high and rested my forehead against Ray’s breast bone. Her hands came up and she ran her fingers my hair. I had never been cared for and Ray was giving that to me. She had given me so much, her trust, heart, body, mind, and soul.
r />   It was a heady feeling to have all of that from her and to give all that back to her. I leaned up to her face and kissed the tip of her nose then gave her lips a chaste kiss.

  “I’ll be right back babe,” I told her as I got off the bed.

  I went to the bathroom that was connected to my bedroom and washed myself up. I came back out of the bathroom with a damp warm wash cloth to clean her up with.

  I went to the end of mine and Ray’s bed; she was lightly snoring so I didn’t bother to wake her up. I swept the cloth up and down her core to get her clean. I threw the wash cloth in the hamper and then crawled on my side of the bed. I snagged Araylia around the waist and pulled her to me. She rested her head against my chest and I played with her hair until I fell asleep.

  I woke when I felt eyes on me. I felt a small hand drawing patterns on my chest, right above my heart.

  I felt a warming sensation take place in my chest and expand. It was a whole new feeling knowing Ray gave herself to me last night. I opened my eyes and turned my head to Araylia.

  “’Morning babe,” I said my voice rough with sleep.

  She jumped slightly and said,

  “Sorry, I was in a daze and I didn’t see you looking at me,” she smiled at me, “Good morning honey.” She finished speaking then gave me a sweet tender kiss.

  “You want breakfast?” I asked as her stomach rumbled.

  “I’ll take that as a yes.” I got off the bed and strode to the dresser to get some sweat pants.

  Before I made it to the dresser I heard a low whistle. I swiveled my head and look at Ray with a raised brow. She blushed and laughed lightly.

  “Sorry honey, you have a nice ass.”

  I walked the rest of the way to the dresser and pulled out some sweat pants while I chuckled at Ray’s comment.

  “Whatever you say babe,” I informed her.

  “I had to let you know,” she said while looking at the floor and trying to hide her smile, “anyway I’m going to take a shower while you cook breakfast.”

  I strode back to the bed and put a knee to it; I kissed the top of her head and breathed in her sweet smell. I murmured my agreement and went to the kitchen.

  I had eggs, bacon and buttered toast on two plates when Araylia came bouncing in the kitchen. Her face was make-up free; I looked down and noticed she was only wearing one of my Marine T-shirts. Her hair was wet and it hung below her breasts. She had a carefree look on her face and she looked as if a ton of bricks had been lifted off her shoulders.

  “You look happy.” I said quietly.

  “I am Mason. You make me this happy,” she told me honestly.

  I was shocked that I could give her such peaceful look and air about her. I felt as if I was finally doing something right, like my life was where it was supposed to be at. That this was my destiny, it may sound stupid and girl-ish, but that’s how I felt.

  I cleared my throat, “What do you want to drink babe?” I asked

  “Orange juice, please.”

  I got the orange juice out of the fridge and poured it in a glass for her. I got water out for myself and sat down at the breakfast bar with her.

  She was halfway done with her food before she asked the question I had been waiting on since last night.

  “So what do we do?” She inquired as she chewed on her bottom lip.

  “For now, nothing. I asked Cade to follow Luke around. That’s where he’s been the last week,” I told her hoping like hell she wouldn’t get mad.

  “Okay honey,” was her reply.

  “Okay?” I asked bewildered.

  “Yeah. I’m not mad like you expected me to be. I know you’re doing everything you can to protect me,” she told me.

  I choked on my bacon and Ray started pounding me on my back. I took a drink of water and looked at Ray in perplexity.

  “I’m sorry. I could have sworn you said you’re not mad,” I croaked out. My throat was raw from choking on my bacon.

  “I’m not. Why is that so hard to believe?” She questioned.

  “Araylia, you are one of the most independent people I know. That alone explains why you should have been mad,” I said.

  “I know when the time is right for me to be independent. Now isn’t that time. This doesn’t have anything to do with being independent anyway; this is about my son, my man, and me staying alive.”

  “Point taken, babe,” I told her as I finished chewing my last bite.

  I got up and walked around the counter and washed my plate while Ray finished her food.

  “So what are your plans today?” I asked her.

  “I’m thinking about turning in my resignation at the hospital,” she told me as she fiddled with her food as if she were nervous.

  “What? Why?” I questioned.

  “I want to be home with Liam more, especially with all of this going on,” she said, handing her plate to me over the counter.

  I could see where she was coming from. She had been protecting Liam since before he was born. She felt she needed to be there for him. I had no problem with it either, I wasn’t hurting for money. I could pay the bills on my own without the extra income.

  “Plus if we stay here,” she looked down at the counter and drew patterns on it nervously, “the hospital is a good hour drive. Maybe I could find another job closer?” She said it like it was a question and she wanted my permission.

  “Ray, if you’re asking if you are staying after everything with Luke is over. Yes you are.” I told her. I wanted Liam and her here with me, even after we caught Luke.

  “Really?”

  “Yes babe, really,” I grinned.

  “Do you want me to pick up Liam while you go to the hospital?” I asked her.

  She got up from the stool and kissed my cheek, “That would be awesome! Thank you honey!” She went to run back to the bedroom but I tagged her around the waist.

  “Kiss.” I told her.

  She got up on her toes and gave me a chaste kiss. She turned to walk away and I slapped her ass. She gave me a glare and I winked at her.

  “Sorry babe, but you have a nice ass. I had to tell you,” I repeated her earlier words.

  She shook her head and continued to the bedroom. I washed her plate and dried it then put it back in the counter. I strode into the bedroom hoping to get a glimpse of a naked Ray. My hopes were dashed when I opened the bedroom door and Ray was slipping on her shoes, the upside was her ass was in the air.

  I sauntered up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist.

  “Are you trying to scare me?” She asked in a tone that meant I had scared her.

  I chuckled and moved the hair off her neck then kissed the back of her neck. I savored the slightly salty taste. Ray moaned and moved away from me.

  “Honey, you can wait until tonight. I have a resignation to turn in and you have a little boy to get.”

  I blew out a breath and grunted.

  “So Mace, where are we going? Where’s my mommy at? Can we go to the park?” Liam fired questions out at rapid speed.

  “Your mommy had to go into work for a little bit. So it’s just me and you bud. We were going to go home but we can go the park if you want to,” I answered all of his questions but not quite as fast as he had fired them at me.

  “Cool! Mom takes me to the park. She likes the swings and I like the slide. It’s my favorite. What’s your favorite?” He rattled off more questions.

  “So your mom likes the swings?” I asked back.

  “Yeah. She says it’s her way of flying,” he told me then took a deep breath, “what does that mean? She can’t fly. She doesn’t have wings. We should get her some wings,” he finished.

  “We can get her some wings if you want buddy,” I told him softly as I looked in the rearview mirror and saw him with a big cheesy grin on his face.

  I wasn’t surprised that Araylia felt like she was flying when on a swing. She craved freedom from her past. She craved the wings to fly away from it all. I could understand that
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  I had unbuckled Liam from his booster seat and helped him down from my truck. He immediately ran to the slide overexcitedly yelling, “Yay!”

  “Slow down, little man,” I yelled to him across the park.

  Liam slowed down but not much. I took off in a jog after him, but before I had gotten 15 feet in front of me I felt a hard tug on my arm and it stopped me in my path to Liam. I turned around to see who had tugged on my arm. As soon as I saw the face I felt my whole body lock down with rage.

  “Give me one reason I shouldn’t kill you right now,” I said as my vision filled with red.

  “You’re with MY son!” He seethed.

  “Damn right I am. You want to know why? Because I actually treat Araylia right. I hold her at night, instead of laying my fucking hands on her. When we fuck, it’s because she wants to, not because she’s forced. And I’m around ‘your’ son because he wants me to be, as does his mother. She knows I’m a good person and that I’m good for HER son!” I told him in a deathly quiet voice. I knew I was just seconds away from killing this fucker. He had no right to be here at this park while my little man was just twenty feet away.

  I looked at the slides and saw Liam still over there. He hadn’t noticed my absence, which I was grateful for. He never needed to see Luke.

  “Well since you guys are so tight, why don’t you tell her I’m not the kid’s father. Make sure she knows I drugged her and let my buddies have a go at her. It’s one of their sons,” he had a stupid smirk on his face, like he had won something for telling me that.

  But as his words sunk into my head, they finally registered. My nostrils flared and my vision was completely taken up with a red haze. I strode right up to him and punched him one time to the temple and he was out cold, which didn’t surprise me considering I was twice his size. One punch wasn’t enough though. I sat down on his chest and swung my fists wildly. I didn’t want to do too much damage but I wanted to empty some of the rage that was built up inside me.

  After I got a few more good punches on him I sat up and took in a large gulp of air. The rage had taken over my body so much I didn’t think I would breathe easy ever again. The only time I ever felt that way was when my parents and sister were killed.