Highway Don't Care (Freebirds)

by Vale, Lani Lynn

  It was still dark out, and I glanced at the clock to see that it was a little after three in the morning. Turning back to her, I framed her face with my big hands.

  “I’ve wanted to be inside of you for forever. Nothing compares to the feeling of being inside you.” I said to her, flexing my hips up into her once more.

  When she let out a small whimper, I took that is my cue to start moving harder. When I couldn’t reach the desired depth, I pulled her off my cock and set her gently beside me on her knees. She looked beautiful like this too. Underwear askew, only giving me a tiny peak at what I wanted. Pulling her underwear down to her knees, I left them there so she would have to keep her legs tight together.

  Taking my cock in my hand, I struck it against her pussy once, and then did it again when she moaned and pushed back against me looking to bring me inside of her.

  “You want my dick back, baby?” I asked, smacking her clit with the head of my cock.

  When she didn’t answer, only moaned, I rubbed her clit with the head, back and forth, until finally she called out to me.

  “Please, Gabe.” She pleaded.

  “Please what, amorzinho?”

  “Please, Gabe. Please, fuck me.”

  “Such a dirty mouth on you. But it will be my pleasure.” I said before slamming back inside of her.

  I fucked her long and hard. I gave each pump of my dick everything I had to give. Over and over again, I went balls deep, hitting her cervix with each thrust.

  “I’m close. Oh, God.” She said.

  “Not God baby, just Gabe.” I said, pumping my dick in and out.

  Then a thought occurred to me, and I froze.

  “Are you on birth control?” I rasped.

  “Yes!” she keened.

  Worries alleviated, I started to pound into her again. In and out. In and out.

  Suddenly she peaked. The walls of her vagina clamped down on my dick with a force I’ve never experienced before. It was as if she wanted to hold me inside of her and never let go.

  I wanted that too, but my climax didn’t care. A zing shot down my spine and seemed to settle deep in my balls before I exploded. My come shot into Ember so hard that it literally took my breath away. I squeezed my eyes shut and pumped through it until it finally ended. I gave her hip a firm squeeze before pulling out of her and flopping down onto my back panting.

  “My god. That was a-fucking-mazing. Can we do it again?” Ember said from beside me.

  She was flopped down onto her stomach, her panties still down around her knees, and her shirt rucked up to just under her breasts. Her hair was flying all around her, and she was smiling from ear to ear.

  “I knew it would be like that with us. I knew it. Why the hell I waited so long to go after you, I don’t know.” I said to her, kissing my way down her spine. My lips brushed lightly over the gauze so I didn’t hurt her.

  “Oh, I think that the buildup was what made that so explosive. Just give me a few minutes to get my bearings, and I’ll be ready for round two.” She said.

  Then her eyes closed, and she was back in la la land.

  Figures. At least I knew that I could have her again anytime I wanted her. Yes, I would just rest my eyes here for a few minutes and catch my breath. Then I would wake her up and start that whole beautiful process over again.

  Chapter 4

  Love is the feeling you get when you like something as much as your motorcycle.

  -Biker Truth

  Ember

  One week later

  I awoke to lips and a prickly beard running up the inside of my thigh. I was on my stomach in the bed. Somehow, I was naked, even though I specifically remembered putting underwear and one of Gabe’s t-shirts on. I didn’t sleep naked. I felt like if there was an emergency in the middle of the night, that I damn sure would have a clean pair of underwear and something covering my boobies.

  Speaking of covering my boobies, his hands slid in between the bed and my breasts. He massaged and kneaded them, plucking at my nipples. He ground his erection into my ass, mimicking thrusting. I buried my head into the pillow and groaned. My god, we’d been going at it like bunnies for a freakin’ week, and yet I still want him just as much if not more than I did the first time.

  “Wake up, meu anjinho. You have to be at work in an hour, and I have plans for you before you go.” He said gruffly.

  I pushed my butt up against him, and he groaned in pleasure. Taking my hips in his rough grip, he pulled me until I was on my knees, face still in the mattress. We always seemed to end up in this position for some reason, I liked it deep and rough, and this way made it to where Gabe could take me roughly. It was also the way I slept. Therefore, when Gabe woke me in the morning, it was how I was situated when he first started. We’d did this two and three times a day, and we both knew what positions worked the best for us.

  Gabe was everything I could ever want and more. He knew how to work his rock hard body. He also knew how to work mine. I’ve had two other sexual partners, and neither one could even hold a candle to how hot he made me.

  His cock abruptly slammed into me from behind. A squeak emerged from my throat at the suddenness, but that didn’t deter him. He pounded his cock into me, but pulled out a minute or so later and flipped me over to my back. Lifting my right leg over his shoulder, he positioned himself at my entrance again, sliding home with one smooth slick thrust. My leg was plastered to his rock hard abs and chest. His dog tags swung with each thrust of his body, making clinking sounds that sounded like music setting the tempo for our lovemaking.

  He leaned down, took one of my nipples between his lips and sucked hard. My body arched off the bed, trying to get closer to his mouth. My leg was wedged between both of our bodies, and Gabe’s cock was bottoming out inside of me. He released my nipple from the suction of his lips with an audible pop, and leaned back so he could watch his cock enter my vagina. He reached his hand down and rubbed the entrance of my vagina where his cock was sliding in and out. He let the tip of his finger slip into my entrance, and the added fullness set me off like a rocket.

  He gave a few more hammering thrusts and then came himself, shooting into me in hot thick pulses. He stayed inside me while we caught our breath. He slowly shrunk inside me, pulling out reluctantly a few minutes later. His come slid out of me. He watched it the entire time, while it trailed out of my vagina, past my anus, and pooled beneath my butt on the sheets. Reaching down, he used the side of his index finger, gathered some of my wetness, and rubbed it back up until he reached my clit. I jumped from the sensitivity, and then moaned because surprisingly it still felt unbelievable. Normally I was too sensitive, but he knew just how to work me.

  He continued to rub and flick until I had a second orgasm, arching my spine and throwing my head back. Dropping my leg to his side, he leaned in and gave me a chaste kiss on the lips.

  “Mmmm. Now that is how I like to start my morning.” He said kissing me softly before heading into the bathroom.

  The shower turned on a few seconds later. I glanced at the clock realizing that I had a little over forty-five minutes until I needed to be at work. Hmmmm. I decided to rest my eyes for just a few seconds more.

  I woke up for real the second time. It was to a hand clamped around my ankle with an unbreakable hold dragging me down the bed. Asshole. I only wanted fifteen more minutes.

  “I’m up!” I screamed into my pillow, which I’d managed to hold onto through my rough treatment.

  “It’s ten till we need to leave. You need to get your ass in gear. I’ve got a ton of shit to get done today, and I need to drop you off on my way, so let’s get going.” Gabe said while giving my ass a smack and leaving the room.

  Heaving an exasperated sigh, I rolled out of bed, and took a quick shower. I threw my hair up into my usual messy bun, swiped on some mascara and deodorant, and then went in search of clothes. Finding some clean ones at the end of the bed, I pulled on a pair of fold-over capri yoga pants, an ancient shirt from my junior ye
ar volleyball team, and my hot pink tennis shoes. Perfect.

  Being an athletic trainer really worked well for my style of dress. I wasn’t expected to dress up, and tennis shoes were a required accessory when you needed to get places in a hurry. When I was in high school, I was at a volleyball summer camp prior to my senior year when I tore my ACL. It was a horrific experience. I still remember trying to put weight on my bad leg and walk off the court when the top of my leg went one way and the bottom went another. After about six months of recovery and therapy, I found my calling.

  It also didn’t hurt that I could wear what I wanted to. With the help of the trainer at my high school, I started down a path that found me where I was today. I graduated from a local Baptist college, ETBU, four years after I graduated high school. Then I found my dream job, in the town that I grew up, and close to my only family, Max. Now Gabe was here too, and that made my life all the better.

  There was a bothersome gang that kept putting a damper on things, but I knew that Gabe and Max would figure this out. As long as I was safe and did what I was told, I knew that I would be okay.

  Rushing outside of the room, Gabe was nowhere to be found. Assuming he was outside, I grabbed my bag and phone, and then ran out the door. There he was, on his death machine. Today he was wearing dark washed jeans with a red plain cotton t-shirt. Ray-Bans covered his eyes, his black hair was pulled back with a bandana, and he was just reaching for my helmet when he spotted me. He grinned broadly and patted the bitch seat at the back of him. Smiling inwardly with glee at that beautiful smile, I dashed towards the motorcycle and hopped on the back, wrapping my arms around him tightly.

  “Ready!” I said excitedly.

  I loved this bike, and it made my day when I get to ride on the back of it with him. The ride was so free and exhilarating. I loved how my hair became a tangled mess around my face. I loved the way my stomach would turn and flip when we went around a tight curve. I also loved how when Gabe revved the motor it would make my whole body feel like I touched a live wire. Gabe loved to do that. He thought it was hilarious that I would squeal in excitement.

  We were just about to take off when I saw Max come out of his place and turn to walk towards his bike. I tapped Gabe on the shoulder and got off sprinting in the direction of Max. When I got close enough, I launched myself onto his back, wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. Max started to flip me off his back almost instantaneously, but I held strong, clinging like a monkey and started giving him big smacking kisses on his cheek. I made sure to put extra drool into them for good effect.

  “You are such a fucking weirdo. I swear I don’t know how we’re related.” Max said shaking his head in exasperation.

  Laughing lightly I let my legs and arms go, dropped to the ground, and took off running towards Gabe. He had his head back laughing when he noticed Max wiping the slobber off his cheek. Taking in his expression made my heart feel light. It wasn’t often that I got to see him smiling and carefree. He was always in such a dark mood, and it made me wonder about his past and secrets. I knew he would tell me in time, but for now, it still bugged the crap out of me not to know.

  “He’s gonna repay you one of these days, and don’t come hide behind me when he does. I don’t want my ass kicked, please.” Gabe said to me.

  He handed my helmet to me and then gunned the engine, taking off into the early morning air.

  We arrived at the campus in record time. He pulled right up to the back doors of the gym, and got off. He pulled his helmet off, hooked it on the handle and then extended his hand to me. Grabbing it, I climbed off, and then did the same with my helmet. There were a few students milling around, and they’d all stopped and stared at Gabe. The girls were all glassy eyed while the boys were all looking at him with envious eyes. Guess riding a motorcycle made you popular with the jocks.

  Gabe was oblivious to the stares. He was taking in the new security system, walking around watching while the cameras moved to different angles every thirty seconds. Grabbing my hand, he walked with me up to the gym door that now had a scanner to get in. He held out his hand and I gave him my school ID that was attached on a lanyard around my neck. He slid my card and the little light beside the panel glowed green. The door clicked open and we went inside.

  “My office is –“I started to say when he interrupted me,

  “I know where your office is, Em. I was the one who installed a lot of the security. There’s a camera in your office, by the way, so don’t do anything I wouldn’t do. On the other hand, if you do want to do something like that, let me know so I can pull up the feed. I have this all hooked into my phone, and it’s also fed back to the compound.” Gabe said as we arrived at my office door.

  He used a code to get me into the door and closed it behind us. Surveying the office with critical eyes, he walked up to the window and peered out. Then walked back to the desk and pulled the desk drawer open.

  “Your panic button is right here. If you even think you need to use this, use it. If you have a feeling that something is wrong, then use it. It’ll notify all of us, but it also sends a direct phone call to the KPD. Remember what we talked about last night. You do not, under any circumstances, go outside. You stay in your office or the training room. Don’t wander around. There’re plenty of students around here who would give a left nut to do something for you. Use it. Call me if you need anything. I’ll be back around four to pick you up.” He said quickly before kissing me, and then exiting the office.

  Shit.

  Ω

  The day started on a good note, but by the end of it my head was pounding, my back was aching, and I was in a foul mood. I still had two hours to go when I decided to stop for the day. I was tired of whiny kids not doing what they were told. They treated this as a teen hangout, and that was not what this place was. This was a place for healing and relaxing. One certain jock wasn’t taking the hint, and I finally called campus security on him to get him removed. Closing and locking the doors of the training room, I made my way slowly back to the office.

  Pulling out my phone, I started to text a message to Gabe for a ride when I bumped into something solid. Looking up I spotted one of my favorite students. I started to smile at him when I noticed the deep regret in his eyes.

  “What’s wrong, Kale?” I asked him.

  Kale was of Native American descent. He had the coal black eyes, long black hair, and a wiry lean body. He would be gorgeous in another couple of years.

  Kale took so long to answer that I started worrying that something was really wrong. Now he was looking down at his feet. Reaching my hand out, I grabbed his hand and gave a small tug.

  “Kale?” I asked again.

  His look told me he was agonized about something. Finally, he seemed to come to a decision, reached into his pocket, and pulled out a white envelope handing it to me. He pulled out a blue bandana and walked away. What.The.Fuck?

  Opening the letter, I read it and then re-read it again.

  Ember,

  I know that you trusted me, and I wish I could’ve been worthy of that trust. I am the one who told the Blue Skulls about you. I didn’t know what else to do. They have my little brother; he’s only ten. Last week they made him help beat an old lady. I can’t get him out without getting back in myself. I never would’ve believed when I left them that they would recruit him. I got to get him out. I’m gonna watch out for you as best I can. I’ll give you everything I got when it’s safe. Forgive me.

  Kale

  My breathing turned sporadic, and tears stung my eyes. That poor kid. Poor baby. Oh god.

  Reaching for my phone, I whipped it out and dialed Gabe’s phone number. It rang three times before he picked up.

  “I’m outside, come to me.” Gabe answered, and then hung up.

  Hands shaking, I made my way outside; the sun blinded me as I pushed the door open. Gabe was there straddling his bike, but quickly jumped off and was at my side as soon as he registered the look on my face. Ga
be’s hands went around me, and I buried my face into the muscles of his chest. His dog tags dug into my forehead, but the pain wasn’t registering. I was numb.

  “What happened?” he asked.

  “Kale sold me out!” I cried.

  Taking my head in his hands, he pulled my face out of his chest and wiped my tears with his thumbs.

  “One more time.” He said.

  “Kale, my most beautiful and promising student joined that gang. And he sold me out!” I said handing him the note.

  He took the note out of my hand, and scanned it. He reread it and then folded the note up, shoving it in his back pocket.

  “This could be a good thing, Ember. I know you don’t like that he did that to you, and I sure as fuck don’t either, but we could use this to our advantage. We can get some information next time I corner him and question him. He could have kept this from us, so I think he wants to help. Because if this got back to the Skulls that he did this, he would be dead. It wouldn’t be a nice death, either. These gangs are crazy as fuck.” He said to me gently.

  “I know. I just can’t believe that this was who started this for me. I brought him food, I gave him rides home, and I picked up his brother and him when their car broke down. I even took the little brother to his pediatric appointment when he broke his arm!” I said.

  “We’ll figure this out, bebê.” He whispered into my hair.

  When he said things like that to me in Portuguese, it made me all tingly inside. My heart lightened a little from its heavy feel. Gabe made me feel things, things that I haven’t felt since I was a teenager, right before my parents died in the plane crash.

  “You make me feel alive and whole again; I haven’t been right since my parents died. I feel like I’m slowly getting back to my old self. I can put on a good front, smile and act happy, but it’s been a long time since I have truly felt happy. I know we’re in a shitty situation, but you being here makes it all okay.” I whispered to him while burying my face into his neck.