by Ford, Mia
That was when I felt it.
On the back of my neck I felt Joe’s hard bulge pressing slightly into me. He was ready for me. Oh, I’d longed to see that big, thick cock of his. Was he finally going to show it to me?
Joe bent over me then, tilted my head towards him and kissed me hard on the mouth. His tongue wasted no time in penetrating my mouth and wrestling my own tongue into sweet submission, finishing by sucking hard on my tongue which elicited another level of passion from me.
Suddenly, Joe leaned over, put his left arm under my legs and his right arm around my waist. With the greatest of ease he hoisted me up and carried me upstairs to my bedroom, closing the door behind us with his foot.
He then dropped me onto the bed and stood there in front of me for several seconds, the look of desire in his eyes was almost wicked. It was beautiful. It was hungry. It was primal.
“What do you want?” Joe asked, teasing in his voice.
I moaned. “Oh, I want it all,” I said.
I was throwing caution completely to the wind. I wanted this more than I’d ever wanted anything and nothing was going to stand in my way of achieving it. I was going to have Joe Simpson.
“Take off the rest of your clothes,” Joe ordered.
I smiled and paused a moment, teasing him back, before removing my skirt and then the panties beneath, kicking them both off the bed to the floor.
“Good,” Joe said.
I loved how he was ordering me. It was done in a playful, but forceful way. The role playing was sexy and something I hadn’t ever done before. It was exciting.
Joe stood there a few moments before he slowly began to strip off his clothes, starting with his shirt. I’d seen him in his fighting uniform before so I was fairly used to seeing his ripped muscles and bulging chest, but it was nothing compared to seeing it in person right in front of you knowing that you were about to have it all very soon.
After his shirt Joe unbuckled his pants, and let them drop to the floor. He was standing there now in a pair of black, sleek, tight fitting underwear. I could see his bulge, growing thick and hard in front of me. He seemed to be teasing me, possibly testing me to see how much I could take.
Finally, Joe smiled and removed his underwear.
There it was. Joe’s big, thick, beautiful dick was right in front of me. I felt a shiver wash all over me. I was possibly wetter than I’d ever been. With Joe’s massive size he was going to need every bit of that moisture, that was for sure.
“Oh, come here,” I said.
“I’m not sure you are worthy of it yet,” Joe teased.
I felt the anger growing inside of me. The passion would not be denied.
“I said get the hell over here!” I growled.
Joe smiled widely.
“Yes, ma’am,” he replied.
He sauntered towards me cockily, practically swinging his big dick in his thick hands. He was going to enter me hard. I knew it. I took several deep breaths to prepare myself for what would be the most amazing experience of my life. It was just one of those things you were certain of.
Joe bent down suddenly and buried his face in my wet pussy. The surprise sensation of his tongue on me was a huge shock to my system and I couldn’t stifle a loud gasp. My tight, hardened, and fully alert clit was on fire with the passion he was unleashing on it.
His mouth was hot and wet, his wetness mingling with my own. He seemed to be savoring my flavors, as I almost willed my juices to flow into his mouth. I wanted to become one with this man in any way possible in that moment of heightened passion. Logic and reason were out the window. It was all about flow and sensation. I had to have this.
“Fuck!” I gasped as I felt a huge charge of semi-orgasmic pleasure erupting within my system. Oh, I was going to come big and very soon.
I decided to take a bit of initiative then. Joe loved to tease and at this rate I was going to go insane before I ever got to climax. It had been building up for too long for me. I felt like if I didn’t have the release right then my entire body might explode and I might never regain my sanity.
Grabbing Joe’s thick hair I pressed his face deeper into me, burying his mouth into my pool of excess lust. He seemed shocked but only for a moment. Quickly, Joe adapted and grabbed my hips to both hold on and to gain some control. He pulled me even closer to him, his hands moving around to my ass cheeks then.
As he licked up my sweet honey he rubbed my ass with both hands, moving occasionally over to play with the crack, even more than once grazing my asshole. The idea was tempting, but I wasn’t sure I was quite ready for that yet. But the thought that it could happen that easily was so erotic.
“I’m going to come!” I moaned.
I felt it. There was no way to slow it down. I didn’t want it to come this fast, but I had a feeling that I was going to be having more than one orgasm tonight.
Then it happened.
My entire body tensed up, my legs wrapping around Joe’s head and squeezing his face into my flowing pool of sex as I blasted off with my climax. The orgasm rocked me from my head to my feet sending my toes curling up into the bottoms of my feet.
It was several seconds before my body began to relax with the aftershocks of the orgasm. As I tried to calm down from it I became aware I was sweating profusely. My whole body felt drenched. I was drained, my breathing coming in short, gasping spurts, trying to catch up with the recovery of my body.
My sweet, wet pussy was almost aching now from the remnants of the mind-blowing orgasm I’d just had.
Joe pulled back right then, my juices glistening over his mouth and chin. A satisfied smile on his face.
He stood up and began stroking his still very hard dick in his hand.
“Alright,” Joe said. “Now, that we are warmed up…”
Without another word Joe grabbed my hips and in one quick motion flipped me around. He quickly moved me into the doggy style position and before I even knew it his hard cock was all the way inside my recovering, still very wet, and still very tight pussy.
“Ahh…” I moaned, but it came out almost more as a squeak. My breath was catching in my chest, my abdominal muscles were cramping under the pressure of the intensity that my body kept getting pulled under.
And it was beautiful.
“You like that?” Joe growled seductively in my ear.
He was pumping harder into me with every single grunt of his animalistic lust.
“Yes!” I managed to push out.
“How long have you been thinking about this?” Joe asked.
“Too long,” I said.
“Yeah, good things happen to those who wait…”
I loved it when he talked rough and dirty to me. It made me feel that he was in control, but I loved that. I’d always been the type of woman who prided myself on being in control of myself and my life, but at a time like this it was fun to just let go and let someone else take the wheel. I knew that Joe would always take me to someplace special.
And that was exactly what I needed right now. I didn’t need to be made love to. I didn’t need to be romanced. Right now I just needed to be good and fucked.
Joe slapped my ass hard, the stinging imprint of his hand jolting through my lower body. Oh, it felt good. I deserved a good spanking.
“More…” I said.
Joe complied quickly slapping my ass even harder this time. The vibrations of his slaps echoed through me pinging off the sensation of his hard, thick member pounding my pussy with increasing intensity. It was phenomenal.
I knew I was going to come again soon. I welcomed it. My body was spent. I wanted to do more, but I was worn out completely. The emotions of everything that was going on, plus the overload of sensation from what might have been the perfect man in my eyes, was too much to take.
“Are you ready?” Joe asked.
“Yes!”
I was too. Joe’s cock was getting even harder now. I knew he was about to let loose into me and I welcomed every single drop of him.
“AAAGGGH!” Joe groaned.
He was pounding hard into me now. It was almost painful, but he was so caught up in the intensity of this sweet moment that I didn’t dare flinch. I took it like a champ and I would have asked for seconds if I could have.
His hot seed blew into me in a massive wave. I felt it moving deeply inside of me as if being blasted out of a rocket. Joe was thrusting so hard now that my body was bouncing up off his cock, some of his come spraying out of me in the process.
Joe grabbed my hips harder and pressed me against him so that I couldn’t move while he finished pumping the last part of his sweet load as deeply inside of me as he could.
This act of control and dominance triggered my orgasm which had been building hard for several minutes.
“Shit!” I groaned as my body released, the climax taking over in a massive ocean of pleasure washing all over my body.
Joe was still holding me in place and I let my hands collapse under me, my face crashing into the soft pillow burying my cries of passion and bliss.
He continued to pump into me with every last drop of strength he had for a few more moments until he collapsed on top of me and rolled to the side totally exasperated.
The two of us lay like that for a few moments just trying to catch our breaths before looking into each other’s eyes and erupting in laughter.
“Wow,” Joe said.
“That sums it up,” I replied.
It wasn’t long before I fell asleep. When I woke up I was in Joe’s arms.
That was the only place in the world I wanted to be.
* * *
The thoughts of the night’s blissful sex were still rolling through my mind as I took my afternoon jog. Joe had woke up early that morning and later went to his place to change and head to work. We promised to see each other for dinner that night. I could hardly wait, practically counting the hours.
Last night was both the best and the worst night of my life. It was strange indeed when those two things came together that way. I would have been up all night crying and wallowing in my sorrows if it hadn’t been for Joe. He really was like some kind of a knight in shining armor come to take me away from my problems, or at least help me deal with them. Sometimes no matter how strong you are you need some help and I was learning that there was no shame in asking for help. I was becoming comfortable with it.
After Joe left I worked on studying my class notes to prepare for school that day. It was a lighter day where I only had two late morning classes, so I was looking forward to a bit of a break to relax before Joe came over. I wanted to be as fresh and present as I could be for him. Plus if we ended up in bed together again then I wanted to make sure my strength was where I needed it to be.
I giggled at the thought. When I texted Janie about it, her head practically exploded. I agreed we’d have a girl’s night soon and I’d tell her everything about it all. She needed to get a boyfriend, badly, I thought.
I usually went jogging early in the mornings, but since Joe was there I ended up sleeping a bit late and we had a nice talk together. I was now so glad that my mother had decided to stay with her sister instead of with me. I somehow thought she knew that Joe and I had a thing going on and she didn’t want to be in the way.
The afternoon had grown hot and the Arizona sun felt like it was melting my skin about twenty minutes into my run. I was used to the heat before but being away had kind of lowered my tolerance for it, which is another reason I liked to get my jogging done early and out of the way.
So about twenty minutes in I decided to head back and just do a longer jog tomorrow morning to balance it out. I’d been doing this for years as a great way to relieve stress and to stay in shape. It really helped my mental clarity and focus and I was very dedicated. Cutting it short was going to make me feel guilty, but falling over with heatstroke would probably make me feel worse.
I was almost back to Ronnie’s when I noticed the dark SUV parked at the curb. It took a moment to compute who it was and by the time I realized it I couldn’t get away.
The moment I turned to run the other way two large men, members of “The Cobras” stepped out of the alleyway blocking my way.
They did not seem at all pleased to see me.
“Gina, relax,” the voice came from behind me.
I turned back around to see Victor Silas standing there with another man I recognized but didn’t know by name. As far as I could tell the other Cobras did not speak so much.
“What do you want?” I asked, trying to hide the fear in my voice.
Victor laughed.
“It’s not what I want, it’s what you want,” Victor said.
I hate it when people speak in riddles.
“Actually,” Victor continued. “It’s what your brother wants.”
I wanted to rip this man’s eyes out. I wanted to shout that I knew who he was and that he set my brother up. This son of a bitch was going to pay. I was going to make sure of that.
I just didn’t know how yet.
“What?” I asked.
“I need you to give your brother a message for me,” Victor said. “Can you do that?”
“I’m not telling him anything,” I replied. “You can go tell him yourself.”
“Ah, you see where he is just isn’t a positive environment for someone like myself. I don’t see spending much time there doing any good for me.”
I laughed. “That afraid of jail? Wow, I thought you were supposed to be some big shot.”
Instantly I cringed at my slip of the tongue. My brother and I both had the Breyers family tongue. We often didn’t know when to shut up.
Victor’s face seethed with rage for a second as if I’d slapped him. I might have been better off if I had.
Then he smiled that same snake oil salesman smile and continued his rant.
“That’s funny,” Victor said. “But this is not. This is actually a very serious matter. You tell your brother that he had better confess to the robbery and the murder or else. If he even thinks about breathing one word about “The Cobras” involvement… well, I think it would be tragic if he had some unfortunate accident while inside jail.”
“You coward,” I said.
“No, I’m a businessman,” Victor said. “I have guys inside who can do anything I want done. They’d jump at the chance. And plus you know that I have guys on the outside who can do unpleasant things to you and your mother. If Ronnie wants to keep you both safe then he’d better play ball. Otherwise I’ll kill you both, and I’ll have him killed.”
I was frozen in fear. No one had ever threatened to kill me before. And this threat came from a man that I knew was a cold-blooded killer. I couldn’t breathe. My legs were stiff, my thighs aching. I wanted to run away as fast as I could but I couldn’t have moved no matter what.
“So, will you give him that message?” Victor asked sweetly.
He pulled a small pack of gum from his pocket, opened a piece, and popped it into his grinning mouth dropping the wrapper to the ground. I glanced down at the package in his hand. It was an unusual brand called Black Jack gum. I wasn’t sure I’d ever seen it before.
It was enough of a distraction to get my mind back on track so I could try to communicate back to him.
I swallowed hard and then nodded. My voice wouldn’t utter a word.
Victor lightly brushed back a hair from my forehead.
“Good,” he said quietly. “You’re a real dear.”
He nodded to his gang and they all piled back into the SUV. In a flash they were gone.
It took me several moments to calm down enough from being threatened with actual death from the Devil himself. As I walked home in a fear-induced daze, my head spinning a million miles a minute, the fear became physical and tears started rolling down my face.
By the time I got home I was a crying mess. What was I going to do? If Ronnie didn’t lay down and quit resisting this we were all going to be murdered. If I told Ronnie what happened, if I gave h
im that message there was no question in my mind that he would do what Victor wanted.
And he would spend his life in jail. He might never see the light of day again.
But if I didn’t tell him then we were all as good as dead. There was no winning here.
No, there was no light in the darkness. It was all just pitch black.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Joe
“I’ll kill them,” I said.
I was livid. I couldn’t think of a time when I’d ever been so enraged or actually wanted to kill someone with my bare hands before in my life.
When I came over for my dinner date with Gina I could tell something was wrong. It wasn’t easy prying it out of her but eventually she broke down and told me about her encounter with Victor Silas and “The Cobras” that afternoon.
They’d actually threatened the woman I loved and my best friend. Not to mention their mother and possibly their father too. There was no telling where their reach of madness would end. And knowing what I did about Victor Silas I knew he meant every single word. The man was relentless, and he did not lose.
“You can’t go after them,” Gina said.
“I have to do something,” I snapped back. “The cops can’t do anything about this guy, well then we have to take matters into our own hands. That’s just the way it is sometimes.”
“You aren’t thinking straight,” Gina said.
I stopped pacing the floor and stared into her sweet, beautiful face. She was full of concern and care for me. It was startling to see how scared she was. I couldn’t stand to see her like this.
Maybe she was right, though. I needed to let a cooler head prevail here and think this through. I had to calm down. This was no time for me to go off with a head full of steam. That had never worked well before. And it sure as hell was not going to work here.
“Dammit!” I yelled. “I just feel that I have to do something. The thought of these pigs coming at you that way…. I just want to…”
