Bringing her hand up to the thick head of Matt’s stiff shaft, she stroked it slowly. It got the pulsing throb of hot blood pumping and she clung on tightly as she made his hard cock jerk around in her hand. She spread her legs wider still as a stiff touch dug inside her and inhaled sharply when it slid deeper. It made her start squirming again and she thrilled to the stroking touch of fingers pumping in and out of her slick pussy.
The foreplay grew more intense as they played with each other until Matt was consumed by a hunger for more. It was him that dragged the covers off them and Brigitte glanced down to the sight of his hand pulling from between her thighs. The room was only lit by the glow of the television screen, but it was enough for her to see the glisten of her pussy on his fingers. It excited her and she was in no mood to let go of his cock.
Matt let her continue playing for a few seconds more before knocking her hand away. He easily flipped her over on to her belly and she closed her eyes when he straddled her body to sit down on the very top of her thighs. She wriggled around as his erection settled against the crease of her ass and let out a sigh at the strong, kneading touch of his hands on her shoulders.
“You should try being a masseuse,” she teased him.
“Maybe I will,” he replied and forced his stiff shaft between her ass cheeks. “Is this the way all the girls would want their massage?”
Brigitte let out a muffled laugh as she forced her face into the pillow. The touch of the hardness rubbing on her puckered skin was deliciously immoral and she pushed her ass up against it. The breath stuck in her throat when Matt swept her blonde hair to the side to expose her neck. He leaned down to caress his lips on sensitive skin and she pushed her face further into the softness of the pillow to drown out her whimpering moans.
His tongue flicked out to lick down the curve of her spine before he straightened up. It was the tips of his fingers that brushed gently on exposed skin next and a strong shiver tickled the nape of her neck. His touch slowly traced lower to get to her ass before coming all the way up again. It was mouthwatering and the flush of wetness between her thighs was unstoppable.
Brigitte used a hand to sweep her hair out of the way and Matt took the invitation to lean down to more kisses. They explored her neck and shoulders to carry her up on a swell of arousal that was truly exhilarating. When the weight lifted from her body and her hips were grabbed, she knew what was happening and didn’t resist. In seconds, her ass was high in the air, with her face still buried in the pillow. She was all too aware of her lover moving close behind and gasped when his erection rubbed against her ass cheeks.
It was now her that craved more and she eagerly worked a hand between her thighs to grab his swollen shaft. It enabled her to guide the tip to her wet opening and she pushed back to take it inside. Her groans were muffled as he thrust forward to finish the job of burying his full length deep inside then circled his hips to grind his body against hers.
“Keep doing it,” Brigitte urged.
Forcing the tips of her fingers into wet folds of skin, she touched on her clit and the surge of heat was immediate. She couldn’t believe how close she already was, but could sense the waves of growing pleasure crashing against her to carry her up towards a climax. It made her rub on her clit with firmer strokes to keep building the momentum.
Matt’s grip on her body tightened and the circling of his hips gradually changed to a rocking motion. It fucked his cock in her pussy and made his taut midriff smack on soft, rounded cheeks. The pair of them were caught up in the thrill of the sex and it meant their actions became more urgent as they went after what they wanted.
Brigitte rubbed fervently to torment her erect bud and help take herself all the way. It was impossible to resist the delicious sensations assailing her body and she started to push back to slap her ass against the thrusts hitting her from behind. She winced as Matt’s fingers gripped tighter still and he pulled himself onto her with a hungry passion that sucked the breath from his lungs.
Their naked skin smacked together at an increasingly frantic pace as they gave themselves over to the surging lust that eventually overwhelmed them. It was Matt that lost the fight to keep things going as the tension in his body peaked. He threw his head back as his spine arched and fucked his cock deep as his balls released their load.
Brigitte stroked frantically on her clitoris to get to orgasm as the streaming spurts of cum erupted inside her. The spasms of her pussy made it clamp around a jerking cock that continued to shoot out thick white as she rode the rolling swell of hot bliss all the way up until it was her whole world. She forced her mouth against the pillow to muffle groans that she was unable to hold in. Matt held inside until the last bursts of cum erupted, then slowly fucked his fading erection in and out of her pussy. The pair of them collapsed to the mattress when their passion was spent and held each other in a tight embrace that neither wanted to end.
“I wish the rest of the world would disappear,” she said after a short while.
“Only the two of us then,” Matt replied and stroked her hair as they lay in each other’s arms.
“Yeah,” Brigitte went on in a content voice. “I could live with that.”
“It would be good,” he told her. “I’m not sure your father would approve.”
“He’d likely tell me I was an idiot for being with you.”
“He’d probably be right,” Matt admitted. “Look what I’ve got you involved with.”
“It’s my fault too,” Brigitte told him. “It’s not like you forced me to do anything and there were plenty of chances for me to stop things in their tracks. You didn’t want this to happen.”
“Maybe, but I should have seen it coming,” he went on.
“Too late for that now,” Brigitte responded. “Now you need to get us out of it,”
“I will,” he said.
Brigitte leaned in to kiss him on the cheek, but said no more. Being cocooned in the motel room and lying in his strong embrace after making love felt strangely safe and she didn’t want it to end. It was a foolish notion though and she knew that morning would bring the reality of the situation roaring back into their lives. The sound of birdsong signaled its arrival and daylight began to filter through the curtains to chase away the gloomy darkness. There was no cheer in it, however, and she only opened her eyes when Matt rolled away from her to get up from the bed.
“We might as well get something to eat now,” he told her. “I think it’s going to be a long day.”
Brigitte nodded her head then moved to the side of the bed to stand up. She walked after him into the bathroom and they shared another kiss under a cascade of water. The shower was over in less than a couple of minutes though and they quickly got dressed when they were dry. Matt moved to the door straight away and cracked it open to peer out. Everything looked normal, as far as he could see and he went ahead and stepped outside.
“Should we see if the other two want some breakfast?” Brigitte asked when she followed him and looked towards the door of the next room.
“They might have gone on ahead already,” he pointed out. “If they haven’t, I’m sure they’ll come when they’re ready.”
“Do you think the bar will be open at this time of the morning?”
“Only one way to find out,” Matt said.
He grabbed her hand and they moved past Brett’s car as they headed around the access road. The motel bar was open for business and the smell of food hit them as they walked inside. There were a couple of people already there, but the place was no busier than it was the evening before.
“What do you want?” he asked.
“Scrambled eggs and coffee,” she told him. “It’s all I’ll manage to get down.”
“Take a seat and I’ll order it.”
Brigitte nodded her head and walked to a table near the window to look outside, while Matt went up to the serving counter. A couple of minutes later, he came to the table carrying two cups of coffee and the food was served not long aft
er. She looked at the clock on the wall as she ate to see that it was now after seven in the morning, but there was no sign of the others. It was almost twenty five minutes later when Delores came through the door and walked over to the table.
“Where’s Brett?” Matt asked.
“He’s not really a morning person,” Delores said. “He said if we go around to the rooms at eight, he’ll be ready for us. What’s the food like?”
“Not too bad,” Brigitte replied. “Well, the scrambled eggs and toast were OK.”
“Do you want anything else?” Delores asked.
Brigitte shook her head, but Matt asked for another coffee. Delores turned to walk over to the counter and returned carrying two cups.
“How did you sleep?” she asked when she sat down.
Brigitte suddenly thought of the lovemaking she shared with Matt the previous evening and wondered if they’d been heard.
“Lousy,” Matt said to answer the question. He reached across to take one of the cups and spooned some sugar in it.
“I wasn’t the only one then,” Delores commented, with a wry smile.
“We should be moving by now,” Matt went on in a slightly irritated voice. “We’re wasting daylight and it makes no sense to be hanging around here.”
“Could I at least eat my breakfast first,” Delores replied. “It’s not like we can go until Brett is ready anyway.”
“Is he up?” Matt asked.
Delores nodded her head, but remained quiet as the girl from behind the serving counter came to the table and set a plate down.
“Thanks,” she said and smiled, then returned her attention to Matt. “Brett was having a shower when I left the room, so he’ll be ready to go at eight.”
“We should have been on the road an hour ago,” Matt muttered, but said no more and picked up the cup to sip at hot coffee.
There was silence around the table for a few minutes, with everyone lost in their own thoughts. Delores stared out of the window to a relatively quiet scene. A couple of individuals wandering by on the other side of the road, but she didn’t pay them much attention and assumed they were guests.
“At least there aren’t many people around,” she commented when she brought her gaze inside and saw the other two staring down at the table.
“I wish we weren’t around here,” Matt said.
Brigitte looked at the clock to see that it was now almost quarter to eight.
“Only another fifteen minutes and we’ll be on our way.”
Her words brought the fleeting conversation to an end and the three of them sat quietly, with only a few comments passing between them. The growing tension was something they were all aware of as they remained at the table and it was Matt that eventually got them moving.
“Let’s go,” he ordered when the hands of the clock showed five minutes before eight.
They got to their feet and Delores led the way out of the bar and around the access road to the rooms.
“We’ll get our belongings and see you at the car,” Matt said after unlocking the door of Room 25.
“Sure,” Delores said.
Brigitte followed him inside and moved across to the chair on which her bag was sitting. She looked around the room to check if any of her possessions were in view, but could see nothing.
“Have a look in the bathroom,” she told Matt when she saw him standing near the door.
He walked inside and shook his head when he came out.
“There’s nothing,” he said.
Brigitte nodded before zipping up her bag and slinging it over her shoulder. She followed Matt over to the door of the room and they stepped outside. He let out a quiet curse when he saw there was no sign of the others. Moving to the door of Room 26, he knocked and waited.
“Maybe they didn’t hear,” Brigitte said when she came to stand beside him.
He knocked again, but there was still no reply and his annoyance welled up.
“This guy’s a dickhead,” he muttered quietly and reached for the doorknob to find the room was unlocked.
He shrugged his shoulders when he looked at Brigitte and opened the door to walk inside. She started to follow, but bumped into him when he abruptly stopped.
“What is…”
The rush of terror was intense when she looked past Matt and saw why he halted. The hand clamped around Delores’s mouth to keep her silent was that of the man from her house. There was a knife in his other hand and his voice was sneering when he spoke.
“Don’t stop there,” Lincoln said. “Come all the way in and join the party.”
Matt stepped forward and Brigitte’s dread increased when a hand appeared from behind the door to put a gun to the back of his head and she was pulled inside. The reality of the situation had caught up with them and the terrified panic was impossible to contain. Her breath caught in her throat as the urge to scream welled up. The door barely missed hitting her as it slammed shut and her shock registered when she saw the man holding the weapon.
“Brett,” she let out in a confused voice.
“Fucking bastard,” Matt hissed. “I knew you were trouble.”
Brett let out a condescending laugh as he stepped away from them, but he kept the gun aimed in their direction. Lincoln pulled the knife from Delores’s neck and shoved her between the shoulder blades after releasing the grip on her mouth. She let out a cry as she stumbled and almost fell.
“Shut up,” Lincoln barked.
He folded the blade of the knife into the handle to put the weapon in his pocket. There was a gun in his hand when he brought it out and Matt knew they were in serious trouble.
“Why did you do this?” Delores asked in a frightened voice as she looked at her boyfriend.
“I told you,” Matt let out. “You picked the wrong man to hook up with.”
“Shut the fuck up,” Brett growled as he stepped forward to knock the muzzle of the gun he was holding on Matt’s head.
“Brett,” Delores whined as she tried to control the sobs that started to come out.
“He fucking sold us down the river,” Matt said. “He’s decided to look after number one.”
“I have to admit that’s true,” Brett said and smirked. “You said it yourself, we needed something to offer them to make a deal. Well, I gave them something they really wanted.”
“Me.” Matt said.
“But how did you get in contact with them?” Delores went on in a confused voice.
Brett nodded his head towards Lincoln.
“He sent a text message to Matt,” Brett went on. “We all got the chance to look at it last night in the car on the journey to the motel. The message wasn’t the only thing showing on the screen though, was it?”
“A phone number,” Brigitte said in a scared voice.
“That’s right, darling,” Brett mocked. “Your boyfriend unwittingly gave me a way to get in touch with the men looking for us. I have to be honest and say I was thinking about screwing him over from the moment I walked in my apartment and he put a knife to my throat. When we sat at the table in the bar last night and he mentioned offering them something in exchange for a deal…, it made me think about what the best thing was.”
“So, it wasn’t only a cigarette you were having out back when Delores asked me to check if you were still in the restroom,” Matt said in an angry voice.
The smirk grew wider on Brett’s face.
“That’s right,” he said. “I went outside and phoned Lincoln to say I’d cough up our location…, if we could come to an arrangement.”
“And they were happy to accept what you were offering them,” Matt went on.
“More than happy,” Brett replied in a mocking voice.
“And what about the others,” Matt yelled aggressively. “What about your girlfriend?”
He wanted to make a move on the other man and punch him, but the two guns aimed in his direction meant he couldn’t do it. Brett caught Delores’s gaze and moved towards her.
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��This doesn’t have to be the end for us,” he said in a quieter voice. “We can…”
“Fuck you,” Delores spat out through sobs and turned away from him.
“On the other hand, there are plenty other fishes in the sea,” Brett said callously and let out a laugh.
“These people aren’t going to give you what you want,” Matt said in a loud voice to cut into the other man’s humor. “You’re deluded if you think that. You mean nothing to them and they’ll do to you what you’ve done to us. I told you what Eddie Millar is like. He’s a psycho that will more than likely kill every one of us…, including you.”
“Enough,” Lincoln bawled to bring an end to the talking of the others in the room.
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