by Sara Crest
As he drifted off into sleep I rested my head on his heaving chest, running my fingers over his warm skin. For him I’d wait, when the time was right I knew everything would happen.
* * *
The Jack that woke up beside me just a few hours later almost seemed like a new man. As we walked out to his bike he couldn’t help but run his hands all over my body, grazing them across my breasts and holding firmly onto my hips.
I wanted him so badly, I wanted to feel him. I was ready for him to be my first and he was teasing me for it.
“If we weren’t on the run I wouldn’t let you leave that bed” he whispered into my ear.
“You’re not playing fair” I said feeling his kisses on the back of my neck. “You can’t just tease me and then have me wait.”
“Oh that’s exactly what I’m going to do.” He picked me up, effortlessly holding me in the air before kissing me and plopping me down on the back of the bike’s seat. He hopped on the front and started up his bike, laughing in joy when the engine roared and we sped out of the parking lot.
Our sleep schedules were terrible, since we fell asleep at about midday it was almost the evening already. We were driving in the direction of the now setting sun, it almost felt like we were chasing it.
“We should make a stop” he said yelling into the wind.
“A stop? Where?”
“Kansas City, I knew a few people there that I haven’t seen in a long time.”
I felt so inexperienced compared to him, he had his whole life to make connections and experiences. My life experiences were just truly starting, it made me feel inadequate, how was I supposed to keep up with him?
I shook those thoughts out of my head, I had to stay positive, I knew I could do this I just had to have the right mindset.
“That sounds great” I yelled back, partially covering my mouth to make sure that bugs didn’t fly in.
I thought back to the few places I have been, the places that dad had allowed me to go really. Outside of Chicago I had gone to New York City once as a young teen, but with my father I was only allowed to see a museum. He had gone there to speak with a few heads of the Italian Mafia over their push into his territory in Chicago, he was so confident that they’d come to an agreement that he felt it was safe enough to bring me along. The only thing I remember about that trip was his blinding rage when they didn’t give in to his demands. It was one of the many times that I was grateful that I couldn’t speak Russian anymore, even the words that I didn’t understand haunted me for months.
There was also Miami, the first and only time I ever got to step foot on a beach, to see the ocean, to hear the waves crash on the shore. Another major Russian mob had their basis in Miami, somehow their Don and my dad got along well, sometimes I think he was the closest thing my dad ever had to a friend. I was 17 at the time, dad brought me along because he wanted to show me off to their Don’s 19 year old son. I remember how terribly he treated me the few times we were alone, the things he said to me. It was when I realized I wanted a man who would treat me right. Before Jack he was the only man who I ever spoke to in a private setting. My father was once dead set on him and I being together, I never knew why his desire for us died but I was relieved when it did. Even the beauty of the beach couldn’t cover up the foulness of that boy.
That was it, those were the only places I had ever been. I couldn’t even imagine all the places Jack had gone, all the people he had met. I couldn’t wait for him to tell me all the stories he had, and I couldn’t wait to one day be a part of those stories.
Chapter Seventeen
(Viktoria)
I saw the lights of the city over the horizon as we chipped away the miles. It was a few hours to midnight and to be that close to our first destination felt so good. It felt like we had really accomplished something.
For awhile we were the only ones on the highway, racing towards the city all alone. Then I started to hear something in the distance, a light buzzing noise that I thought was just in the back of my head.
The buzzing became louder and louder to the point where I knew it wasn’t just in my head, it was loud enough that I could clearly hear it over the wind. I came to a realization, one that made my heart skip a beat.
I turned around and saw at least a dozen bikers all following us, gaining on us with every passing second. They all wore masks and bandanas to hide their identity.
I tried to yell to get Jack’s attention but we were going so fast that the wind overpowered my voice. I shook him and tapped hard on his back but it was too late. The bikers sped up to us, completely surrounding us with no escape in sight.
“Oh god why did I do this, why did I run away from home? I should have known we would be caught. Who knows that they’re going to do to us.”
My thoughts were racing at a mile a minute, how could we come this far and still be caught?
They began closing in on us, getting closer and closer while forcing us to slow down. They led us to the side of the road, forcing us to come to a complete stop before circling around us with their bikes.
Jack stood up from the bike, I reached out and tried to grab him to hold him close for protection but he was just out of reach.
One of the bikers circling us broke away from the circle, coming inside and pulling up next to us. He was wearing a helmet, a bandana, and goggles that hid his face completely. I tried to make out the words on his patch but it was too dark even with the lights from their bikes.
Jack stood strong as the biker dismounted his ride and slowly walked towards him, I searched around for any chance to use for our escape. I didn’t want to go back, I don’t think I could handle it, if I had to fight alongside Jack I would. The man took of his helmet and tossed it aside to reveal a messy head of hair, I looked at Jack to try and read what he was going but to my astonishment I saw a smile on his face.
I looked from him to the other biker and then back to Jack, I had no idea what was going on. Then, to my disbelief, Jack gave the biker a big bear hug.
They started laughing and patting each other on the back while the men that circled us began to slow down. The biker took off his goggles and pulled the bandana down from his mouth, smiling and laughing as he embraced Jack.
“Haven’t seen you in years man, part of me thought I’d never see you again!” he said stepping back and getting a good look at Jack. “To think I thought you were from a rival MC, I was about to knock you off that bike and show you a real good time.”
“Ezekiel you son of a bitch you practically gave me a heart attack, is that any way to greet your old friend?” Jack said taking a couple deep breaths in relief.
“Yeah I always did like scaring the shit out of you” Zeke said running his fingers through his long and tangled hair.
“Well you outdid yourself this time, where the hell did all these guys come from?”
“Started my own club Jack, the KC Outlaws. Things have changed since you left here brother. You should swing by our old watering hole and see what I did to the place.”
Zeke leaned over and noticed me for the first time. “Who’s this little lady?” he said walking over to me.
I was still shaking too much to even respond, I was in a weird limbo between shaking from fear and laughing over how things had just turned out. After a few breaths I was able to calm myself with a smile and introduce myself but just as I opened my mouth Jack cut me off.
“Don’t worry Zeke I’ll give you two a real introduction later. You didn’t think I would come all the way back to KC and not say hello did you? You’re the whole reason I made this detour.”
“Well you two swing by when you’re ready, really looking forward to it” Zeke said showing his toothy grin. He got back on his bike and howled, his entire gang started their engines in unison and began speeding back onto the highway.
“Don’t forget it’s the same bar we used to go to wayyy back, you won’t even recognize the place Jack.” Zeke revved his engine and sped back onto the hig
hway to rejoin his gang as they all disappeared off into the distance.
“Sorry about all of that” Jack said taking a seat back on the bike. “Ezekiel can be a crazy son of a bitch sometimes.”
“Why did you say you’d introduce me later, what was wrong with then and there?”
“I haven’t seen Zeke in a long time, I have no idea who he’s affiliated with or if he works for someone. If I gave him your real name who knows what might have happened. By the time we go and visit later tonight.”
At this point I was just happy that I wasn’t being dragged off by their biker gang back to my dad, Jack could tell them I was Marilyn Monroe for all I cared. All I knew was that I was about to go one full day since escaping from Chicago, and that my bond with Jack was growing and growing.
* * *
(Jack)
I wish I could have had some time to prepare everything. I wish I could make everything perfect but that just wasn’t an option.
I remember I paid my landlord a few years in advance so he better have kept the place nice for me, back then I was barely 20 years old and had more money than I knew what to do with. Figured I pay in advance so that I’d always know that I’d have a place locked down for a few years where I could stay if things suddenly took a turn for the worst. Not to mention the landlord was one of the few people in my life I didn’t mind giving money to, back when I was a teen he let me sleep in the rooms he hadn’t rented out yet. He helped get me through some hard times.
I hadn’t been back here in years and now I was bringing her home with me.
When we got to the building I immediately noticed a change, the old man certainly kept busy, looked like he did some renovations.
“Where are we?” Viktoria asked, getting off the bike and looking at her new surroundings. To her it must have felt like a world away from Chicago.
“I used to live here, a couple years back. Feels like a lifetime ago now that I see the place again.”
She stopped in her tracks for a moment “wait, won’t the Iron Horses know to look for you here if this is where you’re from? If I was looking for someone I’d assume the first place they would go is back home, back to somewhere familiar.”
“Baby you don’t think I’ve thought that far ahead? If I hid money from them you better believe I hid where I was from too.”
“Okay, as long as they won’t find us here” she said breathing a sigh of relief.
We walked upstairs and found my apartment door, thank god he didn’t change the locks because my old key still worked.
When I walked into my apartment it was like stepping into a time machine. Yeah I could see the old man made a few renovations here and there but for the most part he left my place untouched. Everywhere I looked I was reminded of all the dreams that I had, where I thought I’d go, what I thought I’d do. I thought that bike was my gateway to freedom, I don’t know where I strayed from that path.
Viktoria walked up beside me and I put my arm around her, kissing the top of her head as he looked around. To her I must have seemed like a slob with all that stuff laying around there for years.
As I looked around I began to get upset, even though she didn’t have her freedom with her dad at least their place was nice. In fact their place was better than mine in every way, how was I supposed to live up to her standards?
I ran my hands down her body to her hips, picking her up so that she wrapped her legs around my waist. We looked into each other’s eyes and she smiled at me, every time she smiled at me she made me feel like everything was alright.
“I wish I could give you more, no matter where we go I don’t think I’ll ever be able to give you a place better than this.”
She laughed, a soft laugh that echoed throughout my mostly empty apartment. “Jack I don’t care about any things that you give me, I want to be with you because of who you are. I want to be with you because you saw how hurt I was inside and pulled me out of that life, I want to be with you because for the first time in my life I can’t stop smiling. I want y-”
I kissed her, I kissed her harder than I had ever kissed her before. She ran her fingers through my hair and squeezed her legs tight around my waist. I was ready for her, I was ready to really take her as my own.
I carried her into my bathroom making sure not to break our locked lips before setting her down on my counter.
I reached into my walk in shower, turning the water on hot and letting it warm up as I returned to Viktoria. Zeke always did rag on me for wasting money on a walk in shower, but I knew I bought it for a reason.
I pulled up on Viktoria’s shirt, tossing it aside before kissing her again. I reached behind her and began unhooking her bra before reaching down to her pants, tugging them down until they were all the way off.
Now was when the real fun was going to begin
(Viktoria)
In that moment I wanted him more than anything in the world. I wanted him to take me, to fill me up, I wanted to feel him deep inside of me. I wanted this to be so good for him that no matter what happened he would never forget this night.
I helped him lift his shirt up over his head, tracing my fingers all over his body. He tossed his t-shirt aside as the bathroom began to fill with warm steam.
As we kissed I slowly ran my hand down towards his crotch before unbuckling his jeans and slowly unzipping them.
I kissed him deeper and deeper, letting my hands go into his unbuckled jeans and feel the thickness of the base of his cock.
He let his jeans fall to his ankles before kicking them off, pulling my hands away from his cock and pinning them against the mirror behind me. Even when I tried my best to free my hands I couldn’t do it, he easily and effortlessly overpowered me.
He let go of me, stepping back to slowly take his boxers off. I watched as he teased me, inch by inch he pulled it down, his cock slowly beginning to reveal itself.
Then he let it drop to the floor, his cock sprung up fully hard and pointed right to me. My jaw nearly dropped when I saw him, his cock was nearly half the length of his thigh. As he stroked it precum began forming at the tip before dripping down onto the bathroom tiles.
He grabbed me by my hand and pulled me to my feet, he brought me close to him and his cock pressed firmly between our two bodies. He grabbed my ass, hooking his thumbs around my panties. With one hand he began pulling them down off of me, with the other he firmly spanked and gripped my ass, pulling me into him every time he got a good grip of me.
For the first time in my life I stood there naked in front of another man, I couldn’t think of anyone else I’d rather give my body to.
He pulled me into the shower with him, closing the door behind us. The hot water pooled on the floor, warming my feet before circling down the drain.
Warm steam surrounded us, its moisture beaded on our bodies before running down the crevices of our skin.
His hands were rough, he grabbed and groped my ass and tits as I slowly ran my hand down his core towards his cock. I took a deep breath and grabbed it, It was so thick that I couldn’t wrap my entire hand around it, I felt it pulse in my grip as I began to stroke it back and forth.
He pushed me back towards the wall and held me firmly against it by my neck. His fingers pressed against my throat as he kissed me, the hot shower water rained down on our heads as our bodies pressed against one another.
His hands went from my throat down over my breasts, past my hips until he reached my thighs. He pulled me up and pressed me hard against the wall, my legs wrapped around him as he reached down and gripped his cock.
He leaned in and kissed me on my neck before putting his lips right to my ear, the head of his cock just an inch away from my pussy.
“You’re gonna take everything I give you.”
Before I could even nod I felt the tip of his cock entering me, I took deep breaths as I began taking him in inch by inch. A mixture of both pain and pleasure shot throughout my body as I squirmed against his cock, struggling to take it all. I bit
my lip and felt him sliding himself into me, he was taking me for his own and deep down I was loving every second of it.
Finally I felt him pressed up against me, to my disbelief I had take it all, I breathed a sigh of relief as what little pain that was left was quickly replaced by the pleasure from him filling me up.
“Good girl.”
He slid his cock almost completely out of me before thrusting back in, I gasped as he began to thrust deep into me again and again. Every one of this thrusts filled me, each one was a new experience that gave me more pleasure than I had ever felt before. I squeezed my legs around him, digging my nails into his wet back as he took me again and again.
He held me in the air by hip thigh with just one hand, his other hand quickly found its place back at my throat as he squeezed me just below my jaw to stifle my moans.
Steaming hot water ran down both of our bodies, his thrusts echoed in the shower as I felt the passions and desires of a man for the first time. Even with his hand tightly around my throat he couldn’t silence all of my moans, every time I closed my eyes I could feel every inch of him taking me again and again. I was practically clawing at his back each time I moaned, I never in my life thought that a man could make me feel this good.
He pulled out, teasing me with the head of his cock pressed against my pussy. I reached down and grabbed his cock with both hands, trying to coax him back into me by tugging lightly on his cock and trying to pull him in with my legs.
He looked deep into my eyes, I tried to reach up to kiss him but he moved his lips away from mine with a slight grin.
“Jack please…” I moaned, wanting to feel him inside of me again.
“Oh do you want something?” he said sarcastically, rubbing the tip of his cock against me but making sure I couldn’t pull him in.
“Oh you know exactly what I want” I whispered back at him.
“I want to hear you say it” he said squeezing me tighter around my throat.
