Rage Against The Machine: Special Edition (Dan & Chloe Book 1)

by Flamank, Nathan L.

  He waited, his now clammy hands making her ass slick with sweat, his arousal had vanished and watching Chloe’s face he felt dread seeping in to his body.

  Watching Chloe he could see that she too was no longer feeling like she was only moments before. Dan could see on her face the struggle she was in, trying to tell herself to relax but he knew that she was just as wired as he was.

  Chloe finally managed a smile. ‘You need to hear this message Dan but first I want you to promise me something.’

  ‘Let’s hear it; I presume its Rufus.’

  ‘Yes, but promise me Dan.’

  ‘Promise what?’

  ‘Promise me that once you’ve heard the message that you’ll do what I tell you to.’

  ‘How can I without listening to the message; just give me the mobile.’

  Chloe’s face hardened and she suddenly shouted, ‘Just fucking promise me Dan!’

  ‘Okay, okay,’ he soothed her, ‘Chloe I promise.’

  Chloe struggled to calm down, he could see the torment in her face, and his insides started to twist and squirm; whatever he was about to listen to had really shaken Chloe.

  ‘It’s not pleasant Dan, but you need to know the sort of man that we’re dealing with here.’

  She handed him the mobile phone; her hand visibly shaking.

  He took the phone and accessed the message.

  Chloe watched Dan closely as he listened to the message. His body went rigid, his face turned a shade of red she’d never seen before, veins broke out at his temples and his eyes began to burn with an inner rage. He was being consumed by a fury full of righteous fire; she had never seen anyone look so angry; it was as if the gentle man that she had grown quickly to cherish had been possessed by a vengeful spirit from the darkest recesses of man’s history.

  Perhaps there was more to Dan that she had at first initially thought; there was something in his eyes that scared her to the core. Chloe quickly wrapped her legs behind his back and locked her feet and prepared herself.

  Dan finished listening to the message and dropped the phone on the bed and tried to lift Chloe off of him. His whole body was shaking; endorphins pulsing through his veins.

  Calmly and quietly Dan said, ‘Chloe get off of me, he’s a dead man; I’m going to rip his head off.’

  The softness of his voice not only surprised Chloe, it scared her. She had expected him to go off into a frenzy of shouting but his quietness scared her; scared her far more even than the sick message that she had just listened to.

  ‘Please let me up Chloe. I don’t want to hurt you but if you don’t get off of me I’ll pull you off of me. Everything’s changed now Chloe, please, let me up.’

  Chloe bit her lip and held his face between her open hands, he tried to shake his head free but she dug her fingertips in; unconcerned about hurting him, the consequences of letting go, of allowing him to rush off to confront Rufus in his current state of mind were too great to risk letting him leave the room.

  ‘Listen to me Dan,’ Chloe whispered.

  ‘No Chloe,’ Dan said and suddenly the rage did erupt from within him. ‘He’s a dead motherfucker!’ Spittle sprayed across her face but she didn’t care. Dan grabbed her thighs and he tried to push her backwards off of him, his fingers dug in to her flesh hurting her but Chloe ignored the lancing pain. She wasn’t going to let him go no matter the pain he caused her.

  ‘Listen Dan, please, you made me a promise.’

  He struggled to stand up with Chloe still wrapped around his waist, her hands still held his face. Dan succeeded in getting to his feet and Chloe pushed herself upwards and into him; momentum took over and Dan fell back on to the bed.

  ‘For fuck’s sake Chloe, this isn’t a goddamn game, fucking get off of me!’ he roared; finally the creature that he had buried years before began to resurface; a shark circling in the depths scenting blood in the water, he could feel the blood roaring through his arteries as a red mist began to descend over him.

  Chloe, scared of him for the first time did the only thing that she could think of; she slapped him as hard as she could across his face with her right hand. Dan’s head rocked back; his bottom lip split open from the force of the impact.

  Chloe realised that she was crying; huge tears spilling down her face.

  Whether it was the result of the slap or seeing the tears spilling down Chloe’s face Dan slumped back on the bed and Chloe struggled to pull her legs free. She lay on top of him; her huge breasts crushed against his chest.

  Dan was breathing hard; the beast within momentarily silenced.

  Chloe’s tears dripped down on to his throat and Dan looked at her, slowly the rage left his eyes and he looked at her chest. ‘I can see your tits baby.’

  Chloe moved backwards and sat on his stomach; he could feel the wetness between her legs on his uncovered stomach and she wiggled her hips grinding her wetness in to his skin more. Chloe slipped her dress down her shoulders and pushed her breasts together. ‘Is that better still?’

  Dan laughed.

  Chloe wiped at her tear-streaked face and sniffed, she looked at him and could see that the rage in him was caged once more. Just who is he? Chloe mused.

  ‘I’m so sorry Chloe, I’m so sorry; what have I got you mixed up in?’

  Chloe smiled, ‘Not you; fate.’ Chloe saw the blood running from his split lip, ‘I’m sorry too, I didn’t want to hit you.’

  Dan managed a crooked smile; his tongue circled his cut lip. ‘That was one hell of slap.’

  Chloe smiled, ‘I didn’t mean to hit you quite so hard but you were consumed with rage; I didn’t want you running off after Rufus, you’d make a mistake and we would pay the price for it.’ She emphasised the word ‘we’, making it clear that they were still a team.

  Dan reached up to cover her up and she slapped his hands away.

  ‘Fuck it Dan, just listen to me.’ She reached down and smoothed his face; her thumb ever so softly wiped the blood from his lip. ‘Remember what Rebecca told us; by not running, by not fearing him that we have a chance of beating him, so, please stay with me and together we’ll see this thing to the end, wherever that may be.’

  ‘Okay Chloe, you win, but its time that I took charge of this, there are things about me that you don’t know, that you couldn’t from the short time we’ve been together. It’s time the tables were turned.’

  ‘Fine, but we’ll do it together; as a team,’ Chloe replied.

  Dan slowly began to relax and Chloe knew the danger had passed when his hands snaked under her dress and stroked at the soft flesh between her legs. Chloe moaned softly.

  ‘What have we stumbled in to?’ Dan asked. He moved his fingers and slid one inside her wetness and Chloe bit her lip as he pushed it in deeper.

  ‘We’ll worry about that in the morning,’ she breathed, ‘Right now you have a promise to keep.’

  Dan slipped another finger in alongside the first one.

  ‘I’m not sure I’m in the mood to fuck,’ he said teasingly.

  Chloe laughed, ‘Who said I wanted to fuck, that’s not what I wanted, that’s not your promise to keep.’

  ‘Then what is?’ Dan asked as he pushed a third finger deep up in to her and Chloe cried out in pleasure.

  ‘Just lie with me, sleep with me and forget about the world beyond these four walls.’

  Four fingers.

  ‘Is that possible Chloe?’

  ‘I don’t know but I want you to sleep with me, I want to be wrapped in your warm embrace, tomorrow we’ll face reality, Rufus and what needs to be done about him.’

  His fingers worked at her spot and she knew it wouldn’t be long before she came.

  Dan smiled, ‘Only if you make me a promise.’

  Chloe smiled, her breathing growing heavier, ‘What’s that?’

  ‘Keep your stockings on.’

  ‘Whatever you want baby, whatever you want; but baby if you make me come in the next ten seconds I’ll wear them whenever and wherever y
ou want me to.’

  They woke up at the same time; a little before 7am, the sun shining through a gap in the curtains. The band of light ran in a narrow rectangle the length of the bed. Apart from Chloe’s hold-ups they were naked, the sheet was down around their hips and they were spooning; Dan’s groin pressed up close against Chloe’s ass.

  The heat of his cock felt nice against the coldness of her buttocks and she wiggled her ass and felt his cock stiffen.

  Chloe reached back and guided him in to her, she pushed back feeling his cock slide in to her until he was buried tight in her wetness.

  ‘Mmm that feel so good,’ Dan mumbled sleepily.

  ‘Uh-huh.’

  They made love, slowly and without talking. Dan held her breasts gently as she took control of their love-making; pushing back on to him before sliding forward. She repeated this until he gripped her hips and thrust deep and she felt his cock spurting deep up inside her.

  Afterwards she rolled over, she felt his come trickle out of her and slide down the crack of her ass where it pooled on the cotton bed sheet.

  Chloe made a “yuck” sound and rolled on top of Dan, her long hair cascaded down over his face and she kissed him.

  ‘Morning.’

  ‘Hi-ya,’ Dan replied. ‘That was nice.’

  ‘Mm-hum,’ Chloe mumbled and rolled ff him and got out of bed. She bent down and unrolled her stockings. Dan’s eyes settled on her glistening cunt and he said, ‘That’s a nice view.’

  Chloe stood up straight with the hold-ups in her hands. ‘We need to shower, then we eat and then we formulate a plan of action.’

  ‘With you looking like that I’ll go along with anything you say.’

  Chloe headed for the shower.

  ‘Chloe?’

  ‘Yes?’ She stopped by the bathroom door and leant against the doorframe, she put a hand on her hip.

  ‘We’ll be okay, you know that, right?’

  She walked back to the bed; a naked goddess and kissed his forehead.

  ‘Yes I know that.’

  Half an hour later and Dan was showered and dressed, he was wearing clean jeans and a fresh shirt. Chloe was sat on the bed with a large pink towel wrapped around her body.

  ‘Are you going to get dressed?’

  ‘In a minute, can you go and get us some breakfast while I dress; I’m starving.’

  ‘Sure, what do you fancy?’ Dan asked.

  ‘Anything really, I’m not fussy.’

  ‘You’ll stay in the room?’

  ‘Yes Dan.’

  ‘Okay, I’ll be as fast as I can,’ Dan said, he grabbed the room key and his wallet off the dresser. He stopped at the door and looked back at Chloe.

  She looked up from the carrier bag she was rifling through and did he see a hint of guilt in her eyes, she looked like a child caught with their hands in the proverbial cookie jar.

  ‘What?’ Chloe asked.

  ‘What’s in the bag?’ Dan asked. ‘You didn’t show me that one last night.’

  She closed the bag. ‘Nothing, what did you want?’

  He decided to let it go, whatever was in the bag was of no real importance, he hadn’t bigger things to worry about, he had too much to do with too little time to do it in. In his head a plan was forming.

  ‘I don’t want to come back to any more surprises.’

  Chloe smiled. ‘No?’

  ‘No, my heart couldn’t take it.’

  ‘Okay.’

  ‘Promise?’ Dan said with a grin on his face.

  ‘I said okay, now go; I’m starving here.’

  Dan left the room and secured the door behind him. Chloe opened the bag and her face lit up. ‘You’ll like this surprise baby,’ Chloe said to the empty room.

  Dan located a payphone and made the call that he should have made hours ago. He should have made this call the minute that he had first slipped Rufus, but if he had done that then the chances were that he would never had met Chloe, and that he wouldn’t change for anything.

  He dialled the number from memory and it rang twice before being answered. A voice that he hadn’t heard in a very long time said, ‘Who is it?’

  Dan took a deep breath and then spoke. ‘It’s me.’

  A brief silence, then; ‘Well fuck me, you’re the last person I expected to hear from.’

  ‘Yeah, well I never expected to be calling you but I need your help.’

  ‘My help?’ Spoken with sarcasm. ‘You need my help, well isn’t that a turn up for the books.’

  Dan gripped the handset and gritted his teeth. ‘You owe me Terry, you do remember don’t you?’

  A brief silence, then; ‘Yes I remember Dan. What do you want from me?’

  ‘I need some tools.’

  ‘Tools? What are tools?’

  Dan lost any pretence of politeness. ‘Look Terry, if you want to fuck around then I can tell you exactly what I require from you, but on an open unsecured line, in your area of work is that really wise. Can you fucking help me or not?’

  ‘Relax Dan, I’m just fucking with you, what sort of equipment do you need?’

  ‘Bring a selection, and bring some heavy-duty pieces too.’

  ‘Okay.’

  ‘And I need a car, one that’s clean, I don’t want to worry about the boys in blue pulling me over; something fast and I need some cash; ten grand ought to do, the money I’ll pay back when this is all over.’

  There was laughter down the line. ‘Hey while you’re at it why don’t you take the shirt off my fucking back?’

  ‘Fuck you Terry, can you help me or not?’

  Silence on the line. Dan didn’t want to be the first to speak. He scanned the area around the motel; it was all clear.

  Finally Terry broke the silence. ‘Yeah I can help, where are you?’

  ‘Heathrow; a Hammond’s motel.’

  ‘I know it, what room?’

  ‘269. When can you be here?’ Dan said as he fed more coins into the phone.

  ‘Give me ninety minutes.’

  ‘Okay.’

  ‘Dan, this makes us even; right?’

  ‘It makes us even, thank you Terry.’

  ‘Yeah well...’

  Dan put the receiver back in its cradle cutting off Terry. He only had an hour or so and he had a lot to do before Terry turned up. Dan wondered what Chloe would make of Terry, how would she react to his past? So many questions would be brought up and so many answers that he didn’t know how to give.

  Chloe finished getting dressed as Dan pushed the door open. She turned around; her skirt sliding back down her thighs, had he seen? She saw that Dan was carrying several hopping bags, a small suitcase with the tags still attached and a paper-bag; a McDonald’s logo splattered across it.

  ‘McDonalds for breakfast?’

  Dan closed the door behind him with his foot and put all the bags on the bed, he handed the paper-bag to Chloe.

  ‘It was the best I could do; coffee and doughnuts, we’ll get some proper food once we’re out of here.’

  Dan looked at Chloe, his eyes running up and down her petite frame and he smiled, ‘I told you no surprises.’

  Chloe was slightly annoyed and it showed in her voice, ‘You don’t like?’

  ‘Yes I like, very much, but we’ll have guests soon.’

  Chloe was wearing the black crocheted bikini top under a black chiffon shirt which she had left unbuttoned so that her breasts were on show whenever she moved around. Barely covering her ass was a short pleated black skirt that recalled to Dan’s mind Britney Spears’ first video from a lifetime ago. The black hold-ups were very sexy and he liked the fact that he could see some of the patterned tops as she moved. Chloe also had on a pair of black knee high boots; all-in-all she looked incredible, she’d turn heads wherever she went. She’d tied her hair back with a thin pink ribbon, the colour contrasted with the blackness of her hair.

  ‘Do you want me to change?’

  Dan actually thought about saying yes, that she should change
in to something less intoxicating, but the look on her face made his heart break. She was just a young woman trying to look her absolute best for him and here he was annoyed that she wanted to surprise him by looking sexy.

  Dan shook his head and smiled. He walked over to her and suddenly grabbed her and lifted her up. Chloe let out a squeal of delight and wrapped her legs around his waist.

  She was so light that it was no effort for Dan to hold her with just one hand under her, his free hand flicked her skirt up revealing her stocking tops and he was surprised to see that she was actually wearing a pair of knickers; black and lacy and very sexy. They were cut to cling to the shape of her ass.

  ‘Knickers! Blow me!’

  She laughed, ‘If you want me to.’

  Dan spun around before letting her slide off of him; she kissed his mouth before she stepped back.

  ‘Unfortunately we haven’t the time.’

  Chloe opened the paper-bag and helped herself to a doughnut; she licked her fingers clean once she’d devoured it. She picked up one of the coffee cups and took a sip. ‘Who are we expecting?’

  Dan bit his lip nervously, he was unsure how much to tell her right then. ‘A face from my past, he can help us.’

  Chloe sat on the bed and drank her coffee. Dan began to unpack the bags he’d brought back with him. She was looking at him closely, he seemed different, something had changed in him, it was as if he was in total control, he no longer looked lost or dazed. She liked his new confidence; it revealed another level to him.

  ‘What do you mean an old face?’

  ‘We need help and he’s just the man to help us, he owes me, he’ll be here in about ten minutes.’

  Chloe put her finished coffee down on the floor. ‘Oh shit, what about me? Do I look okay? Should I change, is it too much?’ She quickly buttoned her blouse.

  Dan smiled, ‘Leave the top two buttons undone, and you look fine. You look like you.’

  Dan pulled out a laptop computer from one of the bags.

  ‘Where did you get that?’

  ‘Just now, you’re right you can buy anything at an airport.’ Dan stripped away the packaging and plugged it in to a mains socket; it needed to charge.