Joe hit the floor flat on his back hard knocking the wind out of him. The man was now free of his grasp as he brought his huge leg down towards Joe’s chest. Joe quickly rolled out of the way allowing the man’s huge boot to crash against the floor. Using this distraction Joe kicked outward hard connecting solidly with his knee and breaking the bones there.
The man cried out in pain as he slumped to the ground clutching his knee. Joe saw the gun lying on the ground beside him and he picked it up quickly and backhanded the assailant upside the head with the butt of the pistol, crushing solidly against his temple. The man’s eyes rolled up in his head and he slumped to the ground. Unconscious.
“Is he dead?” Alicia asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe. We have to get out of here. If he found us his friends won’t be far behind.”
Joe staggered to his feet exhausted from the ordeal and ripped the ski mask off the man lying passed out on the floor at his feet.
“Roland Dean. Just as I thought,” Joe said.
“Who is that?” Alicia asked.
“He’s a hit man who does some jobs for the mafia. He is big, strong, and crazy as hell. They figured he would be able to take us out quietly and since he is outsourced he doesn’t work for the mob per se and would be much harder to trace back to them.”
It took them less than five minutes to pack.
Chapter 6
She was awakened by the sounds of the shower running and she darted upright in the bed, almost falling out of it. She was so tired of hotel beds.
“Careful,” Joe said. He was standing at the door of the bathroom, naked. His muscular body was the most beautiful thing that she had ever seen. Alicia ran her tongue over her lips seductively, feeling the urge deep within her loins. She wanted this beast of a man and she wasn’t sure she could live another second until she did.
Joe’s eyes were locked on hers, inviting the seduction. She felt every cell in her body getting turned on full blast and before she knew it she was following him into the bathroom and stepping into the shower.
The water was hot against, her skin. The steam filling the small bathroom, somehow revving up her own engines even higher as she stood there looking at this immaculate physique right in front of her. Joe was staring at her body as well, a sexy smile spreading across his face. His features were so chiseled that he might have made a career as a male model, if he softened his image up a bit.
But she preferred him this way. He was so rugged and strong, every inch of him a piece of finely toned muscle.
Suddenly Joe grabbed her and pulled her close to him, his mouth was on hers hard. His strong lips were pressing against hers, his tongue darting in and out of her mouth with surgical precision hitting her tongue and drawing it out of its cage.
She felt Joe’s member against her stomach below. It was thick and smooth with a large head. She instinctively grabbed it in her hand and began to massage him, up and down. He moaned as his passionate kisses became more and more intense. She wanted him inside of her right now. She was not sure she could stand another second without it.
She was so wet. She was not sure she had ever been this wet before and her insides were sensitive beyond anything she had ever known. As if reading her mind Joe swiftly inserted two of his fingers inside of her, just edging up to the knuckles of his long, thick fingers. She gasped as his fingers touched her. She felt small vibrations of pleasure starting at her groin and moving out over the rest of her body in a huge wave of sweet intensity.
“Oh, God!” Alicia said. She felt like she was on the verge of a release. So soon? She did not know anyone who had ever made her come so soon. It had never happened before. She had never been hornier than she was at that exact moment before. It was an overwhelming need that went far beyond desire and animal lust. She needed to have Joe’s huge thing inside of her. She felt that the pleasure and the total lack of self-control right then would drive her insane and she was not sure she would be able to return from it.
As if sensing that she was absolutely could not wait another second, the pain was too unbearable—Joe hoisted her body up and gently lowered her on to him. His huge fleshy, member penetrated her tight slit slowly as his strong arms gently lowered her whole body down with perfect control.
He was fully inside of her now. Alicia felt her body explode as the climax hit her.
“AHHH!” She could not hold back the gasp of intense pleasure. He had barely entered her, but he had triggered the finish that had been building up inside of her.
Joe waited until the aftershocks subsided and then he began to thrust hard and deep inside of her. Her overly sensitive mound of moistness was aching to be set free from the onslaught of pain/pleasures. Alicia could hardly breathe as Joe set about to methodically bring on another round of shockwaves of lust ripping through her body like bullets.
With every thrust she felt her body stretching to the highest capacity that she was able and then back a bit to her normal state. This give and take felt like some wickedly twisted and wonderful tug of war. It was the back and forth motion that she was not able to get enough of.
She was going to finish again soon. She knew it. Alicia wrapped her arms and legs tightly around Joe’s big body and held on for dear life as he set about to pump her harder and harder. He was hitting her against the back of her inner wall now, but not hard enough to hurt. Somehow he naturally knew exactly how much to do to keep her at the height of pleasure.
“OH GOD!” Alicia groaned as another round of climax roared through her groin, sending tingles of pleasure up into her stomach and back down again as if she were on the most amazing roller coaster that had ever been invented.
Joe hoisted her off him right then and flipped her around. Before she knew what he was going to do he was firmly pushing her head down so that she was now almost touching her fingertips to the bottom of the shower, but her ass was held high up in the air.
He entered her swiftly, going even deeper than he was able to before. She felt almost like she had another mini finale, but not quite there. Each and every thrust felt that way. Was it possible that she could come a third time? No man had ever been able to get her off that many times in a row. But if anyone could, it would have been this man.
“Oh, that’s it baby. God, you are so tight,” Joe said as he grabbed her hair and pulled it harder, just to balance out the pumping away at her bottom that he was focused on.
Alicia found that this sent a shock of lust and desire rolling into her body and she found herself pumping back just as hard in perfect harmony and time to Joe’s thrusts. He was so deeply inside of her.
When she first saw his member she was not sure that she could even fit it inside of her, but he had slowly let her get used to it and made sure. It felt like he was getting harder inside of her right now and the seal was getting tighter. How much harder could he get?
Joe grabbed her then behind her knees and scooped her body up so that he was hugging her, holding her in midair against him with her back still facing him while he continued to hump her silly. He was so strong. She had never been taken or dominated this way before and she was not sure that she could have ever enjoyed regular sex with any other guy ever again. This might be the best that she would ever have the opportunity to have.
“Oh, it’s almost there!” Joe said.
“Oh, yes. Give it to me!” Alicia heard herself saying. She had never been this vocal during sex before and it was way out of character for her. But it felt good. That was the amazing thing about being with a bad boy; they gave you permission to be bad too. And she was loving every second of it.
“AARGGHH!” Joe groaned loudly.
She felt him release deeply inside of her, spilling lots of his sweetness deeply.
Her own third climax came just a few seconds later and it was the most intense one so far. She felt the scream about to spew from her mouth like some kind of a mountain lion roar, but when it tried to expel she found that she was too in shock and out of breath to even
make a sound as her body allowed the climax to happen.
Alicia leaned her head back against his burly chest and waited with pure delight as her body quivered and shook under the passionate aftershocks of her final come.
Her body was now completely spent.
Chapter 7
“This is what we have to do,” Joe said as he stared over the large cliff into the ocean beneath. The drop off from the Pacific Coast highway was a beautiful sight, but it could also be terrifying if you happened to be unlucky enough to send your bike careening over the edge sometime. It happened a few times a year.
“Are you serious?” Alicia asked.
“As a heart attack. There is no other way,” Joe said.
“I just can’t do that. I have a life,” Alicia said.
“I’m sorry. I dragged you into this mess. It’s all my fault, but this is the way it has to be,” Joe said.
Alicia stepped close to him, her warm, soft body brushing against his as she ran her fingers through his hair. He loved it so much when she did that. She stared deeply into his eyes. He let his gaze linger there, allowing the moment to be shared and enjoyed as she leaned forward and brushed her sweet lips against his.
“It’s ok; I’m glad I met you and I wouldn’t change that for the world. This is not your fault. I got out of that bike. You told me to stay put.”
“Well, you are stubborn aren’t you?” Joe teased.
Alicia smiled. “You love that about me don’t you?”
“Actually, yea. I do.”
Alicia lowered her gaze and then looked out at the ocean. “It’s crazy. I was just starting to get my life on track. I thought after I ran away from my drunk mom and her dirt bag live in boyfriend two years ago that everything was going to be ok. I moved out here and started working odd jobs waitressing and made a few friends. One of them let me room with them. I’m going to miss her and our house. It was nice. She’s a good friend. I just started school and everything was going so well…”
Tears began to roll out of Alicia’s eyes. Joe tried not to look at it because he could already feel his heart breaking as she went through the list of things that she was going to have to give up. It was rough, and he knew that, but it wasn’t until somebody spilled their life out to you that you began to realize who they are. Alicia had people in the world who were going to miss her; she had things in life she wanted to do and accomplish. She had hopes and dreams.
But life was not always so cut and dry.
“If we don’t do this then we will eventually be killed. They will never stop looking for us,” Joe said. He was trying to be cold and trying to be strong because this situation warranted such behavior. He had become a master at compartmentalizing his feelings over the past few years and now he was going to put those skills to good use to save his life and Alicia’s life.
The idea to fake their deaths had come to him in the dream he had right before Roland Dean woke him up and tried to kill him. Joe had been wrestling with dark thoughts and feelings that he had tried to bury deep inside himself. He didn’t often have dreams like that but when he did they were pretty intense.
Alicia was resistant to the idea, as he knew that she would be. But there was no other way. There was no possible way that he could get to the Carliss family all by himself and pick them off one by one like you saw people doing in the movies. This was real life and in real life people got killed real quickly trying to do some Steven Seagal stuff.
Joe knew a guy who was a forensics geek. He’d asked Joe to do a favor for him once when he was about to get beat up in a bar. The man’s name was Kyle Hager, and in addition to being a forensics geek he was a bit of a ladies man. One night when Joe was chilling in a bar Kyle hit on the wrong woman and was two seconds away from being beaten to death by the girl’s boyfriend, a burly biker.
Joe intervened and the biker backed down. After that Kyle told Joe that if he ever needed a favor to let him know. Well, Joe needed a favor now.
Joe did not go into specifics with Kyle, but when Kyle investigated the crash he was going to “tamper” with the forensics and conclude that the crash victims were definitely Joe and Alicia. Joe did not ask Kyle to describe to him exactly how this would happen, but Kyle told him not to worry he would take care of it. That is what would be reported on the news and everyone who knew them would basically be led to believe that they’d had a bit too much to drink and lost control of the bike.
“Are you ready?” Joe asked Alicia.
“No, but I don’t think I ever will be really. I’ve enjoyed being Alicia Watson, despite all of the bullshit I’ve had to deal with in my life. I got used to being me.”
“You are still you,” Joe said. “You are just going to be a different you.”
“That is one way to look at it, I guess,” Alicia said.
“It’s the only way you can look at it and expect it to work,” Joe said.
Alicia sighed as she ran her hand down the side of the bike.
“It’s going to be a shame to destroy such a beautiful bike,” Alicia said.
“It’s just a bike,” Joe replied.
“But it’s one sexy machine.”
Joe laughed.
“Yea, it is that.”
Without another word Joe reached turned the key and kick started it. The bike roared to life. He was going to miss that sound. This bike had been a dream of his for a long time and he would never forget the moment he actually slid onto the seat for the first time the day he bought it. It was surreal, like what he imagined one might feel like watching their child being born.
Joe revved the engine, enjoying the sound.
“I’ll see you in a second,” Joe said.
The bike began moving rapidly down the embankment. Joe had to time this perfectly or he would be toast. It all happened so fast even after it was over he wasn’t totally sure how he did it.
A split second before the bike hit the edge of the cliff Joe pushed himself backwards falling off the back. He landed hard on his feet, the momentum flipping his body to the ground where he rolled over a three times, coming to a hard stop. The bike engine was racing, kicking back huge gulfs of exhaust smoke polluting the clear California evening as he watched it fly over the edge.
Joe could hear the destruction happening as the bike bounced down the side of the cliff. It was so much louder than he thought it would be and he could smell smoke, like something really burning that wasn’t just exhaust fumes. He didn’t want to watch it. He was happy standing far back at the start line where he had decided to let his former life die.
A hand curled around his just then and he looked down to see Alicia standing beside him, hugging his arm and holding his hand. He couldn’t help but smile at the sight. He loved the way she felt right up against him. She was so strong. She might have been the strongest woman he had ever met. She was going to have to be if she was going to put up with his ass.
“Come on,” Joe said as he climbed onto the other motorcycle. It was another Harley, but not quite as special as his first one.
Alicia hopped on behind him and wrapped her arms around his torso.
He fired it up and they headed off down the road into the night.
Epilogue
Six Months Later
“AGGH!”
Joe roared as he expelled his man seed deep inside of Alicia’s tightness. He held his final thrust, deep inside of her, enjoying every inch of her wet, tight slit. As his body started to relax he withdrew and rolled over to the other side of the bed trying to catch his breath.
She had awoken him that morning by touching his equipment and that was all it usually took to get him riled and ready to go, especially first thing in the morning. Some mornings they didn’t even make it out of bed until after eight. Which was perfectly ok since he’d become his own boss and worked from home.
“Wow, that was a new level,” Alicia said gasping beside him. She rolled over and laid her head on his shoulder. He started to stroke her head, running his big finger
s through her soft, long hair. He loved her beautiful hair. It was like this perfect Gold color that shined even in perfect darkness.
“I’ll say,” Joe replied with a smile.
“You going to make it to work today?” Alicia asked.
“Yea, I’d better if I want to get that carburetor fixed on that Dodge,” Joe said.
An hour later he was showered, shaved, finished his breakfast, and walking into the office of his small auto shop. He had transformed a simple garage into a small auto shop about three months back. He had taken a few months off so that they could get comfortable with the new identities he’d put together and decide what he wanted to do with his new life. He had worked as an apprentice mechanic when he left the orphanage and picked things up pretty well. If he had not been selected to follow a different path he very well would have been working as a mechanic the past few years.
It was a good gig to have actually; he got to work at home and set his own hours. He was always home for lunch and some of Alicia’s home cooking. She was a miracle worker in the kitchen it turned out.
Alicia had started her own freelance photography business and had slowly built up a steady base. She loved doing it and was now being asked to do weddings. She was making great money and she really did have a knack for it.
Joe had to shake his head and laugh at it all sometimes though. How did he end up here?
But he loved it. He really did. He used to pretend to be one of those normal suburban people all the time and kidding himself that they were wasting their lives. But he knew now exactly how much he had been wrong and how much he’d always secretly envied those people. But even during it all he knew deep down that he wanted to be somewhere like that, in a beautiful neighborhood with an amazing woman who really cared for him.
He was madly in love with Alicia and she felt the same about him. It was the best thing he could have imagined happening to him. It was absurd to think about when he replayed everything that had happened in his head to bring it all together, but it was for the best.
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