CHAPTER 19: Piper
It must have been morning because I could see light coming in through the cracks in the wooden panels. I didn’t know what time it was and I didn’t care. I felt wonderful, rejuvenated, like a brand new girl. If I’d known about the healing power of orgasms, I’d have spent the last five years having way more. As it was I was happy, safe, and excited to see what this new day would bring, for the first time in as long as I could remember.
A flurry of kisses to his face, followed by some gentle stroking of my nipples across his cheeks and lips, failed to rouse Theo. Even a playful lick of his soft, sleeping dick got me barely more than a grumpy moan. So I got up by myself. I was ravenous but there was no refrigerator. There were a couple of small, gas-fueled camping stoves on a desk behind the table and, in the cupboards underneath, were cans of food. I sorted through looking for breakfast type things. I found a coupled of cans of franks and beans and, in the other cupboard, were these weird paper packets called MREs that had food names on them. I found hash browns with bacon and some packets of coffee. I set the beans and hash browns cooking in these square, military style cooking tins I found, and went outside.
The morning air was chilly on my still-naked skin, so it was still early, the sun had still got around to baking its relentless heat back into the earth. I remembered Theo telling me there was a tank of filtered rainwater on the other side of the cabin. There was, high up near the roof, with a hose on one side and a shower head on the other. I filled two metal cups I’d found with the water and, suddenly feeling parched, I drank them both down. The water was cool, fresh and clear. I filled the cups again and took them back inside to boil them.
“What are you up to?” came a tired voice from behind me, as I stood stirring the beans and potatoes while they cooked. Everything was starting to smell like breakfast and I felt my stomach rumble.
“I’m making us breakfast in bed,” I told him, adding the coffee to the water that had boiled. I took the cups over to the bed and stood before him, one in each hand. He sat up and I thought he was going to take one but, instead, he ran his hands up the backs of my thighs, taking advantage of my defenselessness, and leaned in to kiss and lick my lower belly, just above my pussy. I squealed, unable to push him away with my hands full.
“I’m sorry, babe,” I sighed, “but the coffee’s hot.”
He turned his face up to me, a lust-filled look in his eyes, smiled and took a cup. We both sipped. “Ugh,” he moaned.
“I know, but it’s better than no coffee.” I consoled him.
“I guess.”
“Why can’t we stay here forever?” I asked him, returning to the stoves and taking the cooking pots off the heat. “Or just build our own? Over the next hill, or something?”
“You don’t think we’d get tired of living like this?” he proposed.
“That would only happen if you got tired of me being naked all the time,” I smiled, returning to the bed with two plates of what could loosely be called breakfast.
“Well, that would never happen,” he grinned, taking the plates from me so I could sit down. I slotted in opposite him, laying my legs across his, and he handed me a plate and a spoon back.
“But really, why not? No one needs to know where we are. There’s food, water, and shelter,” we both tried a mouthful.
“Food…?” Theo said, nearly choking. He was right, it wasn’t that great.
“Well, there might be some kinks,” I offered. I took his plate and bent over backward to place them on the floor behind me. I felt his hand run softly up over my stomach to cup my breast, his fingertips on my sensitive flesh sending familiar shudders down to my clit. I sighed, pulling myself back up, and slid forward into his lap. He lay back and I edged forward, sitting up and straddling his hips. I watched his eyes travel over my breasts, down my stomach, and lower, to the soft skin between my thighs. That look of lust crept onto his face again and I felt his insatiable cock begin to grow hot and hard once more, nudging its way along the curve of my ass as he firmed up.
“Well, where should we go?” I wondered aloud, idly reaching back to delicately stroking the underside of his growing member. “San Francisco? New Orleans? Europe?”
“I hadn’t thought about it,” he said, then took in a sharp breath and closed his eyes as I wrapped my fist around the head of him. “I guess we could go anywhere.”
I stopped teasing him. “For real?” I almost squeaked. I wrapped my hand around his stiff shaft again in excitement.
“Why not? We have money, maybe we should just go as far as we can and not look back.”
I felt elated, I never thought it would be this easy get him to start a new life.
“What about your brothers?” I asked him.
“We’re a family, not an army. No one goes AWOL. If you want to spread your wings, it’s ‘lots of luck. Stay in touch’.”
I couldn’t quite believe what I was hearing. Then I thought, what if I’m making him leave and he ends up resenting me for it. Maybe we should stay closer. I leaned in to kiss him and felt his cock twitch against my butt. The dull numbness and fatigue my poor, abused pussy had been feeling disappeared, to be instantly replaced by a throbbing ache, a need to have him inside me again.
“Still, it’s going to be… tough, surely,” I said, reaching back, placing the tip of him at my slick, waiting hole, before pushing down to have him slide up into me once more.
“I guess…” he groaned as his long, hard rod penetrated the deepest parts of me. “I’ll survive.”
I drew myself up on him, then slowly inched back down, each ridge and vein of him sending out tiny electric pulses that drew ecstatic gasps and soft moans from both of us. “Honestly,” I sighed, his cock slowly reaching in as deep as it could go, “I thought it would be much… harder for you to give up that life.”
“You’re my life now,” he breathed and I nearly swooned to hear it. Enclosing him, totally filled by him, I squeezed with my velvet pussy walls, sending shivers of pleasure through both of us.
“I love you,” I told him, then bit my lip and closed my eyes as his tongue found my nipple. However, I felt a doubt. It was too easy for him to leave the Steel Angels. “You really don’t mind… leaving?” I managed. There was a look of mischief on his face as he disrupted my sentence with a slight, unexpected thrust.
“Of course,” he answered, “but I’m okay, can we drop it?”
“Stop… playing with me,” I demanded, trying and failing to ignore his attempts to district with small movements inside me. “There’s something you’re not telling me.” I took his wrists and pinned his arms above his head. I forced my hips down too, gasping as I pushed his cock deeper, but trapping him beneath me at the same time.
He stopped smiling, stopped moving, and fixed me with a serious eye. “I’m sorry, Piper,” he whispered, a hurt look coming over him. “We’re still on our own. Frost just can’t risk everyone else to save us.”
He told me about the amount of revenge fighting Vinnie would bring on the Steel Angels and how the only thing we could really do was run. I slithered off him as he spoke, a small panic rising in my chest. He also explained why he hadn’t told me until now. I should have been angry, but we would never have had last night if he’d said anything earlier, so how could I be?
Still, I was back to square one. I pulled a blanket over me and sat, hugging my knees, trying to figure out what I could do.
“I can’t run, Theo,” I told him. “I keep thinking I can. I keep trying to, but I know I can’t really.”
“We can,” he offered. “We can go anywhere, just like you said. I can protect you.”
“I know you can,” I turned and smiled at him, “but I can’t live like that. I can’t go on with my life, knowing I need you around all the time in case I get ambushed. I told you, I need to feel safe. On the run, I just would never feel safe.” He put his hand in mine and squeezed. “God,” I said to myself, “why couldn’t I just be sold to someone who was nice?”
Theo laughed, short and sharp, then stopped. He made me look at him. “Why can’t you?” he smiled.
“The hell are you talking about?”
“What did Anna say when you tried to buy yourself from her?”
“I offered her the fifty thousand I had, and Vinnie upped his price to seventy-five,” I told him, shivering as I remembered how it felt to have my hopes dashed.
“Then that’s what we do. We offer Anna more. You have about fifty Gs? I know I could scrape up at least thirty over the next couple of days. We give that to Anna, it gets her and Vinnie off our backs,” he was almost bouncing with excitement as he told me.
“You’d do that for me?” I asked him. I still wasn’t used to people offering me money for nothing.
“In a heartbeat,” he smiled. I was overwhelmed. I felt tears again as I threw the blanket off and lunged at him, kissing him furiously. He was prepared to give up what was probably his life savings for me. For us. I loved him so much, I only wished I’d met Theo five years earlier. But something struck me. I stopped kissing him and spoke.
“But what if Vinnie just offers Anna even more? It’s not like he cares about money.”
He thought for a minute. “Okay, I know Anna is not loving the idea of Vinnie having you. In some deeply fucked up and twisted way, I think she’s actually a little fond of you. If we ask her to, there’s a chance she won’t reveal the deal to Vinnie before she has the cash. Then there’s nothing he can do.”
“Because he knows Anna can’t reveal who bought me,” I grinned as I realized how this just might work. “Confidentiality is number one. And if he forces her to, he’ll lose the respect and cooperation of everyone else in the sex trade, which he can’t afford to do. Fuck me, Theo, you’re a genius!” I laughed.
We giggled and rolled around in each other’s arms. Again, I had hope and I felt I could do anything. I rolled on top of him, straddling him again. I could feel the heat of him as he grew again between my legs, my soft lips poised over him exactly right and so close, I barely had to move to feel him pulsing against my clit. I rubbed our slippery sexes together a few times, bringing moans and gasps from both of us before, with minimal movement, I slipped his cock easily into me.
The passion that was there before the conversation got serious came right flooding back. I could feel him, hard and throbbing inside my pussy, so good I could scarcely believe it. We fit together just so well. I put my hands on his chest to steady myself so I could really screw myself down on to him, and he reached up, to grope and mash my bouncing tits. We slammed our groins against each other hard and fast, both swearing, both moaning, both ready to give into ecstasy, yet again. Before I knew it, I was about to cum yet again. It felt good, so good, when I quickly realized I was about to lose control. White hot pulses suddenly began shooting out from my pussy, tearing through the rest of my body. I couldn’t move myself anymore. I collapsed still, on top of Theo, and just moaned as he kept fucking himself up into me, keeping my orgasm pounding like thunder through my every nerve.
It only began to subside as he slowed his pace. Panting for breath, sweat dripping off us both, I lay against his chest, his beating heart hammering right against my ear.
I felt him twitch inside me. He still hadn’t cum. Despite my exhaustion, a quick, dirty, sexy temptation came to me and I found the strength to slide my way down his body until my face was level with his hard, wet dick.
I wrapped my hand around it and squeezed, sparking a short cry from him. He twitched in my hand but, when I let go, he stood firm and proud, desperate for release. I tickled the underside of his helmet with my tongue and he gasped, his whole cock jerking in place. I slipped my lips over his head and sucked him. He tasted sweet and salty at the same time and I felt him pulse again.
“It’s okay, baby,” I let go of him to say, “I want your cum, give me everything you’ve got.”
He was so hard in my mouth, like a rod of marble, I could tell he was close. It took only a few strokes with my lips up and down his shaft before he swore again and began throbbing against my tongue. All it took was a few more soft caresses under his tip to have him shuddering and firing wads of thick liquid down my throat. I crammed as much of him into my mouth as I could and kept swallowing until I was defeated. I had to take him out and dribble some of his cum down onto my breasts. I took him back in my mouth, though, licking up his last couple of trickles and sucking him clean.
“Jesus,” he sighed, breathlessly. “You can do that to me absolutely anytime you feel like it.”
“Really?” I teased, still holding him mostly firm near my face. “How about now?”