Standing in the pole barn while the women did women shit inside the house, my dad wanted to ask questions but clearly didn't know where to start. I owed him the truth and even if I couldn't give him all of it, I could share, “I'm called Phoenix.”
Closing his eyes, he gives me a half nod, and knowing he's listening I continue. “I have never taken an innocent’s life, never a woman or a child either. Some jobs I serve as the middle man, negotiating for both sides to broker a resolution. Believe me, you want these men to resolve their issues. Our country wants them to resolve their issues. But there are also times where my orders are termination, not negotiation. That's who I am, dad.”
“Are you proud of who you've become?”
As I told Finn, I was not a liar so I confessed, “Until meeting Finn I didn't know who I was, now I do and yes, I'm proud.” Seemingly pleased by that, he stepped forward doing something he hadn't initiated in years.
Man-to-man, dad shook my hand.
Because of Finn, the door and the line of communication was open to see my parents again.
While mom tended to stay in the background letting my dad take the lead, it was obvious they both approved and loved her. How could you not? At the mention of kids, I saw her face soften at the same moment my cock swelled. Finn carrying my children, feeding them, rocking them… it was an attainable dream if we made it out of this alive.
Not only did I find my other half, I trusted her with my life.
Which was why I was trying not to panic as Finn finished securing the harness.
When I thought of harnesses and Finn, my thoughts had taken me in a different direction.
Several actually, and this one didn’t factor in.
We had been driving, minding our own business when she demanded we stop to watch a group of jumpers prepare to free fall. Never in a million fucking years did I expect to get roped into the bullshit.
Literally.
“There,” she says satisfied with herself.
“Why?” I grate out trying not to look down.
“Why?” she laughs securing her own now. “Because you have to get over this fear of heights, honey. That’s why.”
“I fucking refuse to jump off a perfectly good God damn bridge, Finn.”
“Normally, I would offer to go first, but you’ll punk out and wait in the car. Call it a feeling.”
She wasn’t wrong. If I wasn’t rigged out, I’d have run for it.
“Where does the fear come from, Nix?”
“Uh, dying?” I grunt. “My job doesn’t require me to jump off fucking structures!”
“But it could,” she shrugs. “You never know. Better to be prepared, right?”
“Release me,” I actually beg. “I’ll climb a tree or jump off a roof, just not this bridge, not today.”
Standing in front of me, she cups my face reminding me, “I love you, Phoenix.”
“And I you, Finn but—”
“And it’s because you love me that I know you’ll forgive me.”
“Wait—”
Backing up a step she clears her throat, smirks, focuses on me and I fucking froze. “Finn—” my voice cracked.
“This,” she says huffing hard. “Is,” she roars. “Sparta!” and fucking punts me over the side.
Since becoming a killer, I have prided myself on my composure. But as I plummeted to my death I won’t lie; I screamed my fucking head off. And like an angel of death, I watched in horror as Finn dove off the ledge following me down.
When the latex cord snapped, I shot upwards and the oddest thing happened.
I relaxed, I enjoyed, I was experiencing true freedom.
Because I had truly flown for the first time in my life.
And I never wanted the feeling to end.
I got it now, what drove her to put herself at risk. Because that risk held a sweet reward.
Swinging in the air I felt invincible, alive and aware of everything around me.
I was finally in tune with myself and even more in tune to her.
Slowly, the men below lowered us to the ground, removed our rigging and with blood roaring in my ears, I grabbed her by the hand, dragging her into the woods.
Far enough away that we wouldn’t be heard or bothered, I took Finn to the grass, flipped her onto her knees and tore her pants off. Watching over her shoulder, the adrenaline was riding her as it was me and only I knew of one way to burn it off. Freeing myself, I gripped her hips and plunged inside.
And like an animal, I rutted with her in the soil.