Phoenix
“You okay?” I asked. Annabelle had been quiet since we left Curtis, Charlie, and Austin.
“Yes, I’m fine,” she replied, quickly. A little too quickly I thought.
“Don’t lie to me, doll face. I’ll pull this truck over if I have to,” I warned.
She rolled her eyes. “I was just thinking about our children,” she paused, “and how much I missed of their lives,” she finished on a sob.
I eased the truck off the highway and pulled her into my arms. Rubbing her back, I soothed, “I know it’s hard, but you can’t dwell on that part of it. I know how you feel, doll face, I truly do, but you have to let that part go. We can’t change the past, no matter how much we wish we could.”
She balled up her fists and beat them against my chest. “I hate him! I hate him! I wish he wasn’t dead so I could kill him myself! He took so much from me! From us!”
I held her close and rocked her back and forth. “He can’t take anything else away from us. That I can promise you.”
She leaned away from me and wiped her eyes. “I’m sorry. This past week has wreaked havoc on my emotions.”
“It’s okay, doll face. Don’t ever hide your feelings from me.” I leaned forward and kissed her lips. I intended to give her a chaste kiss, a quick hug, and get back on the road. Instead, Annabelle pulled me closer, thrust her tongue into my mouth, and climbed into my lap. The next thing I knew, she had her lower half stripped bare and my jeans open.
“I need you, Phoenix,” she breathed. Then, she held my cock in one hand, raised herself up, and slid down, all the while staring into my eyes. She rode the hell out of me in that box truck on the side of the road, using my body to work out her frustrations. Moaning and groaning, her hips rising and falling, she didn’t stop until we were both coming at the same time.
Leaning forward, I pressed my forehead against hers. “Feel better?”
She licked her lips and whispered, “Yes.”
I grinned. “Good. You start feeling down again, you just let me know, yeah?” I winked.
***
I decided to stop in St. Louis for the night. I probably could have made it back to Croftridge without stopping, but having Annabelle all to myself for one more night sounded too good to pass up.
Once again, I chose one of the nicer hotels, though this time I hadn’t been able to plan for any surprises ahead of time. Once we were settled in our room, Annabelle suggested we order room service instead of going out for dinner. That sounded like a great plan to me. As much as I didn’t want to admit it, I was fucking exhausted.
After dinner, Annabelle informed me that she was going to take a bath. I figured I could use the time to call and check in with Ember and Coal, as well as touch base with Badger. I was just about to hit Ember’s name when I heard, “Phoenix? Can you come here for a second?”
I strolled into the bathroom to find a large garden tub in the corner of the bathroom with a smiling Annabelle submerged up to her neck in bubbles. When her eyes landed on mine, she stood and let the bubbles slide down her glorious body.
“Care to join me, biker boy?” she asked while crooking her finger at me.
I grinned. “Fuck yes,” I growled. I quickly shed my clothes and prowled toward my sudsy goddess. When I reached the tub, I stepped in, yanked her soapy body against mine, and devoured her mouth.
Groaning against her lips, I slid my hands down to cup her luscious tits. I lightly rubbed my thumbs over her nipples while she moaned and squirmed in my arms.
She broke the kiss and before I could register what she was doing, she was on her knees, sucking the head of my cock into her hot little mouth. “Annabelle,” I hissed, clenching both fists in her hair.
She wrapped her fist around the base of my cock and continued sliding her mouth up and down my shaft at a slow pace. “Fuck, Annabelle, you’re going to have to stop. Your mouth feels too fucking good.”
She didn’t stop. She kept going and increased her pace. When I heard and felt her moan, my eyes flew open and I looked down to see my fantasy from a few days before coming true right before my very eyes. Annabelle was on her knees in the tub, going to town on my cock while one of her hands was steadily moving between her legs. And the motherfucking bubbles were blocking my view.
“Don’t you dare fucking come,” I growled. She blinked up at me and grinned, never once breaking her rhythm.
“Fuck, baby, I’m going to come,” I groaned and tried to pull her head away from me. She’d swallowed my seed many times when we were teenagers, but I didn’t know how she felt about it as an adult. She clamped her lips around me, sucked harder, and that was it. I exploded, shooting strand after strand down her throat.
She licked me clean and looked up at me, grinning like the Cheshire cat. With a speed she wasn’t prepared for, I hoisted her up, planted her ass on the corner edge of the tub, and dropped to my knees. “My turn,” I growled and shoved my face between her legs.
With her pinned in the corner, she had to put her legs over my shoulders and use one hand to brace herself against the wall. The other hand had a fistful of my hair. I licked, flicked, nibbled, and sucked her as she writhed against me. When she started to beg, I shoved two fingers into her and crooked them forward as I roughly pumped them in and out of her until she was coming all over my face with my name on her lips.
By the time she found her release, I was hard as fucking steel again. I sat back in the tub and pulled her into my lap, lifting her enough to position myself at her entrance. We both groaned when she slid down my cock, inch by agonizing inch.
“Phoenix,” she breathed.
I grabbed her ass with both hands and grunted, “Fucking bounce, baby.”
And bounce she did. Water was sloshing everywhere and I was probably leaving finger shaped bruises on her ass cheeks, but I didn’t give a fuck. My dick was getting the ride of its life while my face was buried between the best set of tits I’d ever seen.
“Oh, shit. Fuck, Phoenix. I’m going to come again.”
“Let me have it, baby. Fucking come all over me.”
She slammed her hips down on me two more times before I felt the walls of her pussy rippling with her orgasm. Clasping her hips, I moved her up and down half a dozen more times before I followed her over the edge.
She kissed me softly and moved to nuzzle against my neck. “You okay, doll face?”
“Mmm-hmm,” she replied, sounding sleepy and content.
“Come on, baby, let’s get cleaned up and get some sleep. We’ll be home tomorrow.”