The virgin margarita was ice cold and tasted like summer. The sun beat down on my tanned skin as the sounds of the ocean crashed in the background. The view was absolutely incredible. The ocean went on for miles and met up with the horizon. The beach was completely deserted except for us. I never pictured myself living the high life. I lifted my sunglasses and looked over at Ace. My man.
Ace lay on the beach chair next to me, his nose deep into a newspaper. His chiseled chest glistened in the sunlight. My thighs were still quivering from when we made love this morning. His body on top of me, thrusting in and out until finishing. I couldn't get enough of him and his thick cock. Just thinking about it brought a smile to my face.
“How is everything back home?” I asked softly. We had been on the run for months now and even though we were living in paradise, Ace longed to go back home. His sense of duty to his MC was overriding any sort of fun that he could be having. Knowing that his brothers were in jail made the guilt unbearable. I wanted to be there for him but there wasn't anything I could do.
Ace sighed and folded the newspaper. “That FBI Agent Swift is still on the lookout for us.”
I remembered when Ace showed me the newspaper with my missing photo on it—a prom photo from high school. There were a couple quotes from Jenny about me being the “most incredible woman ever.” My stomach wrenched at the thought that Jenny probably believed I was hurt or dead. She didn't deserve that. A phone call to her could change all that but there was no way. The FBI probably had her cellphone tapped.
It didn't take the FBI long to connect the dots and link me to Ace. The American media was fascinated with the hunt for us. The tabloids labeled us as Bonnie and Clyde, going around robbing banks and killing people. We weren't even in the U.S. anymore. The east coast of Mexico was our home now.
“What are we going to do?” I asked Ace.
Ace gazed towards the ocean. “We stay put. Once the media fervor dies down, the FBI will eventually give up the search. Then we can go back and figure out a plan to get my brothers out of prison. I just don't know when that will be.”
I lay back in the lounge chair and stared up at the clear blue sky, my hands resting on my growing belly. Everything was perfect here. How could I ever leave? I wanted our child to grow up in this paradise. I looked back over at Ace and wanted to feel his warmth again. He needed to keep his mind off things.
My mouth curled into a sly grin. I got out of my beach chair and crawled over to Ace on all fours. His eyes were distracted by the ocean but I knew how to get his attention. I reached under his boardshorts and felt his limp penis.
“You didn't get enough this morning, baby?”
I shook my head innocently and stroked his cock until it was throbbing hard in my palm. Ace closed his eyes and leaned back as I felt up his shaft. My finger-tips could barely reach around his entire girth. I pulled his boardshorts down until they rested around his knees, bringing his cock out into the light of day. The beach was still empty but even an audience wouldn't get me to stop.
Ace tried to get up to kiss me but I placed my hand on his chest and shoved him back down. “No...no...no. Just relax and focus on my tits wrapped around your cock.” I guided Ace's hands underneath my black bikini top and he felt up my breast, pinching my nipple hard. His tongue licked his lips, craving to taste me.
I untied my top and tossed it to the side. Ace could barely contain himself as I stroked his rod. I shoved his cock in between the canyon of my tits, enveloping him. I gathered saliva in my mouth and spit down into my cleavage, lubing his cock as I slid up and down. Ace reached out and grabbed my boobs, pushing them hard around his shaft. He thrust in and out, moaning at the top of his lungs. He couldn't last much longer.
“Come all over me,” I whispered.
Ace found his release and unloaded all over my chest, his white seed spurting out. I helped him along, running my tits up and down his cock. His cum covered every inch of my breasts, running down my cleavage and to my stomach. I released Ace and he fell back on the lounge chair..
I used my rainbow-colored beach towel and cleaned myself up before it all dried on me. I lay next to Ace on his beach chair and rested my head on his chest. His breathing was fast and his heart pounded in my ear. I felt so safe in his arms. There wasn't anywhere else I wanted to be.
“Do you think we're going to have a boy or a girl?” I asked.
Ace stroked my hair. “Definitely going to be a boy.”
I lifted my head off his chest. “How do you know?”
“I can feel his strength.”
I smiled and rested my head back on Ace. We were going to be one big happy family.
The End
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