He took me by the hand and led me deeper into the forest nearby. My heart quickened for a different reason.
We found a small spot of even ground, covered in clover, just a ways from the road. The moonlight lit up the small empty patch of ground.
Rex had already yanked off his leather vest and shirt. His barrel chest rippled with muscle on top of muscle. I could still remember the last time we were together like this.
“Maybe I should handcuff you to the tree,” he said.
I strode over to a nearby tree and leaned against it.
“Like this?” I said.
He came up behind me and grabbed me by the waist. His strong grasp made me pause. Then he hooked his fingers into my jeans and slid them down over my long legs. He planted a quick kiss on my thighs from behind, and I let out a small moan.
I was so turned on that I could feel myself dripping down my leg. I heard him unfasten his belt and his pants drop to the forest floor. The mystery just served to turn me on more. I waited with bated breath for his touch.
Then I felt his throbbing member rub along my slit. One of his hands stroked along my back, moving slowly up before grabbing my hair. He tugged my head back by my hair, causing my back to arch more.
Then I felt him press himself into me. That forgotten but familiar feeling of his massive manhood forcing its way into my dripping wet sex overtook me. I let out a gasp as he shoved himself in with almost no regard.
A twinge of pain shot through me but then quickly subsided. I continued to pant and moan in the darkness as he started pounding. The more I moaned, the more turned on he became, and the harder he would pound.
I held on to the tree to stay upright. My legs had almost no life left in them. He put his hands on my hips and held me up himself as he continued to grind. I lost myself in the moment, the sensations overtaking my body.
For the first time in years, I felt alive again. With every thrust I begged for more, trying to sate a hunger that hadn’t been fed for a long while.
That old feeling started to well up in the pit of my stomach. I hadn’t felt it since the last time I was with Rex. It just kept building and building until finally I couldn’t hold back anymore. I felt the strongest release I had felt since I’d first lain with a man.
Every muscle in my body tensed and relaxed at the same time. I quivered from exhaustion, but Rex wasn’t done. He threw me down into the clover on the ground and continued his onslaught.
I felt dead to the world, and parts of me were numb. Then Rex exploded inside me, filling me up more than he already had. I welcomed it.
Then he joined me on the clover, feeling just as dead as I did.
“Thanks, Rex,” I managed to say.
He grunted.
“For saving my life,” I added.
He threw his arm over me, and for the first time in forever, I felt like I was in the right place.
8.
I woke up to the sound of a phone ringing. It wasn’t my phone; I was sure of that. No, it was the phone the two officers had had on them.
I didn’t answer.
But after it stopped ringing, it immediately began again. I considered turning the thing off so it wouldn’t bother me. I knew who would be on the other side. Still, I wanted to tell him where to shove it.
I answered the phone.
“Hello,” I said confidently.
“So you did get rid of my two good officers,” said Mr. Novak over the phone.
“It wasn’t me, but I was there when it happened. And trust me, he would do the same to you if you were there,” I said.
“Oh, would he?” he asked.
“He would,” I replied.
“Then why don’t you have him come out and prove it?” he said.
“Why would we drive all the way back to the city for him to beat you up? I’m just here to tell you to stay away. I won’t go to the cops, and you won’t get your money back,” I said.
“Well, that’s too bad,” he said over the phone. “Because I’m right here.”
I heard him nearby, and my heart skipped a beat. I looked around and saw him standing by a tree. Then I saw the rest of his gang start to file out.
I quickly covered myself up, while Rex lay naked in the clover, snoring.
“How did you find us?” I asked.
He pointed at the phone.
“If you need to, you can find any phone anywhere in the world. It helps when you have a few cops in your pocket who can take care of that for you,” he said.
I smacked Rex alongside his head, and he just rolled over.
“Heavy sleeper, it seems,” Mr. Novak said.
I stood up and pulled the gun out of my jeans.
“I don’t think you’ll need that,” he said.
A couple of guys I recognized from the other day stepped out from behind the trees, brandishing much bigger guns. I dropped my small pistol to the ground.
“Is this the guy who’s supposed to beat me to a bloody pulp?” Mr. Novak asked.
I nodded.
He pulled a pistol out and shot Rex in the arm.
Rex stirred and snapped awake. At least a bullet was able to wake him up.
“Geez, Celia, I’m awake. You didn’t have to shoot me,” Rex said.