Drug Lord

I put my hands in her hair and brought her mouth to mine.

She resisted a little bit, pulling back a half inch.

“Your driver can see us,” she hissed.

I quickly hit a button to put up the partition as I pulled her closer.

“Now he can’t,” I murmured, touching our noses together.

I arranged her in my lap so that her thighs were on either side of me. I could feel her warm, soft body pressed against mine, and it was making me crazy.

“I missed you,” I told her.

“I missed you, too,” she whispered before she came in for a kiss.

Reconnecting after we’d been separated felt like coming home.

Later on, I had no clue how I’d gotten inside of her, but her panties were pushed aside while she rocked on top of me, and I knew in that moment that my home would be wherever this wonderful woman went.

I could feel my muscles tensing. I gritted my teeth to keep myself from filling her too early, like a teenager.

Then I felt her clench her inner muscles and all of my control went straight out the door.

My eyes rolled back in my head at the pleasure. I pumped and pumped inside of her soft body, and I could feel her moving on top of me.

I muffled my cries by burying my face in her breasts, but I was sure that our driver knew what we were doing back there.

“I needed you. I need you,” I whispered into her ear.

“I need you, too.”

She was limp on top of me. I held her in my arms and thanked whatever deity was watching that she was with me again.

Too soon, the car rolled to a stop.

“We have to go.”

Potomac

Naelle

The Potomac was smelly and a gross color, but it was easily navigable.

“Put this on.”

I looked at the life vest that he’d tossed at me.

I did the straps and sat on a bench in the small boat built for speed, not for comfort. It wasn’t particularly pleasant, and I felt a bit nauseous.

“How long are we going to be on this boat?”

“Until we can get to the real one. It’s anchored in international waters.”

“Why?”

“Because your father will have a harder time stealing you there.”

I shut up.