Highway Don't Care (Freebirds) (13 page)

  “Yep.  Thank you so much for helping me.  I feel
like I can finally breathe again.  You are sure he won’t find me here?”
 Lark asked.

  “As sure as I can be.  We’ve practically deleted
you.  When Lark was born, Libby became non-existent.  All of her old
life, her job, her credit cards, her bills, everything is gone.  Even if
you wanted to go back, you couldn’t.  It’s easier when there is no family
to remember you.  In your case, since you had no family, you pretty much
ceased to exist.  There are plenty of fail-safes just in case your husband
ever tries to come looking for you though.  Try not to worry.”  I
said to her, giving her a one armed squeeze.

  Lark was definitely a survivor.  She was married to a
very abusive man for ten years.  She’d had two kids, and then killed both
of them in front of her, threatening to do the same to her and anyone else if
she told.  He was a sick man, but extremely powerful.  This is why
Free existed.  To get these individuals out before they were killed, or
hurt worse than they already were.

  “Whew.  Now if I could just get used to the
weather!”  Lark said as she fanned herself.

  I laughed.  It was now a year plus since I’d moved to
East Texas.  I still wasn’t used to it.  It was a long way from Michigan. 
I gave her shoulder a pat.  I was just dropping my hand from around her
shoulder when movement caught my eye. 

  Turning my head, my eyes met those beautiful ones I loved
so much.  Ember.  Bone deep pain showed in her eyes.  Seeing
that there made me sick to my stomach.  Ember was my world.  Seeing
her in pain killed something inside of me.  It was also my fault. 

  Cursing under my breath, I took off at a sprint.  It
was obvious that she’d misunderstood what she saw.  I hadn’t told her what
we do yet, it just never came up.  I was about to let her in on that detail, as
soon as I caught her that is.  Max started to go after her, but stopped
himself when he saw I was going myself.  I made sure to yell to Max to
take care of Lark, but I didn’t really care if he heard me.  She’d be all
right; Ember might not.

  Ember rounded the edge of the building before I caught up
to her.  She probably would have gotten further if she wasn’t wearing such
ridiculously tight pants.  Not that they didn’t do awesome things for her
ass. 

  “Ember!  Stop!”  I ground out before hooking my
arm around her waist and dragging her up against my chest.

  “Fuck off, douche bag.”  She spit.  “I don’t
have to do shit.”

  “Would you just give me a fucking second to explain?” 
I questioned.

  Twisting and turning in my hold, I readjusted my grip to
where I hopefully wasn’t hurting her.

  “Why would I need to have you explain?  Your arm
around another woman was enough explanation for me.”  She said wriggling
in my hold.

  She was kicking and scratching now.  She was like a
little hell cat trying to get away.

  “It’s my fucking job, Ember!  Ask anyone.  Your
brother.  Cheyenne.  Call Sam and ask him what I’m doing
tonight.  Go ahead and call him.  Never mind.  I’ll call him for
you.”

  Figuring restraining her was the best way to go about
calling Sam, but wanting to keep her where she was, I tossed her over my
shoulder in a firefighter’s carry before digging out my phone.  Tiny fists
beat into the small of my back, her nails trying to grasp the limited fat that
was back there.  Smacking her ass to get her to quiet down, I hit Sam’s
name and waited for two rings before he picked up.

  “Get Lark all settled in her new place?”  Sam asked.

  “Yea, about that.  Will you tell my hardheaded woman
exactly what I was doing with Lark so she’ll stop trying to rip my balls
off?”  I asked him.

  Sam’s short bark of laughter didn’t appease any of my
anger.  I was still mad.  Not necessarily at Ember, but at the
situation. 

  “Oh, God.  Is she really trying?  That sounds
like something she’d do.  Hand her the phone.”

  “It’s on speaker phone, asshole.”

  “Ember, honey.  Listen to Gabe.  Lark is one of
our Freebirds.  She just relocated tonight.  I told him not to give
out too much information yet because she’d be living here.  Sorry Ember,
you can let his balls go now.”

  Ember slowly retracted her claws from my back, and then her
whole body seemed to lose its tension and she felt like a dead weight.  Hanging
up with Sam, I shoved my phone back into my pocket before I set her back down
on her feet.  Her head hung, refusing to meet my eyes.

  “Talk to me,
minha
garota louca.”

  “You just called me a crazy bitch, didn’t you?”

  “Uhhh, no.  Not exactly.”

  “You did, didnt you?” She said before finally meeting my
eyes.

  I saw fear there.  She looked terrified.

  “I called you my crazy girl.  What’s wrong?”

  “I fucked up.  I’m sorry for jumping to
conclusions.  I didnt mean to, but seeing you there with someone else,
your arm wrapped around her, it hurt.  A lot.  You’re making me
crazy.”

  “I know what it looked like, sweetheart.  I would
have been feeling the same thing. Although, I’d have fucked the guy up
first,  asked questions later.” I said and then kissed her nose, and then
her mouth.

  She exhaled loudly and wrapped her arms around my body,
burying her head into my chest.  Her nose skimmed over my nipple, and it
hardened underneath the light touch.  It was then that I remembered those
jeans that looked like they’d been painted on.  My hand slowy inched down
her back until it cupped her ass.  The rhinestones were rough against the
palm of my hand.  I growled unintentionally at the way her ass fit so
perfectly in the palm of my hand.

  A shrill shrieking siren pierced the still night air
behind the resturant.  My phone was wedged between our two bodies so I had
to lose some of the closeness that we’d aquired in the last few minutes. 
Reaching into my pocket for my phone, I answered it without looking at the
display.

  “Hello?”

  “We’re heading out, I assume you’ve got her under
control.  I sent Lark home.  Made sure she had all her stuff
together.  Catch you in the AM.” Max said before hanging up, leaving me no
room to reply before he was gone.

  Shoving the phone back into my pocket, I yanked Ember’s
body back where I wanted it.  Where I wanted her stay. 
Forever.  I wouldn’t tell her that yet though.  She was like a feral
cat at times.  Startle her, or get too close when she doesnt want you to,
and you better watch out for your eyes because she was about to be clawing
them.

  I took possession of her mouth.  My tongue entered her
mouth, her lips parting, sucking my tongue, giving erotic flicks likes she does
when she flicks the head of my dick with her tongue.  Just thinking about
having her mouth on my cock put my body into overdrive. 

  Growling, I shifted us to where her back was up against the
building and her legs were around my waist.  I ground my cock into her
mound, wishing I could fill her hot slick skin wrapped around my cock. 
Reaching in between us, I took hold of the edge of her jeans and pulled, making
sure to pop every button open.  Wasting no time, my fingers dove inside
her pants and underwear.  Delving into her folds, I found her entrance with
my fingers and drove three fingers all the way in to the webbing. 
Crooking them slightly towards the front of her body, I worked my fingers in
and out of her, over and over again.  I could hear the slick sound of her
sex in the quiet of the night.  The sound was turning me on beyond
belief.    

  Ember’s head fell to my shoulder; her teeth sank in to the
cord of my neck, likely leaving a mark.  A faint noise of shuffling feet
sounded to our right, and I turned my head and watched one of the waiters
walking to his car.  He didn’t notice us though, his attention on the girl
that was running up behind him at a fast clip.  Moving deeper into the
shadows, I continued my ministrations, but kept an eye out to make sure we
stayed unnoticed.

  “Gabe.”  She whispered.

  Her head lifted up off my shoulders when the couple started
talking beside a later model Ford Mustang.  Finally noticing we were no
longer alone, I could feel her start to get wetter.  She liked the
possibility of being caught.  Good to know that she was as into this as I
was, because it was about to go a lot further if she didn’t do something to
stop me.

  “Tell me to stop.”  I whispered against her lips.

  She flicked her eyes up to me, and then returned them to
the couple a few car lengths away from us.  They were standing under the
bring light of a street lamp where as we were cocooned in the shadow of the
building.  Shielded on one side by a cinder block wall and on the other
side by a large power pole about three feet in diameter.  The duo was
laughing and carrying on about some customers that had just eaten there. 
Not that I could give a fuck at that moment.

  “I want your cock inside me; I don’t want you to
stop.”  She said quietly.

  “Baby, these pants are so tight I don’t think you’d be able
to get them down.  You’d be practically naked if we did this here.” 
I said reluctantly while starting to pull away.

  Her vaginal muscles clamped down on my fingers, and her
legs tightened around my back, keeping me exactly where I was.  I knew I
didn’t have much control left, and if she didn’t let me go quick, she was going
to be pant less with me in her in no time at all.

  “Ember.”  I said gruffly looking into her lust filled
eyes.

  “Please.”  

  “Let me take you somewhere else.  I promise we won’t
drive far, just far enough to get us somewhere a little more private. 
Where I don’t have to worry about someone catching us with our pants down.”

  “Okay, but hurry.  God, I need you inside of me. 
I’m so close.  Just go over there, behind those trees.”

  It was at this point that I didn’t give a fuck where we
went.  Dropping her legs from around my waist, she buttoned her jeans and
took my hand.  I led her to my bike, passing the couple as we left.  They
looked startled to see us come out of nowhere, but I didn’t give them much to
process since I was on a mission.  I handed her the helmet that was a
permanent fixture on my bike now.  She fit the helmet onto her head, and
climbed onto the bike.  Doing the same, I started the bike up with a
deafening roar.

  Gunning the engine, I made for the back of the buildings
and the woods that proceeded it.  Pulling into an alcove that was lined on
two sides with wood, and one with a brick building I aimed the bike for the
deepest part of the shadows.  I wasted no time shutting off the engine and
then getting ember to her feet.  I made quick work of the buttons, shoving
her jeans down to her ankles, effectively hobbling her to where she couldn’t
move.

  I pushed her forward, making her ass rise in the air,
permitting me the perfect view of her delectable backside and wet
channel.  Losing all the control I’d managed to hold onto, I yanked the
buttons on my own jeans, freeing my cock in the next second.  One second I
was in my jeans, the next I was buried to the hilt inside her, bumping her
cervix with the head of my cock.  I ground my cock deeper, feeling her
body tremor.

  “God, Gabe.  Stop jacking around and fuck me
already.  I want it hard.”  Ember said.

  That’s my girl.

  Pulling back my hips, I pulled free of her all together and
she moaned despair.  Wriggling her ass, she tried to get me back inside,
but I had different plans.  I wasn’t going to last much longer, and I
wanted to make sure she got off before I did. 

  Dropping down to my knees, her ass and pussy were at eye
level.  I leaned forward and licked from her clit to her entrance. 
Repeatedly, I gave her those teasing licks.  She ground her ass back into
my mouth, and I reached up with my hands and shoved two thick fingers inside of
her.  Over and over, I pumped them inside of her, all the while sucking
and licking her clit.

  It didn’t take long and I could feel her body clenching and
unclenching around my fingers.  Finally, she started to come, and I could
wait no longer.  Standing, I slammed inside of her, continually, grunting
with my effort.  I could still feel her insides contracting, and it sent
me over the edge myself.  I poured my come inside of her, spurt after
spurt drenching her insides.

  Panting, I pulled out of her slowly.  My cock popped
free with a soft plop, and Ember moaned at the sudden emptiness.  Her head
rested on the seat of the bike, her beautiful hair lay scattered over the seat,
and falling down the other side.

  “You’re so beautiful.”  I said to her.

  She gave a soft laugh, and then leaned up.  She
reached down and pulled her jeans up, but didn’t button them. 

  “Alright, I’ll suck in, you button.”  Ember said
sheepishly.

  Rolling my eyes, I reached down to button her pants.  Why
she wore pants that she couldn’t button without laying down was beyond
me.  Must be a woman thing.