Page 34 of Excitable Boy
He looked back, meeting her gaze, realizing nothing good would be served by him killing the two little assholes.
Especially when he had witnesses.
He turned, pulling her into his arms and holding her.
Two hours later, they’d changed clothes and cleaned up as best they could. They’d retrieved all their belongings from the Pilot and sadly watched as it was driven off on the back of a flatbed wrecker.
A deputy drove them and their luggage to a hotel in the closest town. Fortunately, they had a room available, and Tony had Shayla go ahead while he and the deputy brought all their luggage up.
“It’s not the worst place,” she said when he finally closed and locked the room’s door behind them.
He walked over to the tiled area by the sink and vanity to kick off his gross sneakers and strip. Fortunately, they’d had a plastic grocery bag to stash their muddy, disgusting clothes in. Those Shayla pulled out and rinsed off in the shower to keep them from getting ruined, along with their shoes.
Then, as they stood in the shower, Tony pinned Shayla to the wall and fucked her, desperate to reassure himself she was okay.
It’d been a close call.
His lips closed over hers as he fucked her hard, her arms tightly wrapped around him, clinging to him and fucking him back just as hard as he was fucking her.
He needed to center himself, assure himself she was really okay.
She was his world, his life. If he’d lost her…
He shut off that line of thought and nipped her lower lip. “Come for me, baby,” he whispered. “Be my good girl.”
He couldn’t fix this shittacular day, but he could take her mind off of it for a few minutes.
God knew he needed to do the same.
He pulled out and dropped to his knees, grabbing her ass to hold her cunt pressed against his mouth as he licked and sucked on her clit. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as she held on tightly while he ate her out.
He needed to hear her come, needed to taste her, needed to reassure himself she was safe, that he hadn’t lost her.
That they were alive and uninjured and had missed a horrific potential.
He made her come over and over again, despite his knees hurting and the aches and pains he was already starting to feel elsewhere in his body from their adventure. He teased her swollen clit and finger fucked her and as every sweet, juicy drop flowed from her pussy over his tongue, he celebrated they were alive, and together.
Only once he knew he’d wrung every last ounce of pleasure from her did he stand and again notch his cock against her pussy, shoving in easily. His mouth closed on hers once more, her arms draping around his neck. She eagerly kissed him back as he fucked her, this time taking his time, grinding into her and slow-stroking her with his cock as the steam flowed around them.
His orgasm finally pulsed through, his balls emptying a load of cum into her as she muffled his cries with her mouth and her fingers tangled in his wet hair.
“We’re okay, Sir,” she whispered. “We’re alive and fine. I love you.”
He closed his eyes as he held her tightly pressed against him, even as his cock grew soft inside her. “I love you, too, pet. Goddammit, I fucking love you so much.” He choked back his tears. “I don’t know what the hell I’d ever do if I lost you.”
She nuzzled her face against him. “That makes two of us, Sir. Let’s hope we never find out.”
When they finally collapsed into bed later, he heard her speak in the dark. “Can we go home, Sir?”
“Yeah,” he hoarsely said. There was a rental car place in town, but it was already closed for the night. They could get one in the morning.
But as he lay there long after she’d fallen asleep, he seriously considered looking into that exorcism.
