Enemy Lines (8 page)

"A motorbike. Could it still work?" She asked doubtfully.

"I don't see why not. The Sov confiscated all motorized vehicles before the sweep, making it nearly impossible for anyone to get away fast or far enough. My guess - someone savvy hit it up here, but never got the chance to use it. Step back down,"

With that, Noah picked up the bike in both of his hands causing the muscles of his arms and torso to strain and flex. Rachel thought that she had been distracted before.

He set the bike on the floor and turned to her.

She breathed and came up close to him. She glided her hands from his wrists, up his
forearms, over his biceps, and onto his neck. He pulled her in close.

"You want me? Again? Even though we might not die?" Noah asked surprised.

"Yes. Do you… do you, want - me?"

"I want you, Rachel. Forever." He pressed his lips hungrily against hers.

Last night was beautiful, Noah thought. It was so full of powerful emotions. It had been soft and tender - full of tears and gentleness. This was different. She took his hands and brought him into the bedroom. She tugged him to sit on the blanket with his back against the wall. As she has climbed on top of him, straddling his hips, he felt nothing soft or tender. He was full of urgency and she was full of sexual power.

"You're a goddess," He pulled her against him so he could feel the strain of her breasts under the shirt and his mouth could taste the heat of her neck. "All I could think about when I saw you after your bath was what I wanted to do to you if I could get that t-shirt off."

"And what did you want to do to me?" She rubbed herself against his already hardening shaft. He wanted to
feel
her now. He wanted to
excite
her. He wanted to
experience
her again - how she smelled, how she moved, how she tasted. She pushed her groin into his center and her mouth made a sensational path of kisses and tongue flicks down his neck and onto his shoulders.

"You want to know?" He growled, pulled the t-shirt over her head and grinded his cock between her legs. She was so fucking sexy wearing nothing put the tiny strip of fabric panties. He rolled her onto her back, even though she protested, and brought her earlobe tenderly between his teeth, trailing behind her ear, down her jaw line and throat to tickle her with his tongue between her breasts. He brought his hand up and kneaded the soft mound of her tit and felt her nipple pebble to stone under his palm.

He took a moment to study her lines and curves. She wiggled beneath his gaze, slightly uncomfortable and turned on as hell. "You are so gorgeous, every inch of you," She was a masterpiece.

"I want your perfect round breast in my hand while I suck your nipple deep into my hungry mouth." After those words Noah sucked her nipple with frenzy and massaged it between his lips until her breathing became audible panting. He released the pink flesh only to flick it with his tongue. To keep the sensations in that tit electric, he placed her lovely hardened stone in between his fingers and rolled it, while his mouth and tongue devoured the nipple of her other breast.

She moaned deeply as she pushed her wetness over his stomach. He felt the moisture through the fabric on his bare skin. Her reactions were making his shaft and balls ache. He knew she had to be as hot inside as he was throbbing on the outside. Slowly, methodically he moved his hand down the center of her belly over her pelvic bone until he reached her sweet sensitive flesh between her legs.

He slid his finger into the top of her slit and rotated two fingers circularly over the tiny nub that powered such electricity and moved his mouth back to her nipple, lapping at it with the flat fullness of his tongue, before he pulled it into back into his mouth and sucked it strongly. Rachel groaned, crying out she latched her hands around the muscles of his forearms and squeezed tightly.

She was on fire and Noah knew he had brought her there! He released her tit and crushed his lips into hers at the same time he sank two fingers deep inside of her.

"I want to fuck your perfect, tight pussy with my fingers," Noah breathed over her mouth. She moaned against his lips as he rhythmically fucked her with his fingers.

This was getting too much for him; he knew he was going to explode! He had to taste her again. He brought his drenched and dripping fingers to his mouth and painted his lips and tongue with her moisture.

His eyes bore into hers, "You taste incredible."

"Noah do it, please do it, now." She begged.

"Oh, I'm not finished yet," he said huskily. She gasped as he slid his torso across the wetness between her legs until she could feel his breath on her sex. Instinctively, she closed her thighs. Noah gently pulled them back apart. She panted in anticipation.

"Rachel," He whispered against her core and began covering her with light kisses traveling up and along her heat. Noah was so hard now; he was pushing himself against the floor to find some relief.

He slipped his tongue between her soaked folds and reached her delicate clit. Something let loose from her throat between a gasp and a scream as she quivered under his touch.

"I want every part of you Rachel," he said caressing her with his tongue. He could feel her swelling - ripening with pressure.

"Come on beautiful," he purred over her. "Let it go, come in my mouth Rachel."

Her body began quaking. She spread her legs further apart for him. She whimpered and Noah moaned in ecstasy.

"You've got me, Noah!" Rachel cried and soared into her climax. Her entire body became Noah's. All of her - body and soul surrendered.

Noah was hard and ready. They were both fevered now.

"My turn," she panted. "Sit back." Quickly, Noah put his back against the wall and Rachel sat astride his shaft. His tip stretched to touch her, wanting to plunge inside. But she teased, hovering over him. "What do you want
now
?"

"You know what I want - I want you! Now lower yourself onto me."

Noah watched as his stiff member dipped inside of her heat. "Lower, Rachel - all the way down, all the way in."

She could feel it in every nerve of her body as his shaft separated her - she sat slowly taking him in an inch at a time and her stomach fluttered with butterflies.

She was so freakin' hot inside and her muscles wrapped so tightly around his cock - he couldn't contain himself. He gripped her hips, sinking his fingertips into her curves and thrust up inside her.

"Noah
… Oh my God." She couldn't catch her breath.

He slowly pulled back out until only his tip remained then speared back into her while forcing her hips down. She screamed again and threw her head back, "It feels like waves inside of me
… don't stop!"

She folded into him further and he realized he must have been hitting the spot inside of her the Joined guys talked about. He held her hips, forcing them back and forth, thrusting harder and faster.

"You feel so fucking good!" Waves ripped through his erection, as Rachel sank her fingers and nails into the muscles of his arms and pressing deeply into the crevices. He couldn't hold himself any longer. His powerful orgasm shot from the head of his cock and into every fiber of his being. He breathed her name.

"I can feel you pulsing inside of me," She said out of breath and reached her hand out to touch the stubble that had grown on his face through the night. "You are so gorgeous."

"I can't believe you're here with me. I hope I'm not dreaming." Noah looked full of love and fear.

"Oh, I promise you this is no dream."

Their lips touched while their eyes remained opened, watching the other, drinking each other in.

She positioned herself beside him and they covered up with the second blanket and fell into a deep and peaceful sleep.

Outside the summer air grew cooler as the sun fell out of the sky. Rachel stirred and saw the change of time through the window. They'd have to get back on the road. For just a moment she let her mind wander and pretended this was her house - her house with Noah. They were joined. Maybe he worked as an architect and built homes or important buildings. She didn't know what she could be - she had never even explored alternate options. Maybe they had a child, and she was staying home to raise the baby. She smiled at the thought. She would've liked that.

She looked at Noah. He was still sleeping but starting to stir - somehow he must have sensed her. He was gorgeous. His hair touched by the sun, the bulk of his shoulders, the line of his jaw, the strength of his body.

His eyes opened and searched to find hers, "Hi there."

She felt such adoration. He had saved her life. She knew she loved him.

"Is everything alright?" He sat up and leaned back against the wall to get a better look at her.

Rachel wasn't sure what came over her. Maybe it was the thought of him fighting Sov soldiers to get to her. Maybe it was his ruggedly handsome physique. Maybe he was just absolutely sexy and they were all alone in this beautiful house, and she just felt like showing how much he meant to her at that very moment. Her hand glided up his leg that was bent at the knee and stopped to massage his inner thigh. Very close to his manhood that was already rising with these first minutes awake.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Just
… thinking,"

"Thinking about what?"

"About you," Rachel's fingers tickled under his sensitive sac.

He leaned back further to give her place. His look was one of confusion, curiosity, and delight. She could see he was growing hard and long like a steel cylinder.

"Look at you, getting big for me already." She purred.

He let out a breathy sigh.

"Oh yeah, handsome, it is so my turn," She said as she brought her head down to the soft flesh his of his sac. She tickled it lightly with her tongue as her hands played across his legs. He was stunned to silence. Her tongue flicked and licked from his sac, up his shaft from the bottom base to the very tip.

Noah, who was trying to hold his breath, let out a series of soft moans and stared at her wide-eyed. "I've never
…"

"Good," she said. "I've never done it before
…" then added, "But I think I'm clever enough to figure it out." At that she enclosed her lips over the tip and plunged his entire erection into the moist heat of her mouth.

"Oh, Rachel!" Noah gasped. Ah yes, that was the reaction she had wanted. He pushed up into her mouth. She brought her head up and down while her lips worked his shaft. She tried sucking softly at first. Gentle, not sure what would feel good to him and what wouldn't. He twisted his fingers into her hair at the sides of her head and began groaning steadily as he thrust into her throat. She knew she must have been doing something right.

She varied her motion and intensity, to see which aroused him more: gentle and ticklish with her tongue, licking his head like a lollipop, pulsing her lips and pulling them tight as she fucked him with strong intensity. She started at the base of his shaft as far as she could go fitting his length into her mouth. He was so long and thick, she had to hold him with her hand. She squeezed her lips taut and brought her mouth back up, paying special attention to the area just below his head on the neck, squeezing her mouth into a circle around it and adding speed to her thrusts. That did it!

"Oh, your mouth
…" He was overcome with the lust. "You feel so good!"

"You are incredible." She said with her mouth full of his cock and looked up into his eyes. She thought she nearly killed him. He lost it.

He pushed his ready hardness deeper within her throat as he grasped onto her head, pulling her impossibly closer. "I'm going to…" He throbbed between her lips and exploded a sweet salty liquid over her tongue. Every muscle in his body became taut and tight from his toes to his shoulders.

Oh yeah, he's all mine, Rachel thought.

When his pulsating calmed, she smiled proudly and licked her lips.

"You are going to have me hard again in an instant if you keep looking at me like that!" He said still breathless.

"It was fun watching you come over the edge like that into my mouth… what a turn on." She kissed him.

They cleaned up and dressed. While Rachel opened a couple of cans of food for breakfast, Noah made sure the bike was safe and in working order.

Rachel saw a frustrated look cross his face. "What's wrong? Doesn't the bike work?"

"It works. I'm wondering about the best path to take."

"There was a map in that…" Rachel began when Noah interrupted.

"That's not the kind of path I mean."

"What do you mean?" Rachel sat on the floor and watched him as he tightened parts on the bike with the tools they had found.

"Do we go to the Division in Old Detroit? Or do we cut a path up into Old Canada? There are no Selections
… there is nothing there anymore, no people, no Sovs. We could do what you said, find a piece of wild country and make our own way, our own life… you and me."

"You would really do that?" Rachel asked full of emotion and doubt.