The Boy Next Door (35 page)

“Negotiations with your brother didn’t go according to plan. He was most adamant about not caring if you lived or died. I think that he was only putting on a show for his people. It doesn’t matter and I have to find a way to get you out of here.” That was the first bit of good news that I’d heard all day. “I can’t let you leave here alive.” I was scared, but the way he said it was with no real emotions. “I need to make it look like you escaped or I killed you. Either one would take me off Anthony’s radar. If you have any suggestions, I would love to hear them.” I was thinking of a last resort. Something that I didn’t think would work in a million years.

I motioned for him to come forward and I whispered my idea to him. He stared at me in shock, but he soon smiled at the simplicity of it all. “That is a little outside the box, but it might work.” He produced the key to the shackles and released me. When he was in the process of cutting the ropes at my wrist we were interrupted.

“Brody, what the hell are you doing? Stop that and move away from her.” The man was visibly affected by his betrayal. “You know that I have to tell…ARGGHHHHH.” The knife he had in his hands to cut me free was in the man’s throat. He was sputtering and choking on his own blood. This was getting dicey. It was lucky that he didn’t use a gun, or that kind of noise would have brought the rest of them. I looked at Brody and I could see in his eyes that this wasn’t the first time that he had killed someone. That haunting image in his eyes and the cold hard stare was that of a man that was used to violence.

The rope was frayed, but he had been interrupted before he could finish. He went to the dying man and instead of helping he pulled the knife out of his throat. It was not a pretty sight. The way that man died was something that nobody should have to endure. It was the way of this life and maybe seeing this would wake Brody to the truth.

There was no point in lamenting over his loss and there would be time to grieve later. I could see that Brody was not very happy about what he had to do. He became distant and I felt like he was now rethinking his decision. I wanted to console him, tell him that everything was going to be OK, but I had no idea if that was true or not.

I had a bit of inspiration, reaching for him and showing him how I felt with a physical overture. I cupped his genitals, making him stare at me with a sort of wonder and shock on his face.

“He was my friend. These people have been my family.” His voice had cracked and I could tell that killing somebody he knew was something of a new territory. “I’ve done things in the name of country, but this is different. I don’t know how I’m going to live with myself.” I knew that we didn’t have much time, but it felt necessary to make the time. I pushed my hand down the front of his pants. Despite the danger and the fact that he had killed someone, his cock was still ready to take its place in any orifice that I offered.

“I know that it hurts, Brody. Maybe I can do something to take away the pain in some way. Will you let me do that for you?” The only thing that he could do was nod his head and look down to where my hand was currently stroking. “I can help you, but you’re going to have to put yourself in my hands. Don’t look behind you and keep your eyes on what I’m doing.” He had protected me in the only way that he was trained. I felt like I was doing something important to give him back a piece of his soul.

With his body in front of me, I could not see the death that he had caused. We’d come up with a reasonable plan, but executing it was another matter. I lost myself in the feel of his johnson. That sense of anticipation was in the air. I got down on my knees, looking up at the man that I had secretly hungered for when I was younger. He was not that same little boy. He had grown into a substantial man. He may have gotten lost on his road of life, but he was finding his way back one step at a time.

“You shouldn’t have to do this for me. This is not the way that I wanted our first time to be.” It bode well that he had been thinking about that. It made it easier to pull his cock from his fly. It looked happy to see me, oozing out a clear and sticky fluid that I easily lapped up like a kitten. There was more where that came from and I was damned and determined to make sure that I got all of it. “You have no idea how long I’ve longed for this moment. I don’t know how many times I’ve laid in bed and wondered where you were.” We had gone our separate ways to live our lives, but somehow we had found our way back to each other.

I was near the object of my desire. It made me want more that to look at it. The only opinion that mattered was my own. I had no interest in what other girls thought of him or of his sexual prowess. I held him at the base, squeezed slightly to see more of that creamy delight moving slowly down the shaft. I rubbed my thumb through the mixture, bringing to up to my lips and leaving it there to remind me that this was what I really wanted to do.

Chapter four

I should have been making short work of him, but I wanted to slow this down and enjoy it for, as long as possible. I brushed my lips over the head, bringing back the string that connected us in a very profound way. I pulled back, until it broke free and then I did something that was a little out of character. I’d always been fascinated by how a man played with themselves. I moved back on my heels and motioned with my hand for him to do exactly that.

“I’m not sure that I can do that.” To give him extra incentive, I slithered my tongue out of my mouth and gave him a demonstration with one of my fingers in how I was going to treat him. “I see that you’re not going to bend. I guess I can put on a bit of a show for you. I do have to warn you that we have less than an hour. Anthony is on his way back.” I didn’t want to tell him, but it was the risk of discovery and being caught with our pants down that had made me want this.

I mimicked what a man would do with my own fist to tell him without saying anything that it was time for him to put his money where his mouth is. He sighed, before wrapping his own fist around a part of his anatomy that he was well acquainted with. He was in possession of that thing 24/7, whereas I would probably have a few hours a week. I had my hand underneath my skirt, bunching it at my waist, so that he could see the undergarments that I had gotten from a high end lingerie store.

I pulled the crotch away from my sex, to show him that I was visibly excited. I easily made him moan in frustration, as I stuck myself with two fingers. I corkscrewed them in to hit that spot that not that many men could find in their dreams.

He wasn’t moving quickly, but he was snake charming the serpent between his legs. It was hard by his own manual manipulation, which only made me come a little closer to witness this first hand. A lot of women are excited by this, but they are unwilling to voice their desire. “I can’t believe that I’m doing this for you. God, you are fucking sexy and you’ve only grown into a mature woman.” His lips looked like they could use some refreshment. I had something between my legs that could quench that yearning.

“I love the way that you do that, Brody.” I tried to reach out, but he took a step back in a teasing gesture. “Come on…you know you want it. Don’t make me beg for it. It’s unseemly for a woman to beg a man for anything.” He smiled and then he moved a little closer, until I was a mere inch away from getting what I wanted the most. I opened my mouth and he took that moment to slip the crown between my lips.

Holding onto my shoulders, he drove his hips forward, until he met the resistance of my throat. I grabbed him by his ass cheeks through his jeans, wishing that I could feel his bare skin, but thankful that I could get this much of him. He was more than a mouthful. He probably put a lot of men on notice when he was showering naked in the locker room.

“Your lips are like velvet kisses. You make me feel like I’ve been denying a part of myself for too long. Women come and go, but it’s the one that you crave the most that makes you crazy. You’ve done that for me and I can’t decide if that’s a good thing or not.” We were working together and every time that he moved forward with his hips, I would move forward with my mouth. Before long, we were joined with nothing remaining but his heavy swinging balls.

That vein along the back was quite pronounced. Touching it with the tip of my tongue made it flex like it had a life of its own. I did not panic, but I knew that a whitewash against my tonsils was in my future. “I can’t do this anymore…you’re too damn good for your own good…AHHHHH.” His balls had risen up against his scrotum and the seed that followed was exactly what I had expected and more. He grunted through that climax, throwing his head back and showing me the tendons in his neck.

I had a little bit of difficulty keeping up with one stream after another. It filled my mouth, streaking across my tongue and leaving behind the salty sweetness of the man. I wanted more and even after he left the comfort of my hot mouth, I still wanted to drain him of what he might have left.

He had this look in his eyes and I knew that I was in the good kind of trouble. He lifted me to my feet, turning me, so that I was holding onto the back of the chair that I was being held on. I felt his hands on the bare cheeks of my ass. He swatted each one. I thought that I was going to scream, but I found his hand over my mouth to make sure that that didn’t happen.

“I fantasized about this moment, but it doesn’t even compare to what I’m seeing right in front of me.” I felt my panties being pulled down my legs. I lifted my feet to let them go. He grabbed them. He reached around and placed them against my mouth. I could smell my own sex, but there was really no way that I was going to chew on that garment. “Open up.”  I was reluctant and shaking my head, until suddenly he slapped me one more time. That made my mouth open on its own accord.

“NOOO…MMMPPHHHHHH.” I tried to voice my displeasure, but my mouth was now occupied with the crotch of my own panties. It was an interesting sensation to taste myself and then feel him burying his love muscle. His fantasies had fueled him into acting on instinct alone. That basic animal desire was now fulfilled by slurping past the wet lips of my tiny hole.

“I don’t know who’s getting the best of this. Either way, I’m sure that we won’t be able to look at each other the same way again. Jesus… I hate to use the Lord’s name in vain, but you do bring it out in me. With each thrust, I see the woman that you’ve become and I can’t get enough. I sense that you’re going to become that monkey on my back that will never let go. Fuck…you’re the first woman that has been able to make me feel like I can’t perform like an x-rated star.” I felt him slapping his balls up against me with his hips making contact with a smacking sound that sounded like thunder going off in my ears.

He was driving into me with the precision of the toys in my nightstand. This was so much better than something plastic. His pliable knob was touching a part of my body that I thought no man was ever going to find. I thought that my own fingers were the only way that I was going to get that kind of orgasm. I screamed into the panties, digging my teeth into the fabric and not caring that I was probably ruining the best pair that I had ever owned.

He bucked up against me, moaned low in his throat and then gave me what was left. It was my orgasm that had siphoned the pearl drops from his nut sack. I felt a little dirty, but this was far better than any four star hotel bed that was littered with rose petals. Our passion for one another could not be contained.

He was still inside me and I think it dawned on both of us that we were taking this risk a little bit too far. He dragged his inches out of me slowly. I think that he did that purposely, so that I could feel what it was that I was going to be missing. I almost collapsed, but he was there to hold me up. He zipped his pants, while I took those panties out of my mouth and left them there. They were of no use to me. I felt like there was a bit more freedom going commando.

I pulled the skirt down over my exposed body parts. I glanced over my shoulder to see that he was finishing up a hushed phone call. I had to believe that he was making preparations for the plan that I had mentioned to him through whispered words of wisdom.

Chapter five

He managed to get me out of there through a storm cellar door from the basement. We moved through the cover of darkness, until we reached an old rusted pickup truck that looked like it had seen better days. “I’ve been in touch with my old commander. Amazingly, he was happy to hear from me. He was a little perplexed by the very idea that I didn’t join up for another tour. He said that I was a natural and that I was wasting myself out here in the real world. To be honest, I’ve been thinking the same thing, but I just don’t know if I want to go back. I’m good at what I do, but those things I have seen cannot be unseen.”

“It sounds like you have a decision to make.” I had to raise my voice over the sound of the loud muffler. There was no denying that this thing would have called attention to itself. The one thing that we had going for us was that this area was known for jalopies such as this one on the road at all hours of the day and night. He had a ball cap over his head and a pair of nondescript glasses that he had picked up from a drugstore.

“My commander wants us to come out of the cold. He’s going to arrange everything.”

“I hope that you can trust this commander of yours. Everything hinges on him reaching out to the right people. I can’t stress this enough. My little brother has to remain untouched through all of this.” I knew that was easier said than done, but I was going to make every effort to protect him. I don’t even know why I was doing it, considering that he wasn’t doing that for me. I knew that he couldn’t show weakness even for family.