He looked into my eyes as his fingers tugged down the last cloth left on me. “You are beautiful.”
The connection between my mind and nose seemed to be cut off due to which my breathing came in an uneven manner. I gulped and touched his jeans. “You turn.”
He smirked, rising on his knees. “All yours babe.”
I grinned deviously as my hands went to his jeans, tracing his evident pleasure. I stared into his eyes that were now burning with desire. And just like that it was as if a switch was turned on.
Our actions become more urgent and feverish. His hands roamed all over my body while I removed his jeans and Calvin Klein boxers and matched his pace. Our moans and breaths matched as he pleasured me with his hand and mouth, making me reach a whole different level of orgasm. Before long he had plunged into me, making me scream his name with utter gratification. Our bodies in complete sync as our paces matched and the moans of ecstasy were swallowed by deep ardent kisses. I couldn’t figure out where his body started and mine ended as both reached our peaks together.
My eyes opened drowsily, I shifted to find a comfortable position but realized I couldn’t move because Bryan’s arm around my waist was too tight to let me move even a bit. I turned to face him and tell him to move but the innocent face that greeted me was enough to make the words swallow themselves.
The bad boy that was in a drug dealing gang looked like a Science nerd when he slept, completely oblivious to the outside exciting world. My eyes scanned his closed eyes and long eyelashes, wishing even I had such long ones. His pink lips were turned into a slight smile that was pretty hard to miss.
I thought about the pleasure and orgasms those lips bought me and my cheeks rapidly turned red. True to his word, I could barely move after our first round but I couldn’t give him the satisfaction of that so after resting for about ten minutes, I moved my hands around his chest, going down and smirked when I felt his erection almost instantly.
True to my word, this time I was the ‘Numerator’ and I can happily say that wasn’t the last time I was. By the time we had done it four times I couldn’t even feel my legs and we both had drifted off to sleep without saying a word.
And now that I was awake I wanted a round five. Oh dear, Bryan Cooper had turned me into sex maniac and the worst part was I didn’t mind it one bit.
“Hello.”
I turned my face at the husky sleepy voice that sent chills down my spine. “Wrong number.” I whispered, staring into his chocolaty eyes.
He smiled and leaned down to kiss me. Just as our lips were about to touch –
Bang.
We jumped back in shock, staring at each other. He regained faster than me.
“Fuck!” Bryan cursed, jumping out of the bed and passing my jeans and top before pulling his jeans and running to the door, opening it. I sat still, my mind still trying to comprehend that I heard a gunshot for the first time in my life. My dull eyes followed Bryan as he locked the door and ran to his bag, grabbing a gun from under his t-shirts.
“We are going to die.” I whispered my eyes widening at the sight of his gun and my ears registering the fast footsteps and shouts of the men below us.
Bryan turned to me, opening his mouth but then it shut as his eyes scanned my naked upper body. And that was what bought me to my senses. I scowled at him, even at a time like this only he could think of sex. He smiled sheepishly, pointing at my clothes. “Wear them fast. And no, we won’t die.” He vowed, looking straight into my eyes giving me reassurance.
I nodded, putting my under clothes and wearing the wrinkled top. “Yeah let those men come up, they’ll just see a cute hot couple and then offer us some nice flavored condoms and leave.” I snorted sarcastically.
Bryan gave a stink. “Your sarcasm is not helping right now Joanna.”
“So isn’t your happy-go-lucky attitude Bryan. They have guns, guns! And god knows how many are there. We cannot take them, I don’t even know how to hold a fucking gun.” I hissed, putting on my jeans.
“Who said anything about us? It’s me, just me. You are jumping out of that window and running now, get it?” he narrowed his eyes at me.
I almost slapped him. “Like hell I am. What happened to never leaving my hand?”
“Don’t act dumb. Go!” He shouted as the footsteps neared us.
“No!” I refused, knowing I was acting stupid. “Just because we had sex three hours back doesn’t mean you can control me.”
He looked at my defiant stance before letting out a strangled breath. “You’ll be the death of me.” he grunted, looking at the locked door.
I smiled. “I would love to.”
“Joanna please go, please?” He tried again.
“Are these your gang members, the disappeared ones?” I asked changing the subject.
He sighed in defeat. “Yeah.”
“I thought they were going to leave you alone.”
“Once a gang member, always a member.”
“Sounds horrible and how many are-” my sentence remained unfinished as someone kicked the door and the poor old wooden door cracked open in three fast and hard kicks.
“Well well, look what we have got here.” The unknown man cooed as he came closer. He had an accent, not an American or British, maybe Asian. Bryan clearly knew who he was as he stiffened in front of me.
“Riyaz.” Bryan greeted the man with a curt nod.
The man smiled this front tooth missing. “Looks like you got yourself a pretty girlfriend.” He tilted his head to get a better view of me but Bryan immediately stepped in front, blocking his view.
Soon three more guys joined Riyaz, the first two stepped inside but the third one remained outside, making us unable to see him. The other two looked hefty and wearing almost same black colored tee and pants. A similar bracelet kind of thing on their left wrists, must be the gang thing I thought to myself. They all held guns pointing at us. If these were the unimportant people I don’t even want to know how the important ones were. Probably shoot at sight ones. I shivered in fright at just the thought.
“What happened to Anastasia?” The man with a scar running over his left cheek asked trying look over Bryan at me.
Bryan stiffened even more as he stood straight in front me, making it impossible for the three to see me. “We broke up.”
“Aww. I thought you both would last longer. You know marry and have babies just like you two had promised each other.” The man with black hair snickered.
I felt the sudden need to grab a gun and shoot him right in the middle of his huge mirth filled eyes. Will his ex psycho bitch never leave us?
Bryan shrugged. “I found someone much better, someone actually worth it.”
I felt a smile tug up my lips.
“That’s so romantic.” Riyaz clapped his hands in fake enthusiasm. “But we don’t have time to catch up with your dumb love life Ace. We are here to take something and then we’ll just see ourselves out. You know keep it short and simple is our motto.”
Ace growled in displeasure. “What do you want?”
Scar-face grinned evilly. “Your hot girlfriend of course.”
“Like I’d let that happen.” Bryan snarled, taking a promising stance in front of me his left arm pulling me right against his back.
Riyaz smirked, his gun pointed at Bryan. “You know it was very wrong of you to call and inform the cops about our shipment. We managed to escape but you took us for fools if you thought we wouldn’t seek revenge.”
“Your revenge is with me, let Joanna go.”
“Joanna meaning ‘God is gracious’, how appropriate.” Scar-face chuckled.
“Dear friend-” Riyaz started but Bryan snapped. “I was never and never will be your friend, Riyaz.”
Riyaz’s eyes darkened instantaneously, his mouth forming a straight line. “I was obviously trying to be nice but you clearly don’t want it. So I’ll just tell you one last time before shooting you right in the chest. Hand that girl over here and you live or we will kill you and take her away. Either way we get her.” He paused, glaring right into Bryan’s eyes. “And don’t for one second doubt we won’t kill you.”
“Fuck off.”
Clearly Riyaz and the others didn’t like Bryan’s prompt response and soon there were three guns pointed at Bryan. I wondered what that fourth guy was doing standing outside, hatching eggs?
“I’ll come with you.” My trembling voice sounded forging even to me.
All four eyes turned to me. Bryan’s face held the most shocked expression.
“No fucking way!”
“Fantastic!”
Bryan and Riyaz exclaimed at the same time. Bryan turned to Riyaz with furious eyes. “I have shot you once on the right leg, I wouldn’t hesitate to shoot higher this time and making sure you rot in hell.”
“I am already in hell.” Riyaz said, winking at Bryan, infuriating him even more.
“Bryan.” I said in a low tone, grabbing his hand just when he stepped to punch a smirking Riyaz. It was clear they were all enjoying seeing a riled up Bryan, knowing he had no chance against them.
Bryan turned to me with a glare. “You will not go with them.” He spelt every word as if threatening a child to understand it.
“It is our only way.” I whispered. “They’ll let you live and then you can come and track us down and make them go behind bars.”
“Behind bars?” He snorted as if it was the funniest joke. “They are all going to die and I’ll be the one shooting them.”
“Can you for once use your brains and not your muscles?”
“No.” He turned back around. “She is coming nowhere with you assholes so get yourselves the fuck out of this cottage.”
I slapped his back. “Bryan.”
Riyaz grinned in amusement. “She so wants me.”
“Fuck you.”
Riyaz winked. “I bet she wants to.”
I felt my anger reach its peak. “Look here Mr. Riyaz whatever-the-fuck-your-last-name-is. I am least interested in you or these three buttholes you got with you. In fact you all disgust me. And the fact that you got backup shows how much you fear Ace. Jeez, he’s younger than you and yet you are shit scared of him. I pity you and your family that is if you even have one because you clearly deserve to die alone. People like you are the reason world has become dangerous and worse. Bloody fuckers.”
There was pin drop silence before Riyaz became red with anger. “Get this bitch.”
Scar-face and Blacky immediately stepped forward. But a new familiar voice froze all of us.
“Let me.” The fourth guy who was standing outside in the shadows until now, came inside showing his familiar face.
I felt my jaw drop and my heart squeeze painfully. I had trusted him and yet here he was in front of me, betraying me. My eyes scanned his face again for reassurance but it was the same person I who had held me when I was sad, the same person who encouraged me to never give up, the same person who had promised he would never break my trust.
“Alan.” I breathed, staring into those never-before-emotionless eyes.