MC ROMANCE: Road to his Heart (Motorcycle Romance Mafia Crime Gang Romance) (Suspense Motorcycle Rich Boss Crime Short Stories) (13 page)

“Do what exactly?” he whispered.

“Fuck me. Put your fat cock inside me. Right here on the hood of the car,” I said as I leaned back on my hands. Then I leaned on my elbows and then my back was flush against the hood of the car and I opened my thighs wide.

“It is a good thing I am already hard, just from kissing you,” he laughed.

Then he moved down between my thighs, but it was his tongue that I felt first. He licked my pussy in the dark under the stars while I was sprawled out on the hood. He moved up and down and around in a circle over my clitoris until I was squirming and screaming. “You taste so good Amelia,” he said. Then I shivered as my whole body convulsed into orgasm. Liam moaned as he drank from me, my sweet nectar. Then he stood up and put himself between my thighs and pushed his hard cock inside of me with one fast thrust. “Yes!” I yelled out. “Oh yes! Please fuck me Liam! I don’t ever want to stop feeling your cock.”

“As you wish my dear Amelia,” he whispered. He grabbed the back of my thighs and pulled my body closer to him. Now his skin was flush against mine. He kept his hands on my thighs just under them, as he controlled his movement in and out me. He moved his cock fast, and then slow, and then fast again pumping and slamming into me. It wasn’t long before I was once again having an orgasm. This is what sex was supposed to be like, I thought, pure pleasure. I looked up at the stars overhead in the night sky, and I hoped this would not be the last time that I was with Liam. I liked it too much. I grabbed onto my tits and squeezed them in my hands. They were quite nice sized at a b-cup and I had large round rosy nipples that Liam seemed to love. I propped my head up to look at him, locking eyes with him as he watched me squeeze my tits together. Then his face tensed into a perfect ‘o’ with his mouth and he groaned and grunted as he released himself inside of me. Then he leaned over and placed his head on my belly and he tried to catch his breath. That was it. I was hooked on this older man. Now, no other guy would compare unless they had the skill of an older man like Liam. We eventually peeled ourselves off the car and got dressed. After a few more minutes of making out I insisted that I be taken home. I thought my parents would be worried that I was so late getting home from my part time job at the library. He was reluctant to leave my side but was very sincere and sweet in our departure from one another. An hour later Liam drove me back to my house.  “Think about it Amelia. I want you with me on the road. I can always bring you back if you are unhappy,” then he kissed me.

I kissed him back and said, “I will have an answer for you tomorrow.”

I went inside of my house to the drama of my family. My mother and father were shouting at each other and they hardly detected me when I walked in. I was sort of annoyed that they didn’t even notice I was late. I was nothing than an extra paycheck to them to pay the bills because they were too lazy to look for jobs that paid a living wage. It made me very angry. I hated them in that moment. Now I did not feel bad at all about being late. Suddenly going away with Liam for a while seemed like a suitable idea. As he said, I could always come back home to this shouting house. I made myself an avocado and cheese sandwich amongst the shouting and took it to my room. Sex had made me very hungry. After I ate I looked in the mirror. I was no longer Amelia. At least I was no longer the Amelia that had left the house this morning. I was now the Amelia that was no longer a virgin and I felt powerful. I felt in control of my life for the first time ever. It was an intoxicating feeling. I smiled at myself and thought about Liam, there was no one else I had ever met that I would want to give my virginity too. The guys my age that I knew did not give me the same reaction and arousal that I felt with Liam. I knew it was because he was an older man. I liked that secure feeling he gave me. He wasn’t the typical older man either. He was cool. He wore plaid shirts and boots, not suits. I liked it a lot. There was something very fresh about him. He was an adventurer and a doctor. It was what every girl dreamed off and here he was like a white knight offering to rescue me from my boring and drama filled life. I shut my eyes and imagined what it would be like to be with him taking care of me. He was an older man and I knew that he could take care of a young woman like me. He could also show me the world. I felt like it could be exciting. I imagined us on the train and walking in the woods. Then the thought of him taking me in his arms and kissing me over took that visual. I popped open my eyes. I needed to do this! How often would an attractive doctor invite me to go on the road while I was young and new to the world? No, I had to do it. The thought of not doing it and never seeing Liam again made me feel very sad. That was it. I needed to take action. I could always change my mind at the last minute, but for now I needed to pack. I jumped out of my bed and grabbed my backpack. I needed to fill it with clothes and toiletries.  I had never runaway from home before so I really didn’t know what to take. I packed a thin beach towel and a bikini swimsuit. I rolled up two pairs of jeans and a pair of yoga pants. I packed a sweater and a few t-shirts and a few pairs of socks and bras and panties, though I knew that I would probably not wear them the majority of the time. Then I laid out a rugged dress and boots with wool thigh high stockings to wear tomorrow with my olive green army jacket. In my purse I packed a hairbrush, make up, toothbrush, soap, toothpaste, and other toiletry female items. I think this was all I needed. Then I looked around the room. No, there was one more thing that was essential to this trip, a book. I went to my towering bookshelf, the one thing in my room I valued highly and pulled my copy of “On the Road.” I stuffed it into my purse. Now I was ready and very excited. This was so out of character for me, but I had good thoughts about it.

I wasn’t sure if I would actually go through with it, but something about getting my stuff packed and ready to go was exhilarating. Big Sur was the haven of writers like Jack Kerouac and Henry Miller. In short, it was paradise.

The next day the sun was shining in my window and the ringing of my alarm was blaring. I turned it off. I rolled out of bed and began my same routine of getting ready for school. I showered, brush my teeth, brushed my hair and got dressed. I picked up my backpack and noticed the extra weight. I looked inside and saw everything I had packed the night before. Suddenly, it all came back to me.  I remembered the cute run away in the library, Liam. I remembered the offer to run away with him. I grabbed my bag and ran out the door.  I took one last look at the front of my house in sort of saying goodbye to it. Then I hopped on the city bus back to the library where I had met Liam the day before. I hoped that he had not already left.

When I walked up he was sitting on the curb with two coffees and a bag of croissants.

“How did you know I would come? You have two coffees there?” I smiled at him. He was just as attractive as I had remembered him.

“It was something in the way you looked. Like you are screaming to get out of here and experience the world. I know that look well, and you have it.”

I sat next to him and drank the hot coffee and ate a croissant. “I can’t believe I am doing this.”

Something about his green soulful looking eyes made me feel safe. He made me feel like I could trust him. I believed him.

“Okay,” I agreed. “So what now?”

He pulled out a paper map and showed me a highlighted route.  “I dropped off my rental car. We’ll take a cab to the Amtrak station twenty minutes from here.  Then to this little town outside of Monterrey then it’s a bus ride that only runs every few days to Big Sur. I mean, that’s what we’ll strive for, but if something cooler comes up we can always do that instead. The sky is the limit, or I should say road.”

Then I took a deep breath and said, “Okay, let’s do it.”

Liam let out a, “Woop!” and stood up. He reached his hand out to me and helped me to my feet.

We took a cab to the train station and I was beyond nervous. In my head the entire time I was questioning if I was doing the right thing. Would my parents notice?

Half an hour later we were sitting in the café car of the train. There was a small concession stand at the end of the car with a train attendant selling all kinds of yummy treats.

We sat in a booth with a small table. I watched as the scenery passed us by. It was an absolutely epic view. Suddenly the world was unfolding in front of me at a flash. I was immediately happy that I had come. I had made the right decision.

Liam pulled out a deck of cards and we played a few games. We laughed and had a great time drinking coffee and playing cards. The train was the most romantic place to be. Not just in the sense of male and female romance, but in a romantic sense of adventure. I had never been on the train before. I was going through so many new experiences. It was intoxicating.

“I have to find the ladies room. Where do they have those things on a train?”

“Come on I will show you. It’s down stairs and down a hallway.”

Liam stood up and reached his hand out for me to help me to my feet. I quickly loved the way he did that. I gave him my hand and he held it all the way down the train car to the stairs. We started on the steps and the train hit some turbulence and Liam fell against me. Suddenly he was pinning me against the wall of the stairwell with his body. I felt lightheaded and breathless. I wanted him to kiss me. He stared at me and locked eyes. His hand reached up and brushed the hair from my face. My lips parted waiting for the next step, for him to kiss me.  But he didn’t. He pulled away and grabbed my hand and led me down the stairs. He was being a gentleman. I liked him for it, but I wanted the kiss more.

We spent eight hours on the train and took naps in our seats. They were comfortable enough and the soft sway of the train put me to sleep.  The next morning we had breakfast in the café car and watched the landscape change from desert to hills to forest. It was inspiring.

We finally arrived at our station in California. Here we would change over to a bus. The train did not go straight to Big Sur only a bus did. We stepped off the train and bought bus tickets. It wasn’t leaving for another two hours. We decided to sit at the café and order our favorites, cherry coke and cheeseburgers.

I sat across from Liam looking at him. Over the last three days I had got to know him more than anyone I had ever met. He had opened up to me and made me feel comfortable with him. He stared back at me with his soulful green eyes and smiled.

“Are you happy?” he asked.

“I am.”

“Seriously though. Are you glad you came with me or are you feeling regret? You can be honest with me, always.”

I smiled at him, “I feel no regret. I am having such a good time. I can’t believe this is real.”

“Okay, but you’ll tell me if you want to go home. Just tell me at any time. I will keep my promise to you Amelia, always.”

He reached out and put my hand in his on the table. We just sat there staring at each other. My heart felt like it was going to explode. This was the best experience of my life yet. I was falling for this guy, this stranger, this adventurous doctor. I had run away with him for my own reasons of wanting more out of life, but now I was staying because I liked him a lot.

Two hours later we were on the bus. It took us along the California coast. It was stunning. Large rocks and cliffs mixed with large trees. It was four hours of these blissful views on the way to Big Sur.

We looked out the bus window at the large redwood trees that lined the road. They were beautiful and majestic. I was in awe of the gorgeous environment. It was like living in another time period, we had arrived. This was Big Sur.

Finally, the bus stopped in front of a country store and motel. There wasn’t an official bus stop sign, but it was a stop.

“This is us,” Liam said.  We grabbed our backpacks and stepped off the bus. I was beyond excited to finally be at our destination. I needed good sleep and to be still for a minute, or a day or two.

“What do you think?” Liam said as he turned in a circle looking up high at the towering trees above us.

“I love it. It’s beautiful. I’ve never seen anything like it.” I jumped up and down. I was truly glad I had come. I was truly glad I had left home.

We walked into the wooden cabin country store. However once I looked inside I realized it was more than just a country store. It was a very long building with a restaurant and bar on one side and the country store on the other.  Liam walked straight up to the bar and sat down and ordered some drinks and a few sandwiches for us.

“This place is perfect. Is this where we’re staying?” I asked.

“Sort of. They have these luxury tents off the trails in the woods. I figured we can try those out.”

“Luxury tents?”

He laughed, “Yeah, it’s like camping only a little better.”

After we finished Liam went into the rental office to pay for a few nights of luxury tent heaven. I was still sitting at the bar playing with the straw from my glass when a young woman walked in. She was carrying a load of towels and said a few things to the employee. It was obvious she worked here. She was a pretty blonde with blue eyes and a waspy body. She was probably about my age. I saw her turn toward the office and her eyes lit up.

“Liam?” she asked. Her voice was filled with controlled excitement.

He came out of the office and she ran to him. My eyes grew wide as I was confused and jealous all at once.