Save Me

Chloe started the game to get him to change his thoughts on dying. She wanted him to give something to live for. She noticed he didn't make that promise to her and she wasn't going to push it, yet. She was washing the dishes when a tattooed arm wrapped around her waist. He began to bite and sick on her neck. She moaned and grinded her ass into him. He groaned and cupped her breasts, squeezing them.

She had to pull away when her burner phone began to ring. She answered it, "Agent Bishop." "Status report." Cain said. "It's quiet here." She told her. "Any movement on Lopez?" "He's gone off the radar. No one is able to find him. We have a feeling he's hunting Dawson himself." Chloe scoffed, "Good luck to him." "Don't get cocky Bishop. Lopez has men, money, and power. He'll make you disappear along with Dawson."

Chloe rolled her eyes, "Do you think he'd do something so stupid? He knows my family, knows what they're capable of if one of our own goes missing." She sighed, "And you wonder why many think your family is some kind of mob." Her family was powerful, owning most of Westfield. "We're trying to track him but so far we're not having any luck. Keep your wits about you Chloe." She told her. Chloe nodded, "Will do." She glanced at Nikolia before she began speaking to Cain in another language.

Nikolia wondered what she had said but it was probably something top secret. Agents, he scoffed in his head. When she hung up she turned back to him. "Sorry you got interrupted. Better luck next time." She then went back to the sink and he chuckled softly as he shook his head.

That night they had enjoyed a delicious dinner prepared by him. Chloe laid on the bed, a smile on her face, her hands on her stomach. "Food is life." She declared. Suddenly bullets were flying. She was quick to get Nikolia down before she crawled her way to the window. She fired off a couple of shots like an expert.

She went from a content dorky thing to a confident and strong woman. The transformation and the adrenaline in his veins had his cock hard. His eyes went to a gun taped under the kitchen island. He slid to it, ripping the gun from the table and went to the back door to help take them out. She glanced over her shoulder and saw how sexy he looked. It was clear he knew how to shoot and it had her soaked.

She concentrated at the life and death situation before her. She can think about jumping him later. Once everyone was taken out they double checked the perimeter. She called Cain and left a voicemail about what happened. She cursed when she saw that her tires were popped.

Nikolia came out with their bags, "Come on." They went through the woods and found a Range Rover they had left the keys in the ignition. Nikolia started it then pulled out quickly. "Any idea on where to go?" He asked. "Can't go too far. We need to stay somewhat close for the trial." She told him. He nodded in agreement and began driving in a random direction. The best way to stay hidden is if you don't even know where you are.

After driving for an hour and was confident no one was following them he pulled over. "Are you injured?" He asked her softly. They studied each other, daring the other to make the first move. "No, are you?" She asked him. Their foreheads were now resting against each other. Their breath mingling, their lips brushing against each other. "Not from the bullets." He told her. Her eyes went to the bulge in his pants, she smiled and moved away, "It's going to take more than that Nikolia." He loved the way his name rolled off her tongue. Two days, he reminded himself. Two days was the amount of time he knew her.

This wasn't some damn fairy tale where you fall in love instantly. His eyes ran over her one last time before he pulled on to the road again. Then again you can lust after someone instantly. One night stands exist for a reason. Something told him that if he did have sex with her, it wouldn't be a one night stand.

He drove till they found a motel. They got out and she used the FBI card to pay for it. It was linked to an untraceable bank account. Better than him using his cash stash. He would need that once he's on his own. They entered the motel room and neither said anything when they saw the one bed. "How often does that happen to you?" He asked her curiously.

She shrugged, "To be honest I lost count. Have you ever had sex after a rush like that? God it's so amazing." She then eyed his cock, "To bad you won't get to experience it." She got up and made her way to the bathroom for a shower.

Nikolia groaned and ran a hand down his face. He needed to handle this while she was in the shower. He didn't notice that the door wasn't closed all the way, and can see him in the mirror. He took off his shirt, tossing it on his bag. He sat in an arm chair, giving her perfect view of his face. His head was tilted back, his large hand wrapped around his even larger cock. His breathing picked up as did the speed of his hand. Her panties were soaked and she bit her lip to keep her from moaning at the sight of him.

When he came, her name was on his lips. She stripped and stepped into the waiting water, forgetting to shut the door all the way. Her core ached. Her fingers circled her clit before she pushed them into her. She was trying to keep her moans soft as she fucked herself while thinking about him. She thought of his hands on her, touching her, squeezing her, making her scream his name.

She mumbled his name as her orgasm hit her, and he had watched the entire thing. Fuck, he thought moving from the door so he could get ready for bed. He wasn't going to last if they kept going like this. And he had a feeling she wasn't either.