“Ride me, baby,” he whispered.
He squeezed my globes and rubbed my nipples while I lifted myself up on my knees and then slammed down on him, taking all of him inside of me at once. My pussy stretched to accommodate his huge size.
I rocked back and forth against him and I could feel the liquid heat growing to incredible temperatures until I was no longer able to hold it in. My pussy walls vibrated and I exploded all over him.
I heard him groaning, and soon, his huge cock began to throb, and he shot a massive load of his come deep into my body.
It felt as though my come was going to continue flowing for an eternity. Eventually, my pussy quit convulsing, and my body stopped quaking.
When I could breathe, I slid off of him, collapsing on the blanket next to him. After washing off, I fell into a deep sleep, cuddled next to this incredible man who had taken me to the edge of the world and allowed me to explore the deepest recesses of space and time.
13
Jared
Iknew that I had taken Elise outside of her comfort zone. Yet, she trusted me and traveled to places that she never knew existed. Not only did I find it incredibly sexy as she put on her show, but I enjoyed looking at her gorgeous, curvy body.
As I laid next to this incredible woman, who certainly turned me on with her body, I considered how much she turned me on as a woman—a bright, intelligent, determined, brave woman.
Settling down had never been on my list of desired accomplishments. It had always been there in the back of my mind, but it had never been a goal that I wanted to actively pursue. Yet, now, as I held her, I wondered what life would be like if I had someone like Elise in my life permanently. Someone to come home to and maybe to have a family with.
Scratch that. Not a woman like Elise. Elise herself.
Gage and Alexander had been around the world as much as I had. They had seen the evils that the world offered. They had gone through the same horrific experiences that I had. Yet, they had amazing wives and families. They were great husbands and fathers. It was definitely something to think about.
I slept light, as usual. Our pursuers were close to us. I couldn’t afford to sleep deeply. It was one of the many talents I learned while in the military. We are taught to sleep with all our gear on, sleep with one eye open, and survive on just a couple of hours in several days. Of course, once the mission was over, we stripped down and crashed.
Elise’s ankle was still swollen, and when I pressed on it, she winced. She tried not to let me see her wince, but I knew it was painful. However, we had to get going. She never even made a face. She just got up, got ready, and then we were on our way.
We walked for quite some time. Elise was doing an excellent job of keeping up. I could tell by the end of the day that she was leaning more and more on the walking stick. However, we had a destination in mind that we really needed to reach tonight.
Just after dark, I found the place I was looking for at the edge of the woods. We were just outside of a medium-sized town. They had a pretty decent hostel. Elise pulled on the burqa again. We adjusted it so it would fit her the way it was supposed to. Her walking stick and limp actually helped with her disguise. It made her look a lot older than she really was.
Slowly, we made our way through the town to the hostel I had picked out during the planning stage. It was on the outskirts of the town, which would help us make a fast getaway if we needed to have an escape plan. I registered us as husband and wife. I was starting to really like that idea. It had a nice ring to it. It was certainly a concept I would have to explore after we got home. I didn’t want to mistake the development of false emotions that sometimes occurred during crisis situations with true love, although I was pretty positive about how I was feeling about her. However, right now, I was the man who saved her and the one who took her virginity. She needed to have a chance to sort out her true emotions, too.
It was a little nerve-wracking with the way the clerk looked at me and then looked at my identification card again. I did have an olive complexion, although not as dark as a lot of Iranians. I also didn’t have a beard or mustache. Not all Iranian men had them, but many did. I should have thought of that.
My muscles tensed, and I could sense Elise becoming a little nervous as well. However, the clerk finally appeared satisfied, gave me my identification card back, and handed over the keys to a room.
I didn’t relax until we were locked inside the room, and even then, I wasn’t too relaxed. We were in dangerous territory.
Elise was delighted that this room had a shower. She stripped off her clothes and turned the shower water on as hot as she could get it. After fishing some soap out of our bag, she washed herself thoroughly, while I kept watch. Something didn’t sit right with me. I wasn’t sure what it was, but my instincts told me to be on high alert.
She had finished showering and rinsing out her bra and panties when there was a knock on the door. The hotel clerk was standing there with a man who was holding a gun. The man with the gun demanded to see my wife. I told them that she was in the restroom, and it would be just a minute. I tried to close the door, but the armed man stuck his foot in it to keep it from shutting all the way.
Meanwhile, Elise was in the bathroom, struggling to put the burqa back on. I had no idea how women did that regularly. It seemed to be very heavy and bulky.
After a few minutes, Elise came out.
“Let me see your hands,” he demanded.
I got ready to attack, as Elise had very pale skin.
Elise stuck out her hands. They were just a tad bit darker than mine. I thought I did a good job of holding in my surprise. I didn’t think there had been any makeup in the bag.
The man with the gun grunted, and he glared at the hostel clerk, who seemed to shrink back a bit.
“I want to see your face,” the gunned man said, tersely.