Love and Gravity Page 5

  Jack already had the pedal down to the floor but the old car wasn't as fast as he could have wanted. They were barely hitting sixty as they reached the on ramp to the empty highway. It was still early enough that there were no other cars on the road.

  "Are we okay," Margot asked from her balled up position beneath the dashboard?

  "No, they saw us. We need to get as far away as we can, as fast as possible. They're probably going to follow us. Just stay down."

  A few minutes later, as the small Beetle barreled ahead on the road, Jack saw the car from the hotel parking lot appear in their rear-view mirror.

  "Damn it," he said. He watched as the car gained on them. The Beetle was giving its all already. There was no avoiding them. Jack heard gunshots, and a metallic ping as one of the bullets made contact with the back of the Beetle.

  "Margot, take the wheel!" Jack took his gun off safety. Margot popped out from her seat and grabbed the wheel, trying to orient her eyes on the road. She felt a horrible mixture of fear and adrenaline begin surging through her.

  As soon as she had the wheel in her hands, Jack was leaning out of his window, his foot planting the pedal firmly down into the floor of the car. He fired his gun at the wheel of the car pursuing them, but missed on his first shot and ducked back into the car as two bullets whizzed by his window. He twisted himself back around and out the window and shot at them again with no luck. He came back to his seat a second time. He opened the barrel of his gun. He only had one bullet left.

  "Goddamn it," he said, this time taking a deep breath and shutting the barrel of his gun.

  He took another breath to calm himself, and then whirled around and out the window again. Jack focused on their front tire as hard as he could before squeezing the trigger. He watched as the car behind them swerved violently off the road, flipping over onto the grass beside it. He'd hit his mark. They were safe for now.

  When Jack got back behind the wheel he looked over at Margot. She looked terrified.

  "It's okay, we're okay. You did great."

  He wanted to reassure her, but Margot just sunk back into her seat, shaking a little and looking at him through wide, worried eyes. Jack refocused on the road in front of him. She needed some time, and he needed to make a plan. Pop's guys knew what car Jack and Margot were in, so they'd need to ditch it once they got some road behind them. The only needed to make it one more day before Frank could meet them. They needed to hide. They needed more bullets.

  Jack braced his hands on the wheel as they continued to rush headlong into the faded grey morning. The sun was rising on them for the second time now. Only one more sunrise to go.

  They drove for most of the day after they’d made their getaway in the Beetle. They stopped once in a little town to get gas and bullets, where the shopkeeper had eyed them suspiciously before they left to get back on the highway.

  Jack called Frank on his cell while he drove to catch him up on their position and situation, and Frank gave Jack an address where to meet him at two p.m. the next day.

  Finally as darkness began to draw upon them again Jack exited the highway and parked under a bridge near a wide river and a large, lively city. They were about two hundred miles from the state lines now, and only fifty miles from where they were expected to meet Frank.

  Once they were out of the car, Jack picked a hammer up out of a pile of trash and hammered the license plate off, throwing into the river beside them. They would walk into the city, hole up in a room for the night again and hope for the best. It seemed unlikely that anyone would be able to find the car where they left it, and there were enough hotels in the town to provide some obscurity. They wouldn’t be easy to find this time.

  Back in Gravity word got around that Malone and the broad he was carting around had slipped past Pop’s boys again, and another cop had passed this information along to Detective Mueller. Mueller was more than a little relieved at their failure as he drove up the highway after them. He knew everything. What Malone had on Pop, Margot’s track record, what they were doing together. Malone had kept a digital copy uploaded to a cloud sharing site that Mueller had hacked into ages ago. He’d launched a full blown technical assault on Malone when they were first assigned to be partners, tapping his phones, hacking his accounts, even reading his credit card statements in case he could ever get some insurance on him.

  Mueller was friendly with Pop; he got paid to give him information sometimes. He was friendly with Lenny, too, who had pretty loose lips if you got him drunk enough. Mueller knew what Pop was hiding and how much Malone, Margot, and the file would be worth to him. He’d heard Malone set up the meeting with his friend from the Feds on his tapped cell. He knew where and when. And he knew he was going to be the one to get there first.

  While Mueller drove he mused about what he’d be able to get for them. A nice chunk of change at least, maybe a better position in Pop’s organization. He smiled and sped the car ahead faster up the quiet highway. He was finally going to get the recognition he deserved in Gravity. He was finally going to get over on Malone, that fucking punk.

  Chapter 7 -

  Margot sat on the hotel bed, hugging her knees and listening passively to the sound of the running shower water. Jack had gone in to bathe after they finished eating, leaving Margot alone with all of her thoughts. An endless stream of them ran through her head like beads on a string, one leading to the next and to the next.

  She thought about what the next day would bring, about the meeting with Frank when Jack would turn her over to him, along with whatever information he had on Pop. She thought about leaving her identity behind, like she would be leaving the city of Gravity, Pop, and her record. And she would be leaving Jack behind, too. Tonight was the last time she would ever be able to see him.

  The thought of never seeing Jack again stirred in her a regret and aching that would have seemed unfathomable such a short time ago. She focused again on the sound of the shower and recalled her own shower fantasy. She felt emboldened by her recollection, no longer reserved about her attraction to him. She owed him her life, understood his sense of loss and his passion, and after tomorrow she was never going to see him again.

  Margot had never been in one place long enough to find anyone. She’d never known a man that made her feel safe before Jack, other than her father. Alex had been her only boyfriend, and for four months she’d thought about being with him many times, but on a deep level something had never felt right enough about their relationship. Despite her conscious desire to trust him, she’d felt in a quiet way that her feelings for him stemmed from a desperate need for acceptance that Alex was manipulating in her. When he had touched her, she couldn’t ignore her distrust of him and could only recoil.

  Now at 23, Margot was a little embarrassed by her inexperience. She worried that if she reached out to Jack, she wouldn’t be able to please him, and would instead leave him with the memory of her awkward fumbling. She didn’t even know for sure that her advances would be welcomed. Had she imagined him leaning towards her on the bed the in the other hotel? Had he really been thinking of kissing her, or was it simply her imagination extending beyond her shower fantasy? Margot found it difficult to believe that something she wanted this badly could come to be, or that her desires weren’t somehow aberrant.

  She was beginning to feel frustrated, like she was swimming in quicksand. Margot struggled inwardly, trying to decide how to satisfy all of her wants. She was further distressed as she heard the shower stop. She was running out of time to make up her mind about what she wanted.

  Their relationship had been to this point, and would always have been, a short one. It was futureless, but not meaningless she was sure. She even felt that no one had ever cared for her as much as this man whom she hadn’t even known a few short days ago. She fought a sadness that threatened to swallow her. If not now, never, she thought.

  As the thought that “never” would be worse than death came to her, the bathroom door opened. Jack stood there, with
only a thick towel wrapped around his waist. The bandage was gone from his arm and Margot could see the small bullet wound on his triceps. His body was still glistening with wetness, and his eyes met hers with a gentle determination.

  Jack watched Margot’s eyes wander over his body and saw a warmth rise to flush her cheeks. Her eyes were wide in drinking him in, her lips slightly parted as she inhaled slowly and deeply. Jack didn’t want to feel tentative this time, he didn’t want to be interrupted. He wanted to tell her something he’d been thinking all day, for which there were no words.

  Jack walked over to Margot on the bed and sat down beside her. He put his hand up to her cheek and brought his face beside hers. He simply rested his head against her for a moment, feeling his connection to her strengthen, feeling it swallowing them both up.

  After a moment Jack felt Margot’s soft hand press against his chest. For a moment he thought that maybe she didn’t want him this way, that he had infringed upon her. His eyes were worried as Margot met them with hers. She looked into them, drawn even deeper into her desire by his concern. She brought her lips close to his. She could feel his gentle breathing before she kissed him.

  It was a slow kiss, light at first. As the seconds passed Margot felt a heady rush at the reality of the moment. This wasn’t a fantasy, this was really happening. She was getting exactly what she wanted for the first time in her life. She kissed him harder and pushed her body closer to his. She ran her fingers over his strong shoulders and chest. It was exhilarating to feel his firm muscles beneath her hands.

  Jack wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her even closer, bringing their stomachs together. He put his hands on her face and began to lightly to kiss her neck. It felt wonderful and tingly and sweet. Margot let her head fall back and closed her eyes. She felt herself opening, as though she was breathing in for the first time. She ran her fingers through his hair, still cool and damp from the shower and felt ecstasy surging through her veins and heating her whole body.

  Her clothes felt stifling and she wanted them off. She wanted to feel him with her body.

  Margot kissed Jack again before standing up. She had never let a man see her naked before. She thought her body was beautiful. She felt like she was sharing a gift with him in showing him, something unique to her, and she wanted to be open about it. This was something she’d wanted for so long.

  Margot stood before Jack, sitting on the edge of the bed, and took off her clothes one piece at a time. She was slow and methodical. She watched Jack’s eyes the whole time. She watched him watching her and could see in his face that he treasured the moment she was giving him.

  She savored the slowness with which she undressed. She wanted this moment to last, to burn itself into her memory. She never wanted to forget the way Jack’s eyes looked as he first saw her. As she continued undressing she could see that he had become hard under the towel around his hips. This made her notice her own wetness.

  Jack surveyed everything, from her heated eyes down over her breasts, down to her perfectly trimmed pubic hair. Margot could feel his eyes tracing her and it made her nipples harden as he gazed at them. Feeling her body responding to him turned her on even more and her pussy swelled even fuller with longing and wetness. She was consumed by a sweet, painful aching for him. She couldn’t wait to see him any longer.

  Margot got on her knees between his legs and wordlessly pulled open the towel until it came undone. She ran her eyes down his body. He was quivering with hardness, and his dick was so large it was intimidating and tantalizing to her all at once. Margot stared at him, feeling aware of his strength and vulnerability, feeling aware of her own. She wanted to feel him. She put her hands on his knees and timidly ran them up his inner thighs until she reached his cock. She wrapped her hand around him, and could feel him pulsing with his desire for her.

  She couldn’t believe that someone could feel this way about her, that she could stimulate someone else so much. She found it deeply arousing that she could physically see and feel how intense his desire for her was. She loved the way he felt in her hand, hard and soft at the same time.

  “I’ve never been with a man before Jack. I want to do this, but I also wanted to tell you.”

  She leaned forward onto the bed and put him in her mouth. She was shallow at first, tracing his head with her tongue and licking lightly down his shaft. Jack leaned back onto his elbows and she could hear him making small, delightful sounds as she licked him.

  She felt his hips begin to curl under gently, rhythmically as though he was inside her. She put him fully in her mouth and began to run slowly up and down his length. Jack laid back on the bed and put his hands on her head to feel her movements, thrusting slowly into her mouth a bit deeper each time.

  Jack let Margot do this until he almost lost control of himself, and stopped her. He wanted to take his time with her, to make this last. He pulled her over onto the edge of the bed beside him. Her hair spilled out onto the mattress beneath her head, and her body stilled as she waited for his advance. Jack reached around and kissed her, turning his body so that his cock was pressed against her soft leg. He put his hand on her breast while he kissed her, massaging it broadly before lightly rubbing her nipple with his fingers. She became so hard for him that he almost lost control of himself again, and pulled his hand away. He moved it slowly down her stomach until he reached her clit, and let his hand sit on top of it for a moment. The warmth from his palm made Margot ache.

  Jack rubbed her with his palm, slowly stimulating her. As it began to feel better and better Margot couldn’t help but spread her legs wider, silently encouraging him to go inside of her with his fingers. Jack resisted the urge to penetrate her. He wanted to tease her until neither of them could wait any longer.

  Jack squeezed Margot’s leg under his own, pressing himself into her. He kissed his way down to her breasts, brushing her nipples with his lips and sucking them lightly until she was arching beneath him with pleasure.

  Jack got off the bed and hovered above her, kissing her stomach and massaging her breasts, kissing down further until he reached her clit. He put his hands on her knees and spread her legs further open. He put his mouth on her, licking her with his tongue in slow, short strokes. He began licking her everywhere, lengthening the strokes of his tongue until he had tasted her completely. She felt so painfully swollen. She wanted to grab him and force him into her but could only lay still while he played with her.

  Jack began to focus on her clit more, and his long licks turned into tiny butterfly flutters on her most sensitive area. Margot was bursting with need for him as she felt him run his hand up her thigh and put two fingertips inside of her. He played with her opening, tracing it shallowly with his fingers while he kept his mouth on her. He put his fingers in a little more deeply, just inside of her and pressed into her swollenness rhythmically.

  Margot’s whole body was buzzing. She was dizzy, and moaning, and felt completely at his mercy. She wanted him inside her so badly that he was making her want to cum. She was trying to fight it, she wanted to wait, but he pressed into her with his fingers more firmly and began doing something with his tongue that she couldn’t even understand. She couldn’t help herself anymore. She started cumming with his fingers in her, moaning and arching uncontrollably. He kept his fingers inside her, feeling her contractions and kissing her thighs while she came.

  Margot felt exposed to him after she came, so vulnerable. Jack came up from the floor and lay beside her a moment, pressing his forehead into hers and caressing her stomach. He began kissing her and Margot could feel herself already becoming aroused again. Jack pushed her farther back onto the bed, until her whole body was lying on it, then got on top of her and spread her legs with his knees.

  She felt him reaching down and stroking himself as he kissed her. She was becoming more and more turned on. She could feel the tip of him pressing against her pussy as he stroked himself, teasing her. She wrapped her hands over his back and felt down to his waist a
nd his buttocks. She put her hands on his hips and tried to press him into her, but he was unyielding. Margot was beginning to feel mad with her need for him.

  “Should I…” Jack started to ask.

  “No, please. Just like this,” Margot said pulling him closer.

  Jack kissed her again and pushed himself into her. Margot cried out softly, feeling a little pain as he entered her. Within seconds the pain was muted by her intense desire to have him inside her and pleasure took its place. Jack began thrusting into her in waves. Margot felt so full of him, completed by his presence inside of her. His body pressed against hers delightfully as he made love to her. She had never felt so much pleasure before.

  Margot wanted him deeper. She wrapped her legs up around the small of his back and felt him sink further into her. His thrusting was become more forceful and faster. Margot could feel him pushing into her harder. She wanted to take all of him in, pulling his hips in towards her with her hands.

  Jack took Margot’s legs and put them up on his shoulders. As the angle of her pelvis changed Margot felt him as though he had just entered her all over again. The sensation was intense and overwhelming. He was taking her hard now.

  Jack put her legs back down and leaned in to kiss her.

  “Jack, I want you to cum inside me,” Margot said.

  “Are you sure,” Jack asked? Margot could see the yearning in his eyes as he kept thrusting into her.

  “Please, please…,” Margot begged. She felt him growing harder as she pleaded.

  Jack started thrusting faster into her. Her pleas made him feel helpless to stop himself. He swelled bigger inside her as he thrust until the thought of cumming in her was too much for him to hold back any longer. He kissed her passionately and started cumming, pressing deeply into her.

  Jack stayed inside of her until he had finished completely, and kissed her afterwards. He fell onto the bed beside Margot and took her hand in his as they both lay still, feeling deeply satisfied and together. Margot felt peaceful and completely happy. No one could ever take this night away from her now.