Driven Lust (10 page)

The car wasn't bullet proof glass and the
hoodie still came at it. Knowing his client may be in danger, he
prepared for the worst. Pulling his weapon and aiming it at the
same time that hoodie pulled his, he aimed his weapon. James
yelled, "Halt!" and the man focused on James. The crowd gasped
behind the man.

"Drop it!" James ordered, waiting for any
sign of aggression. He had never shot a man before and this was
testing his resolve.

The hooded man weighed his option and
relaxed his weapon. Seeing the look in James' eyes, he dropped it
on the ground.

Police that was guarding against the
protestors showed up right behind him and James lowered his weapon.
They had him handcuffed and kneeling on the ground in seconds.
Several more showed up and James saw that he was safe to open the
door.

Letting his client out, she looked a little
rough because James had messed up her hair and her clothes were
tangled. She took a moment to straighten her skirt and coat then
started walking to the hotel.

James put his arm around her and steered
around the people that gathered. Marching in through the door, a
policeman followed. While his client dealt with the front desk,
James dealt with the officer, giving him his CCW and driver's
license.

James had the room placed on his credit
card, giving the client the room number and keys. The client waited
with him in case they needed any questions answered.

"Thank you, James." she said, looking a
little shaken up.

"It was an honor to serve you, Mrs. Gracie."
James replied.

It wasn't long before the officer returned
with his items, telling him "Good work." and leaving him. They
apparently didn't need his client so they headed for her room.

Dawn opened the door, took off her coat and
slumped on the bed. Looking over at the night stand, she grabbed
the TV remote and hit the power button.

"What the hell happened out there?" she
asked, as she looked through the stations.

"You were in jeopardy, Miss." James simply
said.

She found a local station and they were
replaying the incident. For the second time, James found himself on
camera. This was not good news. Publicity isn't good for business
and chauffeurs are supposed to be in the background.

"You saved my life!" she exclaimed,
listening to the announcer.

"The police were right behind him." James
pointed out.

"You're the only one with a gun out." She
retorted. "The police would have let me die!"

"Miss Gracie..." James started.

"Don't call me that! You saved my life. Call
me Dawn." she said, holding back tears.

"I've done no more than what anyone else
would have done." James explained.

"Are you kidding? Look! There's a shitload
of 'anyone else' and none of them helped!" realizing just how lucky
she was.

"Try to calm down, no sense fretting over
it." James consoled. "May I get you a drink?"

"Please, make it a stiff one." she replied
as her cell phone went off.

James mixed a drink from the hotel bar.
Someone found out what happened already and was concerned for her
welfare. She explained that it was a disgruntled employee and her
driver saved her life.

James' earpiece went off, 'Farlow! What the
hell happened?'

He replied, 'Everything is fine here. Client
is in the safety of her room.'

'The hell if it is! You're all over the
news!' and James knew that wasn't going to be good.

“Sorry about that. I didn't want to be.” was
all he could think of to answer.

“Sorry? What are you sorry for? You did
great!”

James didn't know if it was Niles, Virgil,
or someone else on the other end so he just said, 'Thanks' figuring
they probably didn't realize that James will be recognized all over
the city for a while.

'We have your car. It'll be in the hotel
garage when you're ready to leave.'

James watched the TV as his car pulled away,
officers were breaking up the protestors, and media crews moved
back to the sidewalk.

Dawn rose up and headed to the bathroom.
Letting her hair down, she called to him, "James" and he responded,
turning off the TV, "Yes Miss?"

"I need to take my mind off of the stress
I've had today." turning to face him. "Is there something you could
think of that would do that?" unbuttoning her blouse.

James' heart rate went up while her hands
continued down and unhooked the skirt she was wearing. "I would be
willing to relieve you of your stress." eyeing the curves she
unveiled.

Walking over to James, she turned around,
allowing him to unclasp her bra. Grabbing his hands behind her,
"Perhaps a massage." and placed them on her ass, "Right about
there." and James started kneading her cheeks while she bent
over.

James took the initiative and got both his
hands in the insides of her panties. Squeezing with his thumbs in
the center, he found the softness beside her anus. Working further
in, it prompted Dawn to spread her legs wider. Soon, he was
massaging her cunt lips, tugging, pulling and pinching them.

Working his way out, he used his fingernails
and softly scratched her cunt lips all the way back to her anus,
and then lowered her panties.

"Ah, that was nice." raising up and shucking
her panties. "Now, what can I do for my hero?" turning around naked
in front of James while jutting her breasts in front of his
face.

Without answering, James buried his head in
her chest, reaching for both breasts with his hands. She grabbed a
hold of his ears and forced him onto a nipple, "Suck it James! Suck
it good!" and ground her labia on his knee.

James let go of her breasts and ran them
down her sides, over her curve, and onto her ass. He massaged the
cheeks from this direction, helping her grind on his knee. Paying
attention to her anus, he heard her moan, "Finger it James!
Finger-fuck it!" and he slipped one in while she forced him on the
other nipple.

She moaned and groaned while holding his
head, James fought to coordinate his efforts. Sucking a nipple,
squeezing a cheek, and fucking in and out of her ass with a finger,
he had his work cut out for him.

Tugging his ears, she pulled him up and
worked to undress him. His earpiece went off,
'James, turn the
damn mike off
!' and he scrambled to get the radio out. He had
forgotten about that and knew they had heard him. Stripping himself
of the gear, he placed it all on the night table.

Dawn was on him and raised his shirt over
his head, then tackled his belt and pants. She paused at his
underwear, looking up to him and smiled. Yanking them off him, she
put them in her purse. With James taking his socks off, it wasn't
long before he was completely nude. Stepping back, Dawn inspected
her prey.

"My, you are a hunk! A damn sight better
than my husband." and lunged at him. "Give me that cock!"

James was surprised at her speed and she
caught him off guard, her hand gripped his shaft, and he was pushed
back on the bed. Swallowing his head, she stroked his meat and
grabbed his balls with the other hand. She forced more in her mouth
and started bobbing up and down. Getting her mouth filled turned
her on more and she made different plans.

Hopping on the bed, she worked her way up
and straddled James' cock. Impaling it in her, she rode it sitting
up. James grabbed her breasts and held them as she moved up and
down. She went faster and told him how good he felt. James told her
to fuck him hard and she obliged, riding up and down faster. He
pinched her nipples and she quivered on him. It put her over the
edge and she screamed a little as she tried to maintain her pace.
James took up the effort and finished her off, letting her come
down from her orgasm. He slowed to a stop and released her breast
while she gasped for air.

Regaining her strength, she crawled up his
body and straddled his head. "Suck my cum." and forced her pussy in
his mouth. He tongued and licked for a minute, but she wanted to
turn around. He started back in on her while she went after his
cock. Sixty-nine, James thought as he felt her lick him off. His
cock grew harder with her attention and he involuntarily humped her
mouth. Grabbing her ass cheeks and forcing more of her on him, he
used his chin on her clit while his tongue buried in and out of
her.

She humped another orgasm in his mouth and
he swallowed what she offered. Teasing and nipping, James played
while she recovered. She dismounted his head and laid on her back,
James moved to give her room. "Fuck me" she demanded and he
complied.

Kneeling on his haunches, he grabbed a leg
and tugged it over his shoulder, bringing her pussy closer.
Grabbing his cock, he rubbed it over her slit. Feeling her hole, he
dipped it in and then pulled it back out. It made a sucking sound.
He rubbed the head of his cock on her clit and she reacted,
twitching her pelvis at him. Taking the advantage, James separated
her lips with his other hand and slapped his cock on her clit. She
jerked when it hit and relaxed. He did it a few more times,
smacking her pussy slowly and gently. With each hit she jerked, but
another hit would prevent her from relaxing.

James found a rhythm and increased the
tempo, beating her clit with his drumstick. "What the fuck?" she
asked in her sweet agony, unable to get her leg off his shoulder,
her pussy spread by his fingers, and trapped while the cock
continued its thumping. James said nothing, slapping and slapping,
ever so gently, he beat her into orgasm. At the top of her heat he
stopped and rubbed the clit back and forth rapidly, increasing the
length of her pleasure. On her way down, he went back to the soft
beating and finished with rubbing slowly as it ended.

Raising her other leg and pulling them both
up over her, James reached down with a tongue and cleaned her juice
that spilled from the back of her ass to the clit. Setting her back
down, he petted her mound, kneading and rubbing more blood into it.
When he felt she was ready, he inserted his cock and made her take
him little by little.

She was his to control and he took the lead,
throwing a leg underneath him, twisting her to the side, but
leaving a leg on his shoulder. With force but slow, he rammed her,
not wavering in his thrusts. Faster he went and she moaned more as
his cock buried deep and then exited.

Grabbing an ass cheek with one hand and the
shoulder strapped leg with the other, he drew her to him then
backed her off. Faster he went, building his excitement. She helped
herself to her own sex and rubbed her clit in front of him. It
filled him with adrenalin, his ass clinched as he fucked, and the
sudden surge of force made Dawn open her eyes wide as she felt her
pussy quiver.

James saw enough, he was there, and wanted
to make her equal. Grabbing a nipple with the hand he was holding
her leg with, he tweaked and pulled, sending her over with him. As
she tensed, James found her anus and tried to get a finger in. As
soon as she relaxed for just a second, he plunged it in. She
screamed and pounded with her other arm on the mattress, James held
on for the ride. Spewing his cum up in her as deep as it could go,
both lost their sense of control and shivered past the mind blowing
orgasm.

James pulled his finger out of her ass,
eased her leg off his shoulder, and laid it on the bed. He rubbed
her ass as it was bound to be sore and massaged the life back into
her leg. A kiss on her shoulder and James got up, headed for the
bathroom to clean off.

He had been the lover of a cheating woman,
he thought, as he took his shower. Perhaps the man would understand
if he was able to explain it. He was just doing his job. Maybe the
husband lacked what it took to please his sexually demanding
spouse. James decided it was not left up to him to explain away
infidelity and dismissed the guilty thoughts from his mind. He had
given her four orgasms and he felt his obligations were fulfilled.
Her husband should have fulfilled his.

He finished up and stepped out, looking for
his clothes scattered around the room. He got dressed, minus the
underwear, while Dawn Gracie slept. Throwing the bed cover from the
side up over her, he exited the sex scented room.

He remembered the earpiece and clicked the
button,
“Farlow here, back online.
” and waited.

“James ... it's good to hear from you. Head
for the front desk, a guard is prepared to take you out the secured
entrance to your car. Do not go out the front. The media is waiting
to talk to you.”

James did as he was instructed and met a
guard named Jack. It wasn't long before he made it to his car and
pulled out onto the street. Sure enough, he saw the media with
microphones and camera ready and waiting at the front door.

Having three hours to kill, James headed for
the estate. Before he pulled in his earpiece sounded,
“Pull it
in the front garage. The media will be looking for that car.
”
and he followed their instructions.

Once more his earpiece alerted him to meet
in security. He got to the door and knocked. Niles opened it to
show three men inside and he was introduced to Harry and Phil; the
other two guards.

He saw Virgil on the phone and overheard
"He's here." and hung up.

"I know you're mad at me, I want to
apologize ahead of time. I didn't mean to draw attention to myself
but I was left with no choice.” trying to buffer their anger.

Niles frowned at him and asked, "Why do you
keep saying that? Nobody's mad at you."

James was a bit confused, "Because I will be
sought after by the media."

"So? You're a hero. You made the company
look good and nobody died." Phil explained.

"But I will have to lay low for a while
until the news finds another story." James countered. "I try not to
bring media attention to the company. The less attention the
better, I would think."