Protected by the HERO (62 page)

“I couldn’t sleep without you and when I did sleep, I dreamt about you. I was so afraid I would never see you again. Never touch you again,” Jordan said. I silenced him by placing a finger on his lips. I sat up and patted the seat beside me so that he would sit down. Jordan got up off his knees and sat down beside him.

We switched places; I was now on my knees between his legs, looking up at him. No more needed to be said. Jordan’s cock was hard and pushing up against the towel. I smiled at him as I slid my hand into the waist and pulled the towel apart. His rock hard cocked bobbed out from under the towel, and I squealed.

I smiled at him as I slid my tongue across my lips and my hand wrapped around his dick. Jordan gasped, thrust his hips up and moaned out loud. He felt so hard and hot in my hand. I squeezed and stroked him, watching as his eyes rolled back.

I leaned in between his legs. Looking up at him, I said, “Watch me baby.” He groaned as my warm, wet tongue slid around the tip of his cock. I felt him pulse and throb against my tongue and he got unbelievably harder. Teasing and getting the juices flowing. I licked around the head and slid my tongue back and forth along his shaft. His dick felt like flesh covered steel between my lips as I lubricated it with my saliva.

I opened my eyes and stared deeply into his eyes as I wrapped my mouth around the head, taking it all into my warm, wet mouth. Jordan was squirming, thrusting his hips and moaning as his head lolled back onto the couch.

I pushed my head down and filled my throat with his cock. He throbbed and expanded. I wrapped my other hand around his balls and felt them tightening up against his body. He thrust hard into my throat and cried out, “Nia, I love you!” followed by a long, loud moan. His body jerked as he came deep in my throat. I swallowed it all. Took every last drop of my man. I sucked and moaned with every drop. I slowly slid my mouth off him and released his cock from the clutches of my mouth. His dick was still hard and I was very wet.

My legs were numb. I wobbled as I stood up, over Jordan. He slid his hands up my thighs. He looked me right in the eyes as he pulled one hand away from me, wrapped it around his still hard cock and said, “Straddle me Nia. I need to feel you around my dick, so bad baby.” He pulled me closer. I spread my legs and straddled him.

I wrapped my hand around his hand, wrapped around his cock, and rubbed him against me. I was so wet and swollen, aching for him. “Jordan.” I moaned.

“I know baby… me too… me too.” He pushed the head of his cock into my swollen pussy and pulled his hand away. I slowly slid down his big, hard dick. My body clenched around every inch of him as he slid deeper inside me. I dug my fingers into his shoulders, and let my eyes close as I moaned, grinding my pussy against his groin so that my clit rubbed against him.

“Oh God. I love being your wife Jordan.” Jordan moaned in reply and slapped my big round ass, loud and hard. This made me grind harder as I chased the elusive orgasm.

Jordan slid his hands over my hips, dug his fingers in briefly as he thrust into my body hard and fast. We were pounding in rhythm against each other. He was buried so, so deep inside me. He slid one hand up and wrapped it around my full, perky breast and leaned down to lick and nip at my nipple. My pussy clenched around his dick. “You like that, don’t you, baby.” He said, and sucked my nipple harder. I rode him harder.

He spanked me again and I grabbed his hand so that I could suck on his fingers. Jordan wrapped a large hand around my neck, licking my throat as he spanked me again. He pulled my head to his and we kissed a deep, wet kiss.

Jordan whispered into my ear, “Show Daddy how much you missed him.”

“I’m going to cum for Daddy,” I cried out, as he spanked me again.

“Oh yea. You bad girl. Cum on this big dick,” Jordan ordered.

Jordan’s dick was pounding into me so hard. My pussy fluttered around him. My stomach tightened and my thighs clenched. I grind down onto him, rubbing my clit against his body.

“I’m about to cum too, baby,” Jordan said.

“Mmmm cum with me, baby!” I exclaimed. “I’m cumming!” I cried out and Jordan roared like a beast, as we came together. I felt him pulsing and throbbing his orgasm into my body and I clenched around him. It was perfect. He filled me with his hot cum. I loved it.

I leaned forward, resting my head in the nook between Jordan’s neck and shoulder. Jordan wrapped his arms around me as he struggled to stand up. Without pulling out, he carried me into the bedroom. I climbed off him and our mixed juices ran down his dick, which was just beginning to soften. Jordan and I got into the bed together, our son still fast asleep on the other side of the bed. I snuggled up next to my man, as he held me in his arms. He gently trailed his fingers up and down my arm.

“I love you Mrs. Rivers,” Jordan said. I loved the way he said my name. I twisted a strand of his long blonde hair between my fingers.

“I love you too Mr. Rivers,” I told him. Jordan stared at me, his expression becoming serious.

“I might have to go away for a while,” he told me, sadness in his eyes. “Actually, I’m definitely going to have to go away for a while. I caught a charge while on probation. I’m going to have to serve a minimum of a couple years.” I could feel the high I was riding on, crashing down. I already knew Jordan was going to have to serve hard time, but had held on to hope.

“You don’t have to go,” I said quietly.

“I do. I have court in two days. They’re going to sentence me. They caught me red-handed. I’m guilty and they’re going to send me to prison,” Jordan said, fighting back tears. He looked so sad and all I wanted to do was make the hurt go away. I knew there were consequences for Jordan’s actions, but I still didn’t think he had to be punished in this way. If he went away for years, he’d miss out on being with his son. I would do whatever it took to keep that from happening. I sat up and looked at Jordan. He needed to understand we had options.

“Let’s leave,” I said.

“Leave and go where?” he asked me. I could tell he didn’t understand what I meant.

“Leave and go anywhere. Leave and never come back! I don’t want you going to jail. We have a son to raise and you can’t do that from some cage. I don’t care if you are guilty, I will not let this break up my family!” I said.

“I don’t want to do that to you guys. We’d both go to jail,” Jordan said.

“It’s worth a try Jordan. We can do this,” I assured him.

“Ok Bonnie,” Jordan teased. I smiled.

“I’m serious. I am your Bonnie and I will ride with you until the wheels fall off. This is fate baby and we can’t fight fate.”

“You’re talking crazy,” Jordan said.

“Just crazy enough to work,” I told him. He pulled me back down into his arms and kissed me on the forehead.

“Let’s sleep on it. It feels so good to be holding you. To be in our bed again,” he said.

“This bed was cold and lonely without you. Don’t ever leave me again,” I demanded.

“I won’t,” he said.

“Good, so we’re leaving,” I said with finality. Jordan chuckled.

“I love you,” he said.

“Then run away with me,” I told him. I wasn’t going to give up. This was our only chance.

“Nia, where would we go?” he asked. “We have a son. We can’t be fugitives.”

“We’ll leave the country. Go to Mexico. Learn Spanish. Travel further south to South America.”

“That sounds crazy.”

“Desperate times call for desperate measures. Would you rather sit in a cage for five years?” I asked him.

“Let’s talk about this after a nap,” Jordan said, with a nod. I looked at him. He did look tired. I kissed him on his lips and he closed his eyes. Soon, Jordan was fast asleep. But I couldn’t sleep, my mind was racing.

*****

Wednesday

By the next day, I had convinced Jordan to leave. He kept muttering to himself, “I can’t believe we’re really doing this.” but I ignored him. This was more than just a crazy idea. I felt compelled to do this, like it was destiny. We packed up the necessities in two suitcases, sold my car and booked a cruise to the Bahamas. Within a few hours, we were aboard a cruise ship leaving New York City and headed for the Bahamas. It had been unusually warm for November and the weather was beautiful.

“I’ve always wanted to go to the Bahamas,” I said. This was all our first time on a cruise ship and our first time leaving the country. I loved being on the ship and looking out at all of the water. I was in paradise already. Jordan, on the other hand, hated the ocean and was sick most of the trip. He couldn’t keep down any food and spent a lot of time in the bathroom throwing up. I spent a lot of my time with JJ, up on the ships deck. When it was time for JJ’s nap, we returned to our room. I was laying JJ down on the bed as Jordan emerged from the bathroom. He looked paler than usual. Jordan plopped down on the bed beside me and managed a weak smile.

“How are you feeling?” I asked him.

“Like shit, but I’m glad to know that at least you guys are enjoying yourselves,” Jordan said.

“We are. I love it and I’m having so much fun,” I exclaimed. Jordan stared at me, searching my face.

“You’re crazy, you do know that, right?” he asked me. I smiled.

“Crazy in love with you baby,” I said, kissing him on the cheek.

“I can’t believe that we’re really doing this,” Jordan said, for the millionth time.

“Well believe it, because it’s happening,” I told him.

“They’re probably putting out a warrant for my arrest right now. You know, there’s no turning back now.”

“No turning back.”

“Bonnie and Clyde.”

“Ride or die.” Jordan smiled at me and kissed me on the lips. He caressed my thick thigh and slid his hand up to grab a handful of ass.

“Damn, you got a lot of ass!” Jordan exclaimed. “This is some good ass right here. Nice and soft. Look.” He jiggled my ass cheek with his hand. “That’s some good jiggle right there.” I laughed. Jordan always knew how to make me smile. I was so in love with this man and I knew in my heart that it was all worth it. I couldn’t stand the thought of almost losing him again.

I stood by my decision, although, I was a little sad about leaving my family. I tried not to let my spirits fall.  Jordan immediately noticed my mood drop, no matter how quickly I tried to fix my face. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing.” I tried to convince him.

“Tell me.”

“I’m going to miss my family,” I told him. Suddenly, tears filled my eyes and I tried to blink them back before they fell. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to cry.” Jordan wiped a tear from my cheek.

“It’s ok baby. I know that this is hard and I hate myself for putting you through all of this,” Jordan said, and he looked like he genuinely meant it. Suddenly, he paled and jumped up out of the bed, racing into the bathroom. He closed the door behind him, but I could hear him throwing up. I tried to stop the tears from flowing, but couldn’t.

I thought about how much my family would miss me. My mom would be worried and I had no way of contacting her, no way of assuring her that we were all right. They’d definitely miss the baby and the baby would miss them. This was all so fucked up and sad, but I knew that sacrifices had to be made. I had a family of my own that I had to look after and keep together now. I had made a tough decision, but I had done it in the name of love. 

When we arrived in Bahamas, I was in awe. It was beautiful, the people were beautiful. We had truly landed in paradise. Although I was still sad about my family, I was enjoying myself and put those ill feelings on the backburner. Jordan told me that he needed to make a phone call and left me and JJ in the hotel lobby with our two suitcases. When he returned, instead of heading up to our hotel room, Jordan insisted that we remain in the lobby. I thought that he was acting strange but decided not to pry.

Minutes later, the police ran down on us. I was shocked, but Jordan didn’t seem surprised at all. He just wore this solemn expression. I immediately thought about his phone call and knew that he had turned himself in. Silent tears ran down my face as I watched them handcuff Jordan. Before they took him away, I embraced him and kissed him on the lips.

“I will always love you Mr. Rivers,” I told him.

“I will always love you Mrs. Rivers,” he told me. I followed them as they led Jordan to a police car. Jordan would be flown back to the United States. I watched him as they drove off. I stood there weeping and holding our son, long after they were out of sight. I went back inside the hotel lobby. Paradise had quickly turned to hell without Jordan. I wanted to go home. With the help of the woman at the front desk of the hotel, I booked the next flight back to the U.S. I couldn’t even fathom trying to enjoy this vacation without Jordan. All it served was as a painful reminder of his absence.

Although I was hurt, a part of me loved Jordan even more for turning himself in. It showed me that he wasn’t the same selfish boy I had met. That he had grown and matured into a man, who put his family first. I would always love him and I would be there for him no matter what happened, no matter how long I had to wait.

*****

Many Lonely Days and Nights Later

I was back home. As soon as we had touched down, I went straight to my parent’s house. I was emotionally distraught and needed my mother. My heart was hurting and I was suffering. My mom watched JJ for me, while I rested and tried to heal from the pain. I was depressed and didn’t want to be alone. I was heartbroken without Jordan and wrote him often, sending him pictures and poems. He wrote me too and not a day went by that we didn’t talk on the phone.