TEN YEARS AGO...
"You're saying she stole a gun from a cop to break her boyfriend out of jail?" The officers gossiped loudly, their voices reaching Peace as she sat in the cell.
A cigarette dangled from her lips as she muttered, "You're all too loud. When are you letting me out?"
"When your parents show up," one growled back. Peace simply lay there, staring at the dull, grey ceiling.
"That hardened criminal is her boyfriend!" another cop exclaimed. "What's wrong with girls these days? Whatever happened to nice boys her age at school?"
"They go to the same school. And he's only a year older," a colleague replied, sounding indifferent.
"Geez, you sound like you like the guy," another officer said with a cringe.
"Well, he's a handsome chap," the first one quipped with a laugh.
"If you weren't married with kids, I'd misinterpret that," the colleague muttered with a sigh.
Peace knew no one was coming—not her drunk mother, and certainly not her dead father.
Finally, a tall man appeared at the station. "Your uncle's here to bail you out," the cop informed her, opening the cell. "Stay out of trouble, and stay away from that boy. You're too smart for him," she added darkly.
"Too bad. I like trouble," Peace shot back as she walked out of the station.
The night air was hot and heavy, typical of a sweltering summer evening. Once they were out of sight and earshot of the police, Peace turned to the man sharply. "Who the hell are you?"
"Your uncle," he replied sternly.
"I know damn well my mom doesn't have any relatives except Darcy."
"Yeah, I'm Darcy's brother."
"Bull. Darcy is seven and an only child. Now, who the hell are you?"
Before he could respond, the sound of an engine roared behind them. A cop car pulled up.
"You just got me bailed out, and now you're stealing a cop car? What are you, crazy?" she hissed, stepping back. "I don't work with demons."
The man finally pulled down his hood, revealing his face.
"Babe?" she gasped. "I thought you were in jail!"
He smirked. "As smart as you are, Peace, you really thought a normal prison could hold me? Come on."
Without warning, she slapped him across the face. "You son of a bitch! I told you not to hang out with Don. He's bad news, mixing with the Mafia and all that crap. I just started college, and you're out here pulling this nonsense?"
He leaned against the car casually, ignoring her outburst. "Missed you too, babe," he said, his voice low and teasing.
He simply moved his arm, grabbed her waist and pulled her over the driver's seat.
So she would straddle him, he was smoking a cigarette and he took it out of his mouth and put it between her lips. Smoke floated around them.
Both her hands were trapped in his, behind her back.
He adjusted the car seat down, used one hand to loosen his belt, his cock sprang out of his pants.
Big, thick and hard very ready for her "I missed you baby." He whispered. "Come sit on it."
He slapped her ass and she jerked "Uh...ah..." She knew there would be a large hand print on her butt as he grabbed and massaged it like a bun. Soft like dough he loved it.
He grabbed her boobs and pinched it "God I missed this...jail time is awful..." He said biting her neck with his teeth, gently grazing her skin.
"We should break up..." She stuttered and he grinned.
"Fine darling, we'll break up if you can ride my cock quietly." He said watching her and she sighed.
"Do you really mean that?" She sighed trailing her finger all over him.
"But can you live with out me though?" She asked with a purr.
He hissed as she grinded against his dick, "No...I'd die without you...as much as I hate you. I can't you live without you..."
He said darkly as she slowly sat on his dick and her pussy swallowed him whole and she loved it and he loved it so passionately.
She moved like an animal in the wild, riding him.
she would be lying if she said, she didn't miss it...
she really missed his dick at least.
...
THE PRESENT
They appeared and peace gasped how high up they were.
She gulped and looked at him over her shoulder "Are you trying to toss me off the eiffel tower?" She asked nervously panting.
He chuckled darkly his sound rumbling against her back side "No."
He trailer his hands over her thighs her body dangling dangerously over his arm, he flipped her over.
He leaned in close his breath mingling with hers "I want to fuck you to the view of Paris from above..."
Her breath hitched in her throat.
"Don't touch me..." She whispered her heart beating so fast she was out of breath.
"Oh but you want me to touch you peace." He said darkly.
She shook her head "No I hate you." She whispered.
"Yes well." his hands traced the rim of her panties "But your pussy...absolutely..." He dipped his fingers into her panties and he traced the lips with his fingers...
Panting, watching her rapid breathing, her huge eyes.
Her wetness spread all over his fingers as he dug for her treasure, parting her folds and he held her clit between his fingers.
She trembled, letting out of horrid breath "Oh."
He took his fingers out and put them in his mouth, her eyes darkened as she watched him "Your pussy fucking desires me."
"I can smell your arousal and it's so sweet baby girl." He said, his snaking up her body, he wrapped his hands around her neck and squeezed until she gasped and he put his thumb in her hot wet mouth.
She glared at him hard.
"Your sick." She whispered.
"Maybe...but I won't force you...when you want me..."he said darkly.
"Just get on your knees and pray."