Chapter Fifteen
A fter breakfast, they got back onto the road.
This part of the journey soon became very boring.
Through the northern part of Kansas and across Nebraska, the landscape seemed to be flat, with agriculture as far as the eye could see.
When they stopped to fill the gas tank, she gravitated toward the candy aisle and debated what to try.
Finally, she grabbed a couple of different candy bars and two sodas she couldn’t decide between, and took all her treasures to the register.
She paid with the credit card Jeremiah had given her, hoping he wouldn’t be too mad that she was spending some of his money frivolously.
Scias never allowed her to drink soda or eat sweets. He said his wife had to stay thin, and he had her on a strict diet every day of her life. Now that she was free, she had a lot of flavors to try. When they got back on the road, she happily munched on her purchases.
“You’re going to be bouncing off the ceiling on a sugar high.”
“Maybe,” she agreed, smiling. “I think I like the dark chocolate better than the milk. Not as tooth-decayingly sweet as the other.”
“I thought we’d stop for the night in Des Moines,” Evren told her.
“Okay. Hey, I just remembered, what name did your brother give you?”
“What?”
“On the new IDs Jeremiah gave us.”
“Oh, I already had fake IDs. Kind of a must in the world I live in.”
She waited but he didn’t offer any other information. “Well?”
He grimaced. “My brother really is a dickhead. Like for you, he used my middle name as well.”
“Okay.” When he didn’t tell her, she had to prompt him. “Are you going to tell me?”
“I’d rather not.”
“That embarrassing?”
“Remember, we had shitty parents.”
“What’ll I get if I guess correctly?”
“A round of applause.”
She smirked. “Elmo?”
“What? Uh, no. Thank fuck.”
“Seaman?”
He chuckled. “No.”
“Gaylord.”
“Where are you getting these names?”
“Tom. Dick. Harry. Mario. Ebeneezer.”
A full belly laugh escaped. “Stop. Please. It’s Fox. My mother liked this show called “The X-Files” and that was the name of one of the characters.”
“Evren Fox,” she mused. “I like it. Because you’re a very foxy man.”
“Flattery will get you everywhere.”
She grinned.
“Hey,” he said a moment later. “I have a game for us to play.”
“While you’re driving? Isn’t that a little dangerous?”
“Nah, it’s a game called One-Eyed Jack. Basically, if you see a car with only one headlight, you punch the roof.”
“What do I get when I win?”
He shot her a quick, amused glance. “The satisfaction of defeating me.”
“Ah. Bragging rights.” She threaded her fingers together and cracked them all at once. “You’re on.”
As soon as she said it, she spotted a car with one headlight and banged the roof.
“One point me,” she boasted.
“Ah, I see you are going to be a worthwhile competitor.” It was his turn to bang the roof, then he winked at her.
After that, it was game on, although it surprised her how many vehicles didn’t have two working headlights.
When they stopped for gas an hour later, they tallied up their totals, and she jumped a little in delight.
She had won by one point. He pulled her into his body and wrapped his arms around her waist. Then he kissed her, and she melted against him.
She really liked the prize she’d just won.
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T wo hours later they came to their next stop in Des Moines, Iowa.
The illuminated skyline of the capital showcased skyscrapers, with bridges running across the river and its tributaries.
Evren found them a hotel and stopped for the night, holding her hand as they entered the lobby.
He pulled out his fake ID and a credit card and proceeded to book them a room.
They entered the suite and each laid their overnight bag on the bed.
Then Evren cupped her face in his hands and pressed his lips to hers, lingering long enough for her heart to race.
When he pulled away, his eye burned with sensual promises.
He bumped her nose with his, then took her hand to find a place to eat.
They ate dinner in the hotel restaurant and then retired to their room. Evren pulled her into the bathroom and ran the shower until it was hot but not scalding, then undressed her before undressing himself. He pulled her under the cascading waterfall, and promptly kissed her again.
Steam swirled around them, clinging wetly to their skin.
Heat penetrated her muscles, alleviating the tension stored between her shoulders.
Her skin soon glowed pink in the warmth of the water.
Evren wrapped his arms around her, and she laid her cheek against his chest, savoring the moment.
Every moment of every day, she wanted to feel alive.
Being in his arms made her heart soar with happiness.
Her hands roamed over his chest, his back, up and down his arms while he buried his nose in her hair.
Breathing her in, nuzzling the top of her head.
For a moment, it felt like they were the only two souls in the universe.
She wanted to explore. To learn everything about her lover.
Tracing the sinewy strength of his muscles with her fingertips, over his arms and down his chest. His stomach contracted with her delicate touch, hesitating when it reached his fully engorged cock.
She wondered if he would allow her exploration further, daring to take hold of his sex.
The shaft was hard as granite, encircling it to caress it up and down.
A groan rumbled from his chest, and he leaned his head back.
Hot water sluiced over his body, running down his toned abs.
She leaned forward and licked the moisture from his skin.
Going further, cradling the heavy ball sack under this cock.
Then he reached for her hand and demonstrated how he liked to be touched, squeezing upward from the base and giving a twist. Adjusting the pressure, his hips snapped to the rhythm where their joined hands held him, helping him jack-off.
Pleasure crossed over his face as he threw his head back, captivating her. She never realized how much power a woman could have over a man, and it gave her a sense of strength. Then he stopped her hand and pinned her with a glittering stare.
“I’m not going to come in your hand,” he said, his voice guttural.
He lifted her face up and bent to place a kiss on her lips, banding his arm around her waist to lift her up against his body.
Every place he touched, she ached. His chest hair brought a slight bit of burn to her hardened nipples, overwhelming her already superheated skin.
Primal passion detonated between them as he mapped every curve of her body.
Holding onto her, he suddenly spun and pinned her against the tiled wall.
“Wrap your legs around me.”
Doing as he ordered, she locked them around his hips, his cock nestled against her core.
He tilted his hips and reached between them, lining himself up, then surging inside her channel.
Tiny tremors of pleasure shot through her as he grabbed her hips, and thrust in and out.
Harder. Faster. Steam billowed around them as they stared into each other’s eyes.
His dick swelled and she fast reached the point of no return.
She couldn’t hold back and the orgasm swept through her, the world turning white.
Evren fell off the precipice with her as he buried himself into her body, filling her up with a shout of release.