Wheels of Steel, Book 3 (13 page)

“God! No. I just want to talk to you, Robin. I just want to say all of the things that I didn’t get a chance to say before and to tell you how wrong I was about everything! I want to tell you that I know that I handled everything so badly! And I get why you walked away, because I made you leave, I PUSHED you away!” He was breathing fast, watching her closely.

His words were dredging up emotions that hurt too bad to face. She hadn’t allowed herself to experience the hell that he described, because Robin had buried that emotion deep into the dark hole within her soul that she kept all things that could not be faced. Robin felt close to panicking.

Annoyed with herself as much as she was with him for allowing his words to hurt her, Robin spoke calmly. “Jason, I don’t want an apology, a contract, royalties; I just want to be left alone. I didn’t come to you, my life is good the way it is. I’m good; I’m doing things that I never did before; college, singing, making friends. I’m doing good, okay? I don’t want you coming around here—”

A shadow fell across Jason’s face and he finally looked away.

“-I don’t want to look over my shoulder and see you lurking like a…a STALKER! Just leave me alone!”

Jason stepped forward suddenly, dropping his cane as he gripped her roughly by the shoulders, pulling her forward. Then he kissed her while she watched him with wide eyes, his strong grip holding her in place. Robin didn’t have time to object, her body just reacted. Her lips parted and her tongue sought his. Immediately, Jason’s mouth opened to receive her and as their tongues met Robin’s hands clawed at his hair, pulling him deeper into the kiss. Her body felt as if it was filled with electrical currents! Jason pulled her toward him until she was standing on her tiptoes, his kiss insistent, as though he had to catch up on all of the lost kisses that he had missed. His tight grip eased and then his hand moved to her neck, his fingers closing around her throat gently. It was strange and it made Robin’s heartbeat speed up even more. Jason could caress her there with gentle fingers but if she moved away, his hands could also tighten and she knew that it was a very real possibility that he might do just that. And that knowledge made everything scary and yet strangely enticing.

With a groan she nipped his lips lightly and then bore forward, returning his aggressive kiss. Jason’s arms quickly moved around her body, now lifting her from her feet and as Robin’s feet left the floor a part of her was in awe that his legs could support himself and her! And another part of her felt the cracks in her resolve, her desire chipping away at her armor. Robin’s arms went round his neck and she clung to him tightly. Jason groaned in misery or joy as he held onto her. Her face was buried in his neck, the silky curls familiar against her cheek as she squeezed her eyes closed; breathing in his scent which was a balm against her anxiety.

Jason’s body felt wire tight as he held tightly onto Robin, feeling her yielding form molded against his hard one. He could barely breathe, his chest and lungs felt frozen. And then Robin’s legs suddenly went around his body and with a low growl his lips sought out hers again, his hands moving to her bottom where he supported her.

Robin whimpered as they kissed, her lips not enough, her legs wrapped around him not enough, not even her hands gripping his hair was enough. Jason moved towards the couch but stumbled, releasing her to land lightly on her feet, their lips still not parting. As he caught himself, his hands immediately went to her ass again, caressing and pulling her against his body, against his pelvis.

Robin groaned into the kiss, his hardness familiar against her soft yielding form. She reached down to stroke him through his pants. Jason paused, frozen in place before the repeated groans gushed from his lips. Aggressively he lifted her, his hands gripping her ass and he stumbled again towards the couch, dropping down onto it roughly. As soon as his body covered hers his pelvis began to grind into hers simulating the sex act that they hadn’t shared in so long that to him it felt like years and not months. He couldn’t stop humping against her and her wild movements beneath him was an indicator that she, too, was lost in the sensation.

Robin’s breath came out in deep shudders. Every time Jason’s hardness pushed against her pelvis, he also pushed into her clitoris which swelled filling her with an unbearable desire. She pushed back, rocking and rolling beneath him. The two of them kissed wildly, and humped and groaned and clutched until several sets of footsteps coming down the stairs halted them. Jason lifted his head and peeked at the stairs. Several men came down and then paused when they saw him lying on top of Robin. They poked and snickered and Jason quickly pulled himself up. Robin blinked at him in confusion, taking a long time to come to the realization that they were no longer alone.

Jason licked his lips and stood, sweeping back his hair as he reached for his cane. Robin sat up and adjusted her top, trying not to meet the eyes of the chuckling invaders. Jason held out his hand to her and she looked at him curiously before placing her hand in it.

“Did you drive?” He asked, still panting from their dry humping session—or mostly dry humping.

She nodded while standing.

“Let’s get out of here.”

Without hesitation Robin stumbled to retrieve her purse and jacket. She couldn’t believe that her legs were like water and she was falling over herself like a drunk! Jason moved quickly up the stairs. The erection in his pants was so evident that if he didn’t move quickly, everyone would see it!

Robin followed close behind him, something that he periodically checked, glancing over his shoulder. He wove through the crowd of dancing bodies and right past Belinda and Peter that were on the floor dancing as well. The two friends looked at him in surprise but he didn’t even glance in their direction as he led Robin out the door. Once outside he gripped her hand and waited for her to show him where to go. Her grip on his hand was tight as she led them up the street where she was parked curbside. Jason’s pronounced limp was in no way an inhibitor for how quickly he could walk, his painful erection was more of a hindrance, yet they reached the car very quickly.

Inside, Jason waited for her to get settled and to shut the door before he leaned toward her and resumed kissing her. Her hand clutched at his hair, pulling him roughly to her.

“Touch me,” he commanded between kisses. Robin pulled back enough to run her tongue along his lips which caused him to blink and shudder, and then he felt her fingers tracing the outline of his erect cock. “Take it out.” He said. This time she roughly tugged his pants open and reached inside. Jason lifted his hips from the seat to hike down his pants until she had his stiff cock in her grip.

Robin’s senses began to fracture and crumble as she became overwhelmed with need. Her hand moved up and down his shaft, not believing how humongous he was. He was so big that she couldn’t conceive of a time when all of him had gone into her!

Jason’s lips parted and he gasped and grunted as his head fell back onto the seat. He couldn’t see anything because of the stars that had flashed before his vision! Robin worked his cock quickly as he pumped his hips into her fist. It was like fucking; except that he was fucking her hand. Her lips were there on his again and he captured her mouth.

“Fuck…” he tried to say but it was nothing more than staccato grunts. His hand moved to cover hers, halting her pumping fist.

“Drive.”

It took her a moment to understand but then she stopped. Yes, he was right. The car was no place to finish what they had started. She released his beautiful cock and searched for her keys. Once the car was moving she glanced at him and the sight was enough to feed her own fantasies for years to come; Jason slouched in his seat with his long legs splayed, his cock full and throbbing, his hands lightly stroking himself. She wanted to mew like a little animal. She wanted to pounce on his cock and pull him into her mouth or leap on his lap and allow him to impale her roughly!

“Where?” She said in a voice that sounded as if it had been run across gravel.

“My house. In Hyde Park.”

Her brow went up but she headed for the Northside of town. She couldn’t stop peeking at him and the way that he stroked his cock lightly. And then his hand reached out and he gripped hers, pulling her hand to his shaft. Happily she wrapped her fingers around it. Happily she stroked him until he’d grunt and halt her hand movement. And after a few moments she would resume her silent ministrations of his erection while he quietly directed her toward his new home.

As Robin headed down an exclusive street with huge million dollar homes, she couldn’t help but to watch them with interest, all the while continuing her stroke on Jason’s cock.

“Turn there. That’s where I live.”

Robin released his cock long enough to turn down a circular drive-way. She looked out the window at the huge house. It was the house of a very successful individual.

Jason watched her take in his home. “This is where I live, Peter and I bought it together.”

Their contract must have been very lucrative. He leaned forward and kissed her. It was not something she could ever get tired of. He reached out again and replaced her hand on his shaft, but this time, since she wasn’t driving, she was able to lean towards him.

She parted her lips and forced her tongue into his mouth and Jason moved his hand to her jeans. He slipped his hands inside, they were too tight, his hands were too big and yet he managed to bring his finger tips against her slick clit. Robin cried out as if she had sprained her ankle, or fallen off the roof of a building. Her pussy was so wet that Jason’s hand was immediately coated with her silky lubricant.

He removed his hand and leaned back so that he could place his fingers into his mouth. Robin watched him with hooded eyes. She lightly stroked the head of his cock until her finger was wet with his precum and then quickly she sucked her fingers into her mouth.

Jason’s eyes got huge and then he cried out loudly and he came with no touch! His spurting cock shot round after round of semen against the shoulder of his shirt, his chest even his neck. Robin licked her lips as she watched him cum, his hand moved back to his thick shaft and he worked himself until there was nothing else but a creamy stream of semen rolling over his knuckles.

Panting, he examined his knuckles and then wiped his hands clean against his already ruined shirt. His penis was still hard in his grip and he leaned over and kissed Robin once again before opening his door to get out of the car and shoving his still aching cock back into his pants.

Robin’s eyes were glazed with desire as they headed hand in hand into the house. Jason punched in a code and the door just sprung open. That was new. But other than this, she didn’t notice any of her surroundings, other than a dim awareness of cool furnishing and artsy decorations. Jason led her towards a flight of stairs and then past it to an elevator. The doors closed smoothly and Robin leaned forward to kiss him again. His hand cupped her jaw but too soon they were pulling apart as the lift reached its destination. Taking her hand again, Jason led her down a large corridor. It wasn’t dark but she couldn’t see where the lights were coming from. They reached one set of several doors and Jason opened it and together they stepped into a large suite. Music was playing softly, it wasn’t Jason’s music she didn’t think. But similar, jazzy chill music.

Again, the room wasn’t dark but she couldn’t see where the lights were coming from. She didn’t have much time to register more than a nice entertainment center with seating for two or three and funky artwork on the walls filled with vibrant colors.

He led her to a partially opened door where a large bed was the focal point of the room. Backlight was coming from behind the headboard in soft blue. Robin needed her fire sated the way his had been and she put her hands around his waist and kissed his neck. He quickly removed his shirt and Robin traced the outline of muscles on his broad chest before lightly kissing his pale, freckled skin. She remembered that it was probably good that he had already cum—if his body was still ultra sensitive to touch and the way that he tensed and relaxed was an indication that it was.

Jason began to undo his pants, and then moved to a chair where he sat down so that he could unlace his shoes. Robin saw his new brace as his pants came off. And then the full leg brace came off as well and Jason reached for his cane as he stood, leaning heavily on it, not seeming to be in any pain as his legs bore all of his weight unaided. Robin took in every inch of his nude body. She had forgotten how beautiful he was, from his unruly red hair, his green eyes outlined by long lashes, and of course his broad muscled chest and arms with its tattoos and then down to his toned stomach with its trail of rust colored hair that lead to where his dick still tilted upward.

She remembered then that she hadn’t removed her clothes and as he watched her, she quickly swept off her blouse and shimmied out of her jeans. Her shoes and socks were next and then when she was standing in just her panties and bra she hesitated for the first time.