Apocalyptic pirates 5, p.20
Apocalyptic Pirates 5, page 20
“We don’t have any condoms,” I reminded her.
“Can you cum outside of me?” she asked. “Like you did on the rock at San Andres.”
She licked her lips at the memory of our al fresco lovemaking session on the tropical island, and all I could do was nod in assent.
I caught the hem of Letty’s nightgown and gently pulled it up over her head, and was momentarily speechless as the full, breathtaking expanse of Letty’s body was revealed to me.
The golden lamplight lit her skin and turned it to dark velvet. Her nipples were black buttons, and the smooth curves of her hips and ass were like pathways that my hands had to follow.
Letty leaned forward so that her breasts brushed against my chest. She cupped my chin in her hands and pulled my lips to meet hers. She kissed me hungrily and eagerly. Her mouth opened, and her tongue explored mine.
I kissed her back, and as I did, my hands guided my cock between her thighs. Her legs were wide open, and her pussy was so wet, it was like slipping into oil.
I thrust into Letty with a hoarse growl.
She gasped and held onto my shoulders with an iron grip.
“Oh, my godddd, Drew,” she moaned. “Oh, my god, your cock feels so fucking good inside me.”
“Your pussy feels fantastic,” I panted. “You’re so fucking wet for me, Letty.”
Letty closed her eyes, and we began to rock together. My hands grabbed her juicy ass, and I held onto her as I drove deep inside her. She was soaking wet, and I could feel the arousal throbbing through the walls of her hot pussy.
Letty’s nails dug into my shoulders. She thrust her hips backward and forward, and she ground against me with a breathless moan as the angle hit some sensitive spot inside her.
I fumbled my hand down between us. The tips of my fingers found her clit, and Letty jumped and gave a loud moan when I touched it.
“Oh, my goddd,” she gasped. “Yes, fucking yes, touch me there again.”
I increased the pace of our hips, and I angled my hand so that my fingers were grazing her clit every time our bodies joined together.
Letty clung to me and worked my cock deeper and deeper inside her. Her breasts bounced up and down on her chest, and I could feel her pussy throbbing as she got closer and closer to her climax.
“Yes, Drew, yes,” she moaned. “Oh, God…”
And then she clawed her nails deep into the flesh of my shoulder and flung her head back as she came.
“Oh, my Godddd,” she gasped. “Oh, fuck, Drew, yes.”
Her pussy tightened around my cock, and I felt the rush of her juices gushing out as her orgasm rippled through her body. I gritted my teeth in a sweet agony as I held myself back from joining her.
“Oh, fuck,” she panted.
She opened her eyes and gazed at me with her lips parted and shining.
“That was fucking fantastic,” she breathed.
“You’re fucking fantastic,” I responded.
“Am I?” She licked her lips and smiled.
Then in one quick motion, she slid off my cock and knelt on her hands and knees in the bed to present me with the sight of her glistening, dark pussy lips.
She glanced at me over her shoulder with such a sexy gleam in her eye that I completely forgot about attempting to stay quiet.
I rolled onto my knees and grabbed Letty’s ass in both hands. And with one jerk of my hips, I drove my cock deep inside her again.
Letty let out a moan of pleasure as her silky wet pussy welcomed me in again, and I couldn’t hold back a groan as I felt her hot wetness take over my cock.
“Oh, fuck,” I growled. “Yes, fuck.”
I grabbed a handful of Letty’s hair and pumped into her with deep, quick, powerful strokes.
She gasped, strained her head back, and then moaned aloud as I let go of her hair and reached around to grab her swaying breasts. I pinched her nipples between my fingers and thumbs, rolled them, and pulled them. My hips still moved, rocking us back and forth, and then I released her breasts and held onto her shoulders instead.
And then I fucked her with everything I had.
“Yes, Drew, yes,” Letty moaned. “Just like that. Harder, harder.”
“Your pussy feels so fucking good,” I growled. “It feels so fucking good on my cock. You’re so fucking sexy, Letty.”
“I love you, Drew,” she gasped.
I briefly stopped my thrusting to lean over and pull her hair back from her face to drop a burning kiss on her cheek.
“I love you, Letty,” I panted.
I pounded my cock deep inside her pussy. My fingers dug into the soft curves of her hips, and Letty bucked her pelvis against me to draw me further in.
“Drewwww,” she moaned. “Don’t stop, I’m going to cum again.”
“You’re going to cum for me,” I growled.
“Yes, yes,” she panted as I leaned over her and thrust deeper than ever inside her. “Yes, Drew, oh, my god, yes…”
Her voice became a high-pitched, breathless moan as I drove her to her climax. Her pussy constricted around my throbbing cock, and it was too much for me to hold back any further.
Our orgasms burst at the same time.
Letty sank down onto her arms and breathlessly shuddered as she finished.
I barely managed to retreat in time, but I pulled out of Letty’s pussy, and my body shuddered with almost painful intensity as I shot my hot cum onto her back.
The orgasm rocked through my body with stars and fireworks bursting behind my eyes. The sensations traveled from my cock to my toes to my fingertips, and I let out a huge groan as my vision blurred. A shudder and a shiver shook my whole body, and the blood whirled in my ears as my senses recalibrated.
I collapsed down beside Letty with a gasp. My heart was pounding, and stars still whirled before my eyes.
I let out a short, breathless laugh.
“Whoa,” I gasped.
“That was intense.” Letty’s laugh was also breathless. “I kind of can’t believe I just felt all those things.”
“Your pussy is pretty fucking spectacular,” I told her.
Letty smiled and hid her face in the sheets. Her cheeks were flushed with exertion, and there was a faint sheen of sweat on her brow.
“I’d better go wash up,” she said.
“Me, too.” I stretched and sighed. “I don’t want to make things awkward for the cleaning staff here.”
“That’s thoughtful of you.” Letty gave me a soft smile. “It’s still so weird to me that we’re in a place that has cleaning staff. I mean, we’re right in the middle of a dragon apocalypse. But we’re eating bread pudding and wearing fancy dresses like none of that is happening here.”
“I know what you mean,” I agreed. “It was all the cut flowers that weirded me out in here. It’s like the dragons and everything else belongs to a different world.”
“It makes sense, though, considering what they’ve told us about the Coast Guard,” Letty mused. “If they’re capturing all the dragons they can find, and if there’s plenty of jungle away from civilization where they nest and frolic, they probably don’t want to spend too much time hanging around Panama City.”
“Frolic?” I repeated with a smile. “I’ve never seen a dragon frolic.”
“You know what I mean.” Letty rolled her eyes and stood up. “This is some pillow talk, huh? Soldiers and dragons.”
“What would you like to talk about instead?” I stood up as well, and I caught Letty in my arms and gently kissed her.
She looked up at me with her eyelashes fluttering.
“Nothing,” she whispered. “I just want you to kiss me like that again.”
I obliged, and for a few precious moments, there was nothing else in the world to think about or care about except the gentle, intense softness of Letty’s mouth under mine.
We cleaned each other up, and then we fell back into bed together. Letty offered to go back to her own room, but secretly I’d been dreading the moment a little when I’d be left alone in the big bed by myself, and I asked her to stay with me.
Letty gave me such a sweet smile that I wondered if she’d also been having mixed feelings about the bed situation.
We cuddled up together under the sheets, and within a matter of minutes, we were both fast asleep.
We woke up the next morning to a knock on the door, and a voice that sounded like Cadet Abrego informed us that it was time to wake up and that breakfast was being served in the dining room downstairs.
“This is it.” Letty sat up in bed and stretched. The bed sheets pooled around her waist, and the early morning light played on her skin and illuminated the perfect round shape of her breasts.
I wanted to lose myself in her body again, but I had to focus.
“Yeah.” I dropped a quick kiss on her shoulder, and then got out of bed. “This is it. Are you ready?”
“Am I ready to plunge headfirst into a jungle full of dragons and film the actions of the corrupt Coast Guard in a mission that has the potential to throw two countries into open war with each other?” Letty pulled a face. “Well, not really. But I’m not sure if I would ever be ready for that.”
“That’s true,” I agreed as I pulled on my freshly laundered shirt and the pair of pants they’d provided for me. “Do you want me to go and get your clothes from your room?”
“Oh, yes, please,” Letty laughed softly and hugged her knees to her chest. “It would probably cause a bit of a stir if I went out into the hallway like this.”
“It definitely would.” I grinned at her, and the Southern woman’s cheeks flushed dark red.
“You were like a wolf last night,” she murmured.
“Is that good?” I teased.
Letty beckoned for me to come closer. I stepped up to the bedside, and she pulled the front of my shirt to bring me down close enough so she could kiss me. Her lips were tender and soft, and the little noise she made in the back of her throat was enough to make my stomach flip over.
“Oh, yeah.” Letty gave a little sigh as she pulled back. “That was very good.”
“You were incredible,” I whispered in her ear. “You’re utterly perfect.”
Letty took my face between her hands and for a long, sensuous moment, we gazed into each other’s eyes. Letty’s thick black lashes fluttered, and her pupils widened into dark, wet pools. My eyes ran over every detail of her face. I memorized every detail of her features, the lines of her bone structure, the soft pout of her lips, the flush and glow of her dark skin.
We drank each other in with a breathless intensity that made my heart thump.
Then another knock at the door broke the moment.
“Drew?” Ally’s voice came through from outside. “Is Letty in there? I’ve got her clothes.”
“Whoops,” I chuckled. “Busted.”
“They’re never going to let me hear the last of this,” Letty sighed as I went through to the lounge and opened the door.
Ally had Letty’s freshly washed clothes over her arm. Shannon and Dia were behind her with identical shit-eating grins on their faces.
“Where is she, then?” Dia giggled.
“Hey, Letty,” Shannon hollered. “Time for the walk of shame, babe.”
“Oh, my god.” Ally rolled her eyes. “You two are the absolute worst, you know that?”
She ducked past me and knocked on the bedroom door before vanishing inside. In a few minutes, she and Letty came out.
“Don’t say a word,” Letty warned the others.
“Like you last night, you mean?” Dia asked innocently. “You were dead quiet, that’s for sure.”
“Seriously.” Shannon waggled her eyebrows. “You’re sooo subtle and quiet. No one would ever suspect a thing.”
“Oh, Lord.” Letty rolled her eyes. “You two are so the worst.”
“Come on, guys.” I barely stifled my laughter. “Let’s go down and get breakfast. I’m starving.”
“Worked up an appetite, did you?” Shannon winked.
“I guess that was the wrong thing to say, wasn’t it?” I admitted with a rueful chuckle.
“Honestly, you could say anything, and these two would find a way to make it dirty,” Ally sniffed.
“It’s a real talent,” Letty sighed.
We headed out of the room and took the elevator back to the dining room where we’d eaten our meal the night before.
The rest of the men– our troop, I guessed– were just sitting down, and they greeted us cheerfully.
“Did you sleep well?” Sergeant Rodriguez asked.
Dia snorted quietly.
“Yes, thank you, we did,” I replied and threw Dia a murderous glare.
Breakfast was eggs, fruit, and coffee. There were also slices of a sweet fried bread, which the sergeant explained was known as hojaldras. It was an interesting combination of options, and I filled myself up with eggs and coffee in anticipation of how intense the rest of the day was going to be.
The soldiers were cheerful, and we made conversation over the meal, but there was still a clear tension in the room. Our mission was paramount in everybody’s minds, and although the food was great, it was a relief when we finished eating and got up from the table.
Sergeant Rodriguez gave a couple of commands in Spanish to the rest of the soldiers, and then he gestured for us to follow him. He led us out of the room and back to the elevator, which took us back down to the parking garage that I’d come in through.
There was a car waiting for us, and Commissioner Hernandez was standing by the door with the driver. He nodded to us as we approached.
“Drew, Ally, Shannon, Letty, Dia.” He looked us up and down, and although his face was expressionless, he couldn’t quite hide the tightness around his eyes and the tense line of his mouth. “Good luck. And thank you again for taking on this mission. The entire country of Panama is in your debt.”
“Don’t worry about it, Commissioner,” I told him. “We’re glad to help you.”
“Yes, sir,” Shannon added. “It’s a pleasure to be of assistance.”
The Commissioner’s hard face relaxed a fraction as he smiled. He held out his hand, and I shook it firmly.
“I will see you later today,” he said.
I don’t think the others noticed the tension in his voice and the way his dark eyebrows twitched ever so slightly as he spoke.
Only Sergeant Rodriguez blinked a couple of times as he looked at his commanding officer, and he shook the Commissioner’s hand with a firm, decisive motion.
“See you later today, sir,” he repeated, as though he was trying to give both himself and the other officer confidence in his words.
“Sergeant.” The Commissioner nodded.
The driver held open the door for the women, the Sergeant, and myself to climb into the back of the car. Ally, Letty, and myself took the back seats, and Dia and Shannon took the middle seat next to the Sergeant. The driver took his place behind the wheel and started the engine.
It purred into life, and we pulled out of the parking lot.
We were in a simple black estate car that could have passed for any civilian vehicle. The only hint to its true purpose was its darkly tinted windows that turned the world outside into a grayscale landscape that looked alien and unfamiliar through the glass.
I didn’t know what I’d expected Panama City to look like, but my expectations were influenced by all the other towns and cities we’d passed through before now. Every place we’d gone to had been a kind of ghost town, usually full of burnt-out vehicles, destroyed houses, debris, and signs of destruction everywhere.
But the streets in Panama City were clear and empty. I saw a few people walking around, and we weren’t even the only vehicle on the road: a small electric car purred by us and turned away down a side road.
“I can’t believe it,” Ally said in wonderment. “That was a car.”
“With all its windows intact!” Dia said with her eyes wide. “What the hell?”
“Small electric cars are permitted to make emergency journeys in certain parts of the city,” Sergeant Rodriguez explained. “For the most part, people are encouraged to travel on foot or by bicycle to minimize any traffic noise.”
“God.” I shook my head in disbelief. “It’s almost like real life out there.”
“Almost.” Sergeant Rodriguez gave a bitter half-smile. “And we have the Coast Guard’s vigilance to thank for it.”
“Kind of a bummer that we’re about to expose them as shady, then, huh?” Dia raised her eyebrows.
“We will manage, even without the Coast Guard’s presence,” the Sergeant affirmed. “We will adapt and change, like everybody else.”
Even with the car traveling slowly to avoid noise and attention, it was a short journey to reach the Bridge of the Americas, and I soon saw it looming up in front of us at the end of the road. It was a huge, arching, silver-gray structure straddling the Canal, and the familiar sight of the water made my stomach flip over in anticipation of what was coming next.
Then, out of nowhere, a car suddenly pulled across the road and forced our vehicle to a halt.
The driver slammed on the brakes, and the car tires gave a squeal that set my heart pounding.
“Fuck!” I hissed and grabbed hold of the headrest of the seat in front of me.
“This isn’t good.” Sergeant Rodriguez’s hazel eyes were fixed on the car blocking our way.
“Who is it?” I demanded. “Who’s in the car?”
As if in answer to my question, the car in front of us opened its doors, and a man in a dark blue uniform and peaked cap got out.
“Is that the Coast Guard?” Dia hissed. “Is that a Coast Guard uniform?”
“Drew, get down,” the Sergeant commanded. “They will be on the lookout for your face and voice, but the women will be less conspicuous.”
I undid my seatbelt and slid down onto the floor of the car. I jammed myself under the bottom of the seats as far as I could, and Ally and Letty shifted forward in their seats to try and cover me with their legs.
It wasn’t a comfortable position, and although the hotel might have been keeping on top of things, the same couldn’t be said for their cars. There was a tangled ball of hair on the floor right by my face, and what looked like a half-sucked peppermint stuck to the carpet by the door, along with a collection of nail clippings and gum wrappers.
