Chapter 31

Aron Curry narrating:

" I know above all Gerald, I want you to take the phone to the head of the German mafia and don't let Laura know about anything." I ordered.

Getting on the jet ready to go to Warsaw to meet Laura, Samantha was by my side, it was amazing how despite the way she destroyed her she still smiled at me, as amazing as it was inevitable not to look at her and think what our son would be like. That's what makes me tired, that makes me think no matter how hard I fight to be someone who deserves to live in this world there are many things that need to be fixed and I don't know where to start.

"Start with the truth." As if she had been listening to my thoughts all this time Samantha told me. "Believe me, running away from all the things that hurt you and choosing to live a lie thinking it will be easier makes everything more complicated." Laura said. Before anyone tells Laura the truth, tell it yourself."

Laura Brando narrating:

" What's going on?" I said scared to Jason seeing the man pointing a gun at us while forcing us into a car.

"I don't know... probably some dirty business from Aron, he's always behind everything." Jason replied with hatred.

Jason held my hand, able to calm me down at that moment. Thinking about Aron made anger rise through my veins in fear of everything, as if he had planned to put me in this situation.

"Maybe that's why he made sure your mom was in a good clinic for three years, maybe that's why he's not here right now. Aron already tried to sell you once, who's to say that's not what he's doing now." Jason said euphorically, but calm enough to even raise his pulse.

We were put in a hotel room, and we stood there waiting, wondering how Aron had turned a simple trip into chaos, or even worse, if we would get out alive. The crazy thing was that in the midst of all this cold war, my body wanted to be close to Jason at all costs as if he could protect me, I was so close to him, as if my body begged him to touch me, as if my body begged to feel him in the midst of all that fear that generated this situation, I wondered how he could arouse this feeling in me, at a time like this. How just Jason's attention made my body burn with desire.

"Are you sure about this?" Jason said as he leaned my head towards the bed with his body over mine. His wry tone was because there were at least five armed men on the other side of the door.

"I've never been so sure."

I told him, smiling and silencing all the feelings that were able to take away the excitement that ran through me. I refused to desire Aron, even in fantasy, after all when he messes up my world it is Jason who is here ready to hold me, or to make me cum until I forget what torments me.

Jason took off my clothes calmly while he was with his body over me, his hands roamed me while his lips made my body rise closer and closer to him, to feel his erection, Jason penetrated me while my nails dug into his back, feeling him enter me in such a calm way that it was torturous, the desire that ran through me was to feel him, more Jason forced my hips down, torturing me with the pleasure of feeling him penetrate me slowly, it was indescribable to explain his countenance when he felt me so lubricated.

Jason pulled me out of bed with my legs entwined behind his back, putting me on the dresser of that hotel room, while he penetrated me with his hands pulling my hips closer to him, Jason didn't even need to say anything, his countenance told me everything he wanted at that moment, biting my lips I took them to my lips making them wet enough, and I went down with my fingers touching me, my fingers sliding through me, while I felt him penetrate me and saw his countenance of who felt even more excited, seeing me trying to silence my screams, the fear made me feel even more the intensity of the orgasm that ran through me, along with the insane sensation of feeling my fingers sliding through my clitoris so lubricated, Jason penetrated me harder and harder, I needed to feel it, making a circle at the base of his penis forced him further into me.

Jason saw that he couldn't hold my scream for that long, so he pulled me off the dresser, putting me in front of him and covering my mouth, muffling my moans, going harder, hard enough for me to be grateful that his hands were covering my mouth and preventing me from letting out the loud screams that were stuck in my throat. His body crashing against mine, his hand covering my mouth, all that atmosphere was too exciting and too hot to make me forget the feelings that in less than a year ago made me think about Aron, the only certainty I have, while I felt Jason going faster and faster, is that he can awaken the same quote in me, in a way as intense as Aron.

"It's surreal how you give yourself away while having sex." Jason said trying to calm his panting as he wrapped his arms around me, and I felt him cumming inside me.

Our bodies threw themselves on that hotel room bed, everything was a mix of calm, and panting whispers.

"Do you think we're living the last few hours of life we have left?" I asked Jason, remembering the cold, demonic look in the eyes of the men who had brought us here.

"I don't know... maybe it is, maybe it isn't. Death is as uncertain as our future." Jason answered me with his gaze far away. "But if it's your last hours of life, you're going to regret something," he said.

"In case you want to know if I'll regret giving myself to you and having such an intense orgasm..." I stopped my words when I realized I was about to say about the orgasm I had yesterday with Aron.

"It's okay, you forgot I was there..."

"No, I won't regret it, in fact I think you might have been one of the things I got right."

"If we get out of here alive... will we run away? Just you and me, we start over somewhere together, give fate room to let us fall in love, get to know each other..."

It was amazing how intense Jason was, I liked that intensity he aroused, as if all he wanted was to live. All that moment cooled down giving way to the accelerated beats of our hearts being created by the fright seeing those men invade the room with the guns pointed at us, while one of them pointed the gun at me the other walked towards Jason and started punching his face while I screamed for him to stop, but it was no use, I felt my heart crashing against the rib cage of my chest and imagined that maybe, the last hours of life, were the last hours of Jason.