On the Run

Chapter 22

I don't care if we on the run

Baby, long as I'm next to you

And of loving you is a crime

Tell me why do I bring out the best in you..

Laney POV

We stopped at this hotel in New Orleans.

"Know anybody in New Orleans?" He asked as I got the luggages out the trunk.

"I don't socialize." I looked at him like he was crazy. He helped with the luggages as we walked in.

"Hello." The woman at the front desk smiled.

"Room for two." I told her.

"Name please?" She type on her computer.

"Lori Andrew and Curtis King." I lied. I can't go by Mya Johnson no more because they figured out I was Laney.

"Slide your card here." The woman pointed down at this machine. Instead, I pulled out a wod of cash and slammed it on the desk.

She stared at the money then looked back up at us.

"1483." She quickly gave us a key. I stared at the woman.

"You seem spooked." I squinted my eyes at her.

"I know you." She whispered in horror. I simply smirked and ran my hands through my hair.

"Let's go." Christian begged. I leaned in so no one but the woman could hear me.

"And if you say anything I will make sure you and your family see the bottom of the Pacific Ocean. I will tie weights to each of your legs and let the water rush into your precious lungs." I leaned back out her face. She looked so frightened.

"But I'm sure you knew that." I said a little louder with an innocent smile.

She quickly gave Christian ours keys and we walked away. I kept my head down to make sure no cameras caught my face.

I was so glad when we stepped on the elevator alone.

"Ok look... Don't be looking everywhere! We can't be seen on cameras." I whispered to Christian with my head still dropped.

"Gotcha." He dropped his head and we walked off the elevator when the doors opened.

We approached our door and pushed it open. I dropped the bags and admired the room. This is the exact hotel where Jamal got killed.

"What's wrong?" Christian walked by me and closed the door.

"Jamal." My voice cracked. Christian pulled me in and kissed my forehead.

"I ain't gone tell you it's gone be okay because I would be lying. But I will tell you this, I will be there every step of the way." He looked down at me while licking his lips.

"They gone have to kill me. I refuse to be locked away like an animal." I said.

"Ain't nobody killing nobody." He let me go and took the luggages to the bedroom.

I walked into the living room and looked down out the wide window. Why do I feel like this is the end?

"Laney, come here." Christian called from the bedroom. I slowly walked into the bedroom and saw him sitting at the edge of the bed holding a newspaper.

"Sup?" I sat next to him. He looked at the front of the paper that had pictures of us. And the heading was in big bold letter, ON THE RUN.

"Chill." Was all I could say. He put the paper on the bed and leaned back with his hands behind his head.

"You okay?" I asked.

"Are you okay?" He laughed. I shrugged and lied next to me. He rolled over on top of me and pinned my arms over my head. He looked down at me with a smirk.

"At a time like this?" I laughed.

"Yep." He started kissing on my neck earning a slight moan. I wrapped my legs around him as he sucked my neck dry. He pushed my legs off and stood up as I lied there hot and ready!

He never broke eye contact with me as he slid my pants down along with my underwear.

I watched him get out his clothes quickly. I started taking my shirt and bra off to quicken up the process.

I sat up to pin my hair up but he pushed me back down. I laughed uncontrollably at how rough he got when we have sex. It scares me a little but I like it.

"Open up." He said. I spread my legs open but he wasn't satisfied. He pushed them to a point I didn't think they could go. He knelt down and began placing soft kisses on my inner thighs.

"Yes baby." I mumbled. He was teasing me because he kissed everywhere but my clit. He finally pushed two fingers into my wet sensation. He started licking and fingering at the same time. I could feel myself elevation but he stopped before I could.

He stood up tall and licked his fingers. He roughly grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to the edge of the bed. He stared at my glossy pearl for a few minutes before smirking.

"You cumin and I ain't even fuck yet." He smirked. I know he feeling like the man now. I covered my face from embarrassment.

"Stoppp." I giggled. I heard him laughed slightly before easing inside of me slowly. Every stroke he took was slow and deep. He had a lot of force and pressure between every stroke.

"Ahhhh baby." I began whining like a baby. He took that as his chance and sped up. He threw his head back and grunted as he cupped one of my breasts.

"You tryna give me a baby." I panted out of breath. I felt myself cum around his sick and he pulled out, skeeting on the sheets. He crawled in the bed to the headboard and sat down. I tried to get up and go take a shower but he grabbed my arm.

"I ain't done with you." He said with a straight face. He ran his fingers through my hair and kissed my lips passionately. I crawled on top of his lap slipping his dick inside of my throbbing slit.

"Mm." I moaned as I felt his thickness between my legs once again. I held on to the head board as I bounced on him like a pro. My breasts bounced in his face as he grabbed one with one hand and my ass with the other one. I leaned my head back in pure pleasure.

I guess I wasn't going fast enough because he started thrusting into my roughly. I ain't gone have no walls if he keep touching my spot EVERY stroke.

"House keeping." I heard a little Asian at the door.

"H-house Ke-eping." I stuttered as he sped up. He didn't care. I heard the knock at the door.

"Ahhh." I moaned out as he flipped me over to where he was on top. He had my little ass trapped under him. I bucked my hips to the rhythm he was going. I felt him nut inside of me once again.

"Let me get the door." I told him.

"Naw. Turn over." He motioned his finger in a circle for me to turn over. I did as he said and he rubbed my ass for a few seconds.

I felt him slide in me from the back. I couldn't take this no more. I heard the door knob twisting. Why this bitch won't leave that shit at the door and leave?!

"Fuck!" I screamed as he pulled my hair slightly. I felt myself giving in and he knew I was. Jamal never took me this far!

I leaned down in the pillow as he punished my backside. When I looked up I saw the maid standing there watching. And to be honest I don't want Christian to stop.