Chapter 14
David's hands were numb and his cheeks were red and stinging by the time he arrived back at the house after returning to the chalet. It had been a wild gamble, but one he had to take. If the Hawk hadn't heard from Buenos Aires since nine in the morning, there was an excellent chance that he hadn't yet been advised of the action in Buenos Aires. The attempt on David's life had taken place at nine fifteen, so the Hawk might very well be in the dark. And David wanted to keep him that way. He had driven to the chalet and cut the telephone wires to the Hawk's hideout. Rather than sever the wire, David had disconnected the junction at the pole on the road to make it more difficult to detect. But that had required fifteen minutes on the pole in a hardfalling snow and his hands and face were almost frozen.
He bolted the door, slipped out of his jacket, checked on Jenifer and found her still sleeping soundly on the bed, then went to the kitchen and ran cold water on his hands and face. He knew the danger of using hot water on possible frost bite and he added it very slowly until the water in the sink was luke warm. Gradually, the feeling returned to his frozen flesh and he again thanked the incredible streak of luck that seemed to be running with him that day. He searched through the kitchen cabinets and found a half-filled bottle of brandy. The amber liquid warmed his system and made him feel human again.
Now it's the waiting game, he said to himself. If the Hawk didn't know he was here, and if he had only some reasonable doubt that Jenifer somehow had managed to escape, the Hawk might well stick to his schedule for the assassination. And if he did, David knew that he could stop him. The worst thing would be a change of schedule, which meant that David and Jenifer had to stay out of sight.
When David walked into the bedroom, Jenifer turned her head slowly toward him and opened her eyes. She was stark naked. The bedspread had fallen to the floor and the girl was laying bare on top of the covers. David's breath caught in his throat as he admired the beauty of her sensuous body. Her tits stood straight up, pointed at the ceiling, and her luscious thighs were spread just enough to give him a clear view of her pussy.
"Who ... who are you?" she said softly, obviously struggling through the misty veil of the drug.
"A friend," David said with a smile. "How do you feel?"
"Okay, I guess. Drugged, maybe. Where's Nacho?"
"I took you away from him," David said gently, sitting on the edge of the bed, uncomfortably near her voluptuous body. "He was going to kill you."
"He damned near did!" she replied. "He taught me some of the most fantastic things about my body, then got mad when I learned to like sex. He is a filthy beast, but ... but I have to go back to him. Where are we?"
"Bariloche."
"In the mountains?" she asked, fighting to keep her eyes open. "Yes."
"I've got to go back to him. My cunt aches. Oh, God, am I dizzy!" she said as she tried to pull herself up and finally collapsed in David's arms.
"Did he hurt you?" David asked, squirming a little to relieve the irritating itch in his groin when he felt the girl's firm tit resting on his arm.
"Yes," she said softly. "He made my cunt, my ass, and my mouth ache, but he also gave me the only excitement and pleasure I've ever had in my life. Don't you understand? For nineteen years I have been a big nothing. Nacho made me a woman, showed how great sex was. That's why I have to go back!"
Jenifer looked directly into David's eyes with her last statement, her voice shaky but pleading.
"Look, Jenifer," David said softly, "you can't go back. Nacho is a dangerous killer on a desperate mission. He means to kill you. Why did he drug you?"
"Why did he drug me?" Jenifer said, repeating the question as she struggled for an answer. "I ... I don't know. Are you sure he means to kill me?"
"Positive."
"If he's a dangerous killer," she said, pulling herself erect and staring into David's eyes, "who are you?"
"A dangerous killer," David replied with a broad smile. "Only I'm on your side."
"What side?" Jenifer cried. "I don't have a side! For Christ's sake, won't you tell me what's going on?"
David found his closeness to the lovely naked teenager terribly unnerving as he held her and explained in the most general terms what was taking place. He gave her a sketch of Sandoval's background and felt her shudder.
"I wish he had killed me," she sighed, pushing away from David and falling back on the bed. "He turned me into a lust-filled animal, and now I can't have him! I wish I were dead!" she said, sobbing.
David shifted position to conceal his hard-on. "He isn't the only man in the world, Jenifer," he said, placing his hand on her naked arm. "There are plenty of men who can make you happy in this world. Have you forgotten about your husband?"
"To hell with Peter!" she cried. "He's the prude of prudes. I never would have married him if he wasn't. But that was the old me. Peter would never touch me after what Nacho did to me. Why did you have to rescue me? What are you, some kind of Boy Scout? Oh, I wish I were dead!"
"Stop saying that, damn it!" David snapped. "I rescued you because you were going to be killed. Can't you get that through your thick skull?"
"And doomed me to a life worse than death!" she cried, reaching up and pounding her fist on his chest. She suddenly lost control of herself and attacked David with both hands.
David struggled with her, briefly, then grabbed her wrists and forced her back on the bed. Her anger emphasized her beauty. Her blue eyes sparkled and her pearly white teeth flashed. Her soft, golden blonde hair seemed like spun silk as it flowed through the air. The itch in David's groin had grown to a burning fire. He leaned down, holding her arms pinned to the mattress above her head, and brought his mouth to hers.
"What are you doing!" she snapped.
"I'm going to show you that I can make you as happy as your killer did," David said just before he pressed his lips to hers. Her mouth was open to reply and David darted his tongue inside to sip of her sweetness. She struggled against him and finally managed to push him away.
"Stop it!" she cried. "I don't want you! I'm no cheap whore!"
"You're probably not good enough to be a whore, Jenifer," David taunted as he pulled himself off the bed and began stripping.
"What are you doing?" she demanded. "I don't want you ... whatever your name is. I mean it! I'm not a whore, damn it!"
"Having two men fuck you in nineteen years hardly makes you a whore," David laughed, pulling off his undershorts and letting his aching prick spring free.
"Don't touch me!" Jenifer screamed, trying to pull herself off the bed. She found that she was weak and that her muscles didn't respond properly. Collapsing to a sitting position, she began sobbing. She was confused. What she had done with Nacho was one thing, but letting another strange man take her body made her a cheap whore in her mind. The frightened girl shuddered when she felt David's hand touch her shoulder. She lashed out blindly, bringing the back of her hand across his face in a hard slap. "Leave me alone!"
David's reaction was automatic and swift. He slapped her cheek hard and grabbed her wrist and twisted her arm behind her back.
"You bastard!" she spit at him.
Before she could move, David's naked body was on top of her. He dropped his hand between her shapely legs and began rubbing her entire pubic mound firmly. She lashed out at him with her nails and raked his shoulder as he brought his mouth to one of her firm, luscious tits and sucked her nipple between his teeth.
"Stop it!" she cried desperately. "I don't want you! Stop it!"
David ignored her, rubbing her pussy and nibbling on her nipple while she beat her fist against his back. He could hardly believe the body of this beautiful girl! Her tits were as firm as rocks and her flesh was as smooth as satin. He dipped his finger into her slit, holding her tightly as she tried to squirm away from him. He massaged her cunt, then brought the tip of his finger up to her clitoris and began rubbing the sensitive bud.
Jenifer was beside herself! She didn't want this! She didn't want a complete stranger to make love to her! It made her a common tart, the kind that walked the streets begging to be laid by the first man who came along. She couldn't stand that! Yet her vagina ached to have something in it, something live and probing! And the familiar sensation was beginning to sweep through her system. His finger was starting a fire in her crotch. And his mouth! His lips and teeth on her nipple were driving her wild!
Without ceasing her struggle against him, she opened her eyes and looked at the strange man. He certainly wasn't handsome! Yet she had to admit that he was better looking than Nacho. His face was sharp and hard, yet he lacked the cruel eyes Nacho had. He reminded Jenifer of someone she had seen in the movies. James something.
She felt her nipple become erect beneath his hungry lips and she knew that her juices were beginning to flow in her pussy. But she wouldn't give in to him. She couldn't!
David knew that she was becoming excited when he felt the moisture begin to gather in her cunt. He also knew that he would have to get her so hot that she wouldn't be able to stand it before she would stop fighting him. He began sliding down her body, reluctantly releasing her delicious tit as he brought his face to her pubic mound. The odor of her sex was strong. It excited him as he pulled the lips of her cunt open and slipped his tongue down into her slit.
"Don't!" she cried, trying to squirm out from beneath him. "Oh, please don't! No! Oh, God! Oh, ooooohhhhhh!" Her protest changed to a low animal moan when she felt the tip of his tongue flicking against her erect clitoris. Tears welled in her eyes as she cursed the weakness of her body. The fire raced from her sensitive bud into her veins and made her pulse quicken. She felt her skin flush and the muscles in her thighs quiver as his tongue imposed its sweet torture. She sighed deeply when she felt her will to resist evaporate in the heat of the familiar excitement that was raging through her body. Against her will, her muscles began to relax. She stopped beating on his back.
"Aaaaaahhhh! God, that's good!" she gasped when he flattened his tongue and began lapping her entire slit rapidly.
David couldn't remember being this excited. The salty, strong flavor on her sex was like an intoxicating liquor in his system. His penis was surging, aching, demanding relief, but he wanted to show this young girl that she could blow her mind with other men and not just the Hawk. He smiled to himself when he admitted that there was an element of competition involved. The Wolf and the Hawk had been competitors in their dangerous profession before. Why not in cunt? He would make this gorgeous blonde forget the Hawk-and then he would kill the Hawk!
Without withdrawing his mouth from her pussy, David pulled his body up and straddled her voluptuous young body so that his cock was directly above her pretty face. Then he began nibbling gently on her hard clitoris with his teeth, smiling to himself when her hips began jerking and grinding beneath his attack.
Jenifer gasped when she experienced a small climax and continued climbing the mountain of passion beneath his hungry mouth. She opened her eyes and found herself staring straight up at his rigid prick and hairy balls. She could hardly believe what she saw and she reached up with her hand to grasp the hard member poised above her face. This man's penis was different from Nacho's! It was shorter and not as thick. So all men weren't created equal, Jenifer said to herself. Would this one hurt like Nacho's? Jenifer was sure that it wouldn't, but would it give her the same intense pleasure?
She felt her body quake as his nibbling became more demanding on her sensitive clitoris. She pulled on his prick and brought it down to her lips. Two can play the same game, she said to herself as she opened her mouth and darted her tongue into the hole at the tip of his organ. She could feel the blood pumping through the length of his penis as she guided it between her teeth and sucked it into her mouth. Jenifer found that she still had to stretch her mouth to bring the full length of his shaft inside, but not to the point that made her jaws ache! She reached up and began caressing his balls while she ran her mouth up and down his pulsing shaft. Even the taste of his sex was different. She wrapped her fingers around the base of his prick and started sucking. Every time the head of his cock brushed against her throat, Jenifer's entire body quivered.
David couldn't remember having a girl suck his cock with such enthusiasm! And those hands of hers on my balls, he said to himself as he felt a thundering roar begin in his groin! Continuing his licking and chewing on her quivering clitoris, David slipped his finger into her cunt and began sliding it in and out of her warm depth. Her hips seemed to go out of control, jerking and rotating against the mattress with abandon.
"OH, MY GOD! FUCK ME!" she gasped as she pulled her mouth free of his prick. Her cunt was a raging forest fire of desire and she had to feel him inside her. "FUCK ME!" she cried when he kept running his finger in and out of her steaming vagina. "SHOVE YOUR COCK UP ME!"
David loved to hear a girl talk so uninhibitedly. Jenifer was one of the rare natural women he had met. Had the Hawk done this to her? he asked himself. He pulled his body up and turned around. Gazing down at her magnificent body, David actually envied Peter Martin. From Carl Raitman's remarks, David knew that she wasn't only beautiful but very rich. Would any man in his right mind walk away from something like this just because another man had managed to dip his cock into her?
"Oh, please!" Jenifer begged. "Please ram your cock up me! Fuck me, please! I'm on fire and I want to feel my cunt stuffed! Now, please!" She reached out and took his prick in her hand, pulling it hard as she guided its hotly throbbing erectness to her crotch.
David felt her lodge the shaft in the entrance to her vagina with her hand. He braced himself on his knees and thrust hard, sending his pulsing rod ripping into her steaming, wet cunt. Then he fell forward, completely covering her gorgeous body, as his hips began jerking up and down. He felt her vaginal muscles expand and contract around his lust-filled organ, milking him as he stroked in and out of her body. His balls began slapping loudly against the firm cheeks of her young ass and he could feel her nipples burning into his chest like hot coals. He held her face in his hands and crushed his lips against hers, slithering his tongue deep into her mouth as he increased the length of his strokes and dug his blood-inflated cock deep into her unsatisfiable cunt.
Jenifer's arms flew around David's neck. Her tongue met his as she ground her hips beneath him and crushed the hotly throbbing erectness of her clitoris against his pelvis. She threw her legs into the air and locked her ankles behind his waist, digging her heels into his buttocks like spurs.
"Faster! Oh, yes, faster! Fuck me faster! Give it to me!" she chanted between kisses. "Harder. Fill my cunt with your sperm! Harder! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeee! That's it! Oh, my God, that's it. Harder! Shove it up me! Oh, ooh, ooooh, yes! Oh, yes, now! Now! AAAiiiiieeeeeeee!"
David felt his balls explode and the hot jets of sperm began racing along his painfully throbbing shaft. And then he gasped aloud when it felt as if his prick were caught in a vise of flesh. She contracted her cuntal muscles and squeezed his spurting penis with a sweet pain that drained his balls until his anus contracted from the strain.
Jenifer clung to him fiercely when he tried to withdraw, holding his waist in a tight scissors grip and wrapping her arms around his neck as tight as she could. All thoughts of Nacho were gone from her mind now. He had never made her come quite like this! And this man's cock didn't hurt her! It was as if it had been created for her cunt-the absolute perfect fit! I
"What's your name?" she whispered in his ear, clinging to him tightly.
"Why?" David laughed.
"Because I think I've fallen in love with you," she sighed.
"In love with me or my prick?" David teased.
"You are your prick, silly. Just as I am my cunt. That's all we are. The rest is phony. Everything we do is aimed toward our pricks and cunts. If you don't tell me your name, I'll call you Prick."
"Try David. It's better in polite society."
"Fuck polite society!" Jenifer breathed in his ear. "I love you, David. I love your prick. I want it in my cunt, in my mouth, up my ass. Fuck me again, David," she said, contracting her vaginal muscles and squeezing his penis inside her.
"If you think I'm going to turn you down," David laughed, "you're crazy. But how about a shower first? A shower will relax us and give us a breather."
"Oh! I'd love a shower! I haven't bathed in four days! Is there hot water?"
David finally managed to pull himself free of the girl's clinging body and he led her into the bathroom.