Love and Gravity (7 page)

Mueller was friendly with Pop; he
got paid to give him information sometimes. He was friendly with Lenny, too,
who had pretty loose lips if you got him drunk enough. Mueller knew what Pop
was hiding and how much Malone, Margot, and the file would be worth to him.
He’d heard Malone set up the meeting with his friend from the Feds on his
tapped cell. He knew where and when. And he knew he was going to be the one to
get there first.

While Mueller drove he mused about
what he’d be able to get for them. A nice chunk of change at least, maybe a
better position in Pop’s organization. He smiled and sped the car ahead faster
up the quiet highway. He was finally going to get the recognition he deserved
in Gravity. He was finally going to get over on Malone, that fucking punk.

Chapter 7
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Margot sat on the hotel bed,
hugging her knees and listening passively to the sound of the running shower
water. Jack had gone in to bathe after they finished eating, leaving Margot
alone with all of her thoughts. An endless stream of them ran through her head
like beads on a string, one leading to the next and to the next.

She thought about what the next
day would bring, about the meeting with Frank when Jack would turn her over to
him, along with whatever information he had on Pop. She thought about leaving
her identity behind, like she would be leaving the city of Gravity, Pop, and
her record. And she would be leaving Jack behind, too. Tonight was the last
time she would ever be able to see him.

The thought of never seeing Jack
again stirred in her a regret and aching that would have seemed unfathomable
such a short time ago. She focused again on the sound of the shower and
recalled her own shower fantasy. She felt emboldened by her recollection, no
longer reserved about her attraction to him. She owed him her life, understood
his sense of loss and his passion, and after tomorrow she was never going to
see him again.

Margot had never been in one place
long enough to find anyone. She’d never known a man that made her feel safe
before Jack, other than her father. Alex had been her only boyfriend, and for
four months she’d thought about being with him many times, but on a deep level
something had never felt right enough about their relationship. Despite her
conscious desire to trust him, she’d felt in a quiet way that her feelings for
him stemmed from a desperate need for acceptance that Alex was manipulating in
her. When he had touched her, she couldn’t ignore her distrust of him and could
only recoil.

Now at 23, Margot was a little
embarrassed by her inexperience. She worried that if she reached out to Jack,
she wouldn’t be able to please him, and would instead leave him with the memory
of her awkward fumbling. She didn’t even know for sure that her advances would
be welcomed. Had she imagined him leaning towards her on the bed the in the
other hotel? Had he really been thinking of kissing her, or was it simply her
imagination extending beyond her shower fantasy? Margot found it difficult to
believe that something she wanted this badly could come to be, or that her
desires weren’t somehow aberrant.

She was beginning to feel
frustrated, like she was swimming in quicksand. Margot struggled inwardly,
trying to decide how to satisfy all of her wants. She was further distressed as
she heard the shower stop. She was running out of time to make up her mind
about what she wanted.

Their relationship had been to
this point, and would always have been, a short one. It was futureless, but not
meaningless she was sure. She even felt that no one had ever cared for her as
much as this man whom she hadn’t even known a few short days ago. She fought a
sadness that threatened to swallow her. If not now, never, she thought.

As the thought that “never” would
be worse than death came to her, the bathroom door opened. Jack stood there,
with only a thick towel wrapped around his waist. The bandage was gone from his
arm and Margot could see the small bullet wound on his triceps. His body was
still glistening with wetness, and his eyes met hers with a gentle
determination.

Jack watched Margot’s eyes wander
over his body and saw a warmth rise to flush her cheeks. Her eyes were wide in
drinking him in, her lips slightly parted as she inhaled slowly and deeply.
Jack didn’t want to feel tentative this time, he didn’t want to be interrupted.
He wanted to tell her something he’d been thinking all day, for which there
were no words.

Jack walked over to Margot on the
bed and sat down beside her. He put his hand up to her cheek and brought his
face beside hers. He simply rested his head against her for a moment, feeling
his connection to her strengthen, feeling it swallowing them both up.

After a moment Jack felt Margot’s
soft hand press against his chest. For a moment he thought that maybe she
didn’t want him this way, that he had infringed upon her. His eyes were worried
as Margot met them with hers. She looked into them, drawn even deeper into her
desire by his concern. She brought her lips close to his. She could feel his
gentle breathing before she kissed him.

It was a slow kiss, light at
first. As the seconds passed Margot felt a heady rush at the reality of the
moment. This wasn’t a fantasy, this was really happening. She was getting
exactly what she wanted for the first time in her life. She kissed him harder
and pushed her body closer to his. She ran her fingers over his strong
shoulders and chest. It was exhilarating to feel his firm muscles beneath her
hands.

Jack wrapped his arms around her
waist and pulled her even closer, bringing their stomachs together. He put his
hands on her face and began to lightly to kiss her neck. It felt wonderful and
tingly and sweet. Margot let her head fall back and closed her eyes. She felt
herself opening, as though she was breathing in for the first time. She ran her
fingers through his hair, still cool and damp from the shower and felt ecstasy
surging through her veins and heating her whole body.

Her clothes felt stifling and she
wanted them off. She wanted to feel him with her body.

Margot kissed Jack again before
standing up. She had never let a man see her naked before. She thought her body
was beautiful. She felt like she was sharing a gift with him in showing him,
something unique to her, and she wanted to be open about it. This was something
she’d wanted for so long.

Margot stood before Jack, sitting
on the edge of the bed, and took off her clothes one piece at a time. She was
slow and methodical. She watched Jack’s eyes the whole time. She watched him
watching her and could see in his face that he treasured the moment she was
giving him.

She savored the slowness with
which she undressed. She wanted this moment to last, to burn itself into her
memory. She never wanted to forget the way Jack’s eyes looked as he first saw
her. As she continued undressing she could see that he had become hard under
the towel around his hips. This made her notice her own wetness.

Jack surveyed everything, from her
heated eyes down over her breasts, down to her perfectly trimmed pubic hair.
Margot could feel his eyes tracing her and it made her nipples harden as he
gazed at them. Feeling her body responding to him turned her on even more and
her pussy swelled even fuller with longing and wetness. She was consumed by a
sweet, painful aching for him. She couldn’t wait to see him any longer.

Margot got on her knees between
his legs and wordlessly pulled open the towel until it came undone. She ran her
eyes down his body. He was quivering with hardness, and his dick was so large
it was intimidating and tantalizing to her all at once. Margot stared at him,
feeling aware of his strength and vulnerability, feeling aware of her own. She
wanted to feel him. She put her hands on his knees and timidly ran them up his
inner thighs until she reached his cock. She wrapped her hand around him, and
could feel him pulsing with his desire for her.

She couldn’t believe that someone
could feel this way about her, that she could stimulate someone else so much.
She found it deeply arousing that she could physically see and feel how intense
his desire for her was. She loved the way he felt in her hand, hard and soft at
the same time.

“I’ve never been with a man before
Jack. I want to do this, but I also wanted to tell you.”

She leaned forward onto the bed
and put him in her mouth. She was shallow at first, tracing his head with her
tongue and licking lightly down his shaft. Jack leaned back onto his elbows and
she could hear him making small, delightful sounds as she licked him.

She felt his hips begin to curl
under gently, rhythmically as though he was inside her. She put him fully in
her mouth and began to run slowly up and down his length. Jack laid back on the
bed and put his hands on her head to feel her movements, thrusting slowly into
her mouth a bit deeper each time.

Jack let Margot do this until he
almost lost control of himself, and stopped her. He wanted to take his time
with her, to make this last. He pulled her over onto the edge of the bed beside
him. Her hair spilled out onto the mattress beneath her head, and her body
stilled as she waited for his advance. Jack reached around and kissed her,
turning his body so that his cock was pressed against her soft leg. He put his
hand on her breast while he kissed her, massaging it broadly before lightly
rubbing her nipple with his fingers. She became so hard for him that he almost
lost control of himself again, and pulled his hand away. He moved it slowly
down her stomach until he reached her clit, and let his hand sit on top of it
for a moment. The warmth from his palm made Margot ache.

Jack rubbed her with his palm,
slowly stimulating her. As it began to feel better and better Margot couldn’t
help but spread her legs wider, silently encouraging him to go inside of her
with his fingers. Jack resisted the urge to penetrate her. He wanted to tease
her until neither of them could wait any longer.

Jack squeezed Margot’s leg under
his own, pressing himself into her. He kissed his way down to her breasts,
brushing her nipples with his lips and sucking them lightly until she was
arching beneath him with pleasure.

Jack got off the bed and hovered
above her, kissing her stomach and massaging her breasts, kissing down further
until he reached her clit. He put his hands on her knees and spread her legs
further open. He put his mouth on her, licking her with his tongue in slow,
short strokes. He began licking her everywhere, lengthening the strokes of his
tongue until he had tasted her completely. She felt so painfully swollen. She
wanted to grab him and force him into her but could only lay still while he
played with her.

Jack began to focus on her clit
more, and his long licks turned into tiny butterfly flutters on her most
sensitive area. Margot was bursting with need for him as she felt him run his
hand up her thigh and put two fingertips inside of her. He played with her
opening, tracing it shallowly with his fingers while he kept his mouth on her.
He put his fingers in a little more deeply, just inside of her and pressed into
her swollenness rhythmically.

Margot’s whole body was buzzing.
She was dizzy, and moaning, and felt completely at his mercy. She wanted him
inside her so badly that he was making her want to cum. She was trying to fight
it, she wanted to wait, but he pressed into her with his fingers more firmly
and began doing something with his tongue that she couldn’t even understand.
She couldn’t help herself anymore. She started cumming with his fingers in her,
moaning and arching uncontrollably. He kept his fingers inside her, feeling her
contractions and kissing her thighs while she came.

Margot felt exposed to him after
she came, so vulnerable. Jack came up from the floor and lay beside her a
moment, pressing his forehead into hers and caressing her stomach. He began
kissing her and Margot could feel herself already becoming aroused again. Jack
pushed her farther back onto the bed, until her whole body was lying on it,
then got on top of her and spread her legs with his knees.

She felt him reaching down and
stroking himself as he kissed her. She was becoming more and more turned on.
She could feel the tip of him pressing against her pussy as he stroked himself,
teasing her. She wrapped her hands over his back and felt down to his waist and
his buttocks. She put her hands on his hips and tried to press him into her,
but he was unyielding. Margot was beginning to feel mad with her need for him.

“Should I…” Jack started to ask.

“No, please. Just like this,”
Margot said pulling him closer.

Jack kissed her again and pushed
himself into her. Margot cried out softly, feeling a little pain as he entered
her. Within seconds the pain was muted by her intense desire to have him inside
her and pleasure took its place. Jack began thrusting into her in waves. Margot
felt so full of him, completed by his presence inside of her. His body pressed
against hers delightfully as he made love to her. She had never felt so much
pleasure before.

Margot wanted him deeper. She
wrapped her legs up around the small of his back and felt him sink further into
her. His thrusting was become more forceful and faster. Margot could feel him
pushing into her harder. She wanted to take all of him in, pulling his hips in
towards her with her hands.