Wife of a Mob Boss Ch. 03 - Sex Stories

Wife of a Mob Boss Ch. 03

... Holding it over our heads, I punched him twice in the nose. He dropped the gun but grabbed my throat with two hands and head-butted me, causing a spill of blood to leak from my nose.

“No!” Marlene cried from the other room, watching our fight in the hall.

The man shook me from wall to wall, slamming against each one before tripping me and squeezing the air from my throat.

“Michael, get up!” Marlene demanded, and I saw a blur of her person from where I lay. She was tied to a pipe that ran along the wall.

Leaning back, I twisted and slammed my forearm into the man’s hands, creating enough space to breathe a breath of air. Twisting to my side, I slammed the tip of my elbow into his ear and heard him yelp. With the distance created, I got on top of him and rained down five hard punches over my shoulder to the cheers of Marlene. Finding the man’s gun behind me, I turned back, pressed the muzzle to his forehead, and pulled the trigger.

Stumbling into Marlene’s room, I was a mess. Blood covered my face and body that was both mine and stranger, but Marlene didn’t seem to mind.

“You came for me! You came!” She bounced in excitement.

“I’ll never leave you again,” I huffed as I moved over to her and sawed away the rope on her wrists with my knife. Her hands grabbed at my clothes desperately.

“We have to hurry,” she said, looking at the door. “There were like fifteen of them on this boat.”

It was then, just as I cut her loose that the sound of feet pounding ...

... on the metal floor grates filled the hall.

“Come on now, hurry!” I said, pulling her to my back as I turned back to the door. I saw the men fill the stairwell where I had just come from. Not waiting to see what they would do, I fired six times and told Marlene to run. Firing two more times, I ran behind her as the men started firing back at us. I didn’t have enough bullets or energy to kill them all.

Pulling Marlene back when she passed a set of stairs, we went down and zig-zagged through entrances until I felt the breeze of the Miami air. Making it outside onto the deck, I saw the thousand of stars blinking in the clear sky, and the Miami shore was hundreds of yards behind us.

“Come on, we have to jump,” I said as I took her down another set of stairs to get to the side of the ship.

“Jump?! Are you crazy? I can’t—” Marlene protested as I pulled her along.

“We have to now, before we’re too far away to swim,” I replied.

“We’re too far to swim now!” she said.

Wrapping my uninjured arm around her waist, I pulled her to me tightly and kissed her hard and deep. She hesitated but kissed me back. The sound of the other men thundered up the stairs and after us. We only had seconds.

Still kissing Marlene, I leaned over the railing, and she screamed as we both fell into the ocean water below.

Chapter ThreeLike an anvil dropped in the ocean, the pair of us hit the water and sank in the bottomless depth of the ocean black. I was not proud to say that I was ...