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Chapter Four

Nikki hadn't moved the floor. She sat knees pulled up to her chest. She was tired. Tired of running, tired of hiding, tired of pretending she could ever have a decent life again. How could things have gone so wrong? Nothing made sense anymore, and how ironic was it that her family was killed, and she fell in love with a killer. Maybe she had a death wish. But Juice had proved his death wish many times in the past, that is, if she took his word for it. Maybe they were perfect for each other, maybe.

"What do you want from me, Carlos?" Nikki asked. The room was dark, and neither one of them had made the attempt to get up and turn the light on.

"I wanted you to know the truth. You deserved that much. I'm not going to ask you to stay, if you feel like you can't be with me that's fine. I'm not going to force you, but I want you to know I love you, and I mean it, I would never hurt you. I told you because I have a way out, because we can't stay here in this motel room for the rest of our lives, and because I have a life in Charming, with the club. I have money with them; we can live a decent life together. I can take care of you. You have to tell me what you want."

"You want to go back to the people that want to kill you?" Nikki asked, sounding disgusted.

"I need to make it right somehow. I owe them that."

"You don't owe them anything. Two murders that stained your hands when it should never have reached them." Nikki crawled over to Juice, who was sitting with his back up against the bed, across from where she was sitting. She stopped when her knees hit his, and carefully took his tear stained face into her hands. "You saved my life. That counts as something. I trust you. I know you wouldn't hurt me."

Juice sighed, relief flooded his body, "Thank you." Nikki pressed her lips against his, slowly, tenderly, and full of passion.

Juice moved from sitting in a cross legged position to his knees. Now hovering just above Nikki, he was able to pull her closer to him, their tears mixed together, falling together between their lips, onto their tongues. Nikki moaned into the kiss. Their bodies worked in sync with each other, and before they knew it, they were both laying on the bed. Nikki was resting on top of Juice's body, his hands traveling up and down her torso. It wasn't until he felt comfortable enough to allow his hands to travel under her shirt. He savored the feel of her silky smooth skin under his fingers for the first time.

Nikki was surprisingly at ease under his touch, in fact, she was surprised to find herself really enjoying his touches. Soon she began to get frustrated, there were only so many places his hands could travel before clothing got in the way, and she found herself sitting up, straddling his hips, and removing her shirt. It landed somewhere on the floor behind her, maybe even on the table, where ever it landed, it didn't matter for the time being, because she was too caught up in this moment to really care.

Juice laid back, watching Nikki as she discarded her shirt. It was the first time he had seen her like this, even just partially naked, she still had her bra on, wait… nope, not anymore, that came off too. It flew behind her, just like her shirt did. He smiled, taking in her beautiful figure, her small rounded breasts, and milky white skin, she was beautiful, more beautiful than he imagined.

Nikki stayed in the same position, straddling his hips, her upper body completely bare, and under the big brown eyes of Juice. She bit her lip, and because of her past and her feeling of insecurity, she covered herself up. Juice frowned, and reached up, touching her face. "You don't have to be shy with me. You are so beautiful. I don't think you know just how beautiful you really are." With that, Juice flipped them over, so he was hovering above her, she still covered up her chest. Juice stood up, and removed his shirt. Nikki gasped at his beautiful physic.

She had always known about his toned arms, and could feel his toned abs through his shirt when she went to hug him, but she had never seen him this way, in fact, she had never seen a man this way before. Her stomach filled with millions of butterflies, and her cheeks were on fire. She did her best to ignore it though, and just take in his body. His chest sported two tattoos of skulls, and something else, looks like some sort of Asian print on the left side, towards the top of his rib cage. His abs weren't over done like a lot of people, but they were there, perfect, and just enough.

Then he climbed back onto the bed. Nikki welcoming him back into her arms, their lips met again, and Nikki lay back down. Juice resting on top of her, between her legs, as he started grinding his hips into hers. She moaned into the kiss, and eventually pulled away. She was trembling, nervously. Juice picked up on that, and moved away, just enough to give her a second to adjust to all of this.

"We don't have to do anything." Juice said, "We can stop right now if you want to?"

"No, no. I'm just… a bit… nervous. I know I'm technically not a virgin anymore, because of what happened, but I don't know what I'm doing, this is really my first time." Nikki was starting to ramble, and Juice cupped her face, kissed her lips, until she stopped talking.

"Tonight you are a virgin, if that's what you want. You lead; we do this your way. I'm not going to force you into anything. Tonight belongs to you. That means you call all the shots."

Nikki started crying. She remembered how rough those men were with her, how they used to body. How they treated her like a rag doll. Her virginity was taken from her, forced from her body in the most brutal way possible. She never wanted another person's hands on her body ever again, but Juice came along and changed that for her. She really did love him, and she wanted him.

"I love you." Nikki said through her tears, "Just go slow, and be gentle." Juice nodded, "If you say the word, I will stop." Nikki nodded this time, and bit her lip.

She looked at Juice, as if giving him the okay to keep going. He reached over, pulling her towards him, he kissed her, full of passion. Then trailed his lips down to her neck, where he flicked his tongue over her vein, before sucking on it. Nikki's head fell to the side, giving Juice full access to her neck.

Nikki had so much to learn about love and sex. When it came time for her parents to have "the talk" with her, they told her that sex happens when you fall in love, but not before marriage. They handed her a promise ring, she promised them she would wait until she was married before she had sex. She would keep her body pure and clean until then. There was never any talk of how it worked, no mention of what exactly sex involved. No mention of men forcing themselves onto women. She was raised in a strict Christian household, and up until her family was murdered she had believed heavily in god. Now she hated him. She had spent endless nights praying to him to keep her and her family safe. She had come to terms that god was just like Santa Clause or the Easter Bunny, they were all just myths. Parents used god to make them fear the devil, used him to make them behalf, and act accordingly. Life was not what she imaged it to be. She wouldn't be getting married, and having children, and on Sunday's her and her husband with their children would meet their parents at the church, then afterwards, they would all go to their house for Sunday dinner. That wasn't her life, it would never be. God didn't exist, but the devil did, she was sure of that, or maybe they were two in the same. She remembers her neighbor telling her something about god taking the best of people for himself, why would he take them in such a gruesome manner? Why make them all suffer, why take a mother and father away from the child, better question, why would he let the child survive without the family? None of it made any sense, and from that day forward, she loathed god and the devil just the same.

Nikki was pulled from her thoughts when she felt her pants, and her panties being pulled off. Before she knew what happened, Juice had discarded the rest of her clothes, and she lay there completely naked. Her face flushed, as she desperately tried to cover herself up. Juice stopped her, lacing his hands with hers, "Don't hide, you are so beautiful." He whispered into her ear, before kissing her once again.

Juice trailed his tongue down her body. Her stomach doing all sorts of flips and flops, she was sure there was a small roller coaster in there. She was stuck between wanting to run and hide, and enjoying the attention Juice was giving her.

Juice stopped right below Nikki's belly button, and looked up her. He smiled, seeing her flushed face, and her brown hazy eyes. He trailed kisses the rest of the way down, pushing her legs open, before resting on his stomach between them. He could feel the tension in her legs, as he held them open. He kissed both of her inner thighs, "Relax, baby." He whispered.

Her breathing was heavy, and found it hard to relax. She just laid there, stiff and awkward like, until she felt it. His tongue flicked against that sensitive numb, swirling around it, sucking her clit into his mouth, and letting his teeth gently graze over it. She screamed, bucking her hips forward without even trying. She bald her fists up into the sheets, never had she ever felt something so amazing coursing through her body.

Juice took his time, preparing her, making sure she was wet enough. When he was satisfied, he stood up, removing the rest of his clothes. Nikki's eyes darted over his body, and although she was panting from the pleasure she had just received, she closed her lips tight at the sight of him naked. He was beautiful. His dick stood proudly in front of him. He was thick, that much Nikki was certain of. Her nerves jumped into her throat, along with her thoughts.

In the back of her mind she was thinking there was no way he would fit inside her, he was so big. Big to her, but maybe so were those men… no… don't think about that, not right now. She pushed the bad thoughts from her mind just as Juice crawled back on the bed, up her body, between her legs, where he settled down.

His hand caressed her face, he kissed her forehead, then her nose, then her cheek, then her other cheek, finally her lips. She smiled into the kiss, since she started to giggle before. Juice pulled away, smiling as well. And for just a moment they stayed there, silent, staring into each other's eyes, enjoying the moment of just being in each other's embrace.

"Are you sure about this?" Juice asked, running his fingers through her long curly brown hair. She bit her lip, and nodded. Juice shook his head, "Not good enough. You have to say it." He encouraged her, waiting for an answer, letting her take her time. "I'm ready, Carlos… just…" She stopped, closing her eyes, trying to compose herself and stop the tears from spilling. "Hey, hey, baby girl, don't cry, we don't have to…" Juice started, pulling himself up, off the bed. Nikki stopped him, grabbing his arm before he could get away from her. "No. Just, please go slow. Be gentle. I do want this, with you, only you."

Hearing those words made Juices heart skip a beat, and the air rush out of his lungs. He had been with so many women since he joined the MC. All those women throwing themselves at him, begging him, he have them what they wanted, he fucked them… all of them. It didn't matter time or place, he tended to their needs. But never has anyone come to him like this. Nikki did need him just as much as he needed her. She was asking him to make love to her, not fuck her. There was a difference, and for her, he would do anything. He leaned down and kissed her, putting all his passion and love for her into that kiss. In that moment it didn't matter who they were, where they were. It didn't matter that he helped an under aged girl escape from a mental institution, didn't matter that he had her naked in a cheap motel bed. Didn't matter that he was about to make love to her. Show her love, or share his love with her. In a sense it would be the first time for the both of them, in the very same sense that making love was a first for him. It was something that he had been so long for.

Nikki tilted her head, opening her mouth, as their tongues collided together, tasting each other, caressing each other. The same time, Juice slipped inside of her, filling her up. Nikki arched her back, pushing him more inside of her. She gasped for air. She was so full, tears filled her eyes. He was stretching her to her limits. Juice stayed as still as he could, letting her adjust to his size. He didn't move until she told him he could. Then he pulled half way out, before gently pushing back in. She let out a gasp, her arms wrapping around his neck. He rested his head in her neck as he continued to thrust into her, keeping the same slow pace. Nikki continued those soft shallow breathy moans, filling Juices ears like soft sweet music, and he encouraged every last bit of it.

Their bodies both swimming in ecstasy, they were both so close. Nikki held onto Juice as if her life depended on it. He pulled her close when he felt himself ready. They were both ready to climax, and just in time, Juice pulled her up, her legs wrapping around his waist, she was just inches above the bed, clinging to him. They came together.

Exhausted, high on love, and covered in sweat, Juice and Nikki collapsed on the bed, panting and embraced in each other's arms. "I love you." Juice said, pressing his lips to hers one last time. "I love you too." Nikki replied after they pulled apart. They fell asleep, wrapped in each other's arms, and legs tangled together. Both of them feeling complete for the first time in a long time.