Chapter Thirty: Delightful Revenge
"I could stay like this forever," Blair mused as she lay blissfully wrapped up in Jo's arms; sweaty and sated after their long session of lovemaking.
Jo lazily peppered dozens of tiny kisses along Blair's neck. "Me, too, babe," she agreed, wrapping Blair up in her arms even tighter.
Blair sighed happily. "Is it weird that I feel happy?" she asked. "I mean, I know we're on the run and all but...I can't help but feel happy. Remember when I said I wanted more but I wasn't sure exactly what I wanted?"
Jo nodded.
"Well...now I know. I finally figured out what I want more of and it isn't Casey or Cody or any other guy. I want you, Jo Polniaczek. It's you and only you. It's crazy it took this circumstance for us to finally admit our feelings to each other but it is what it is. You're just it for me and no one else will do."
Blair watched as Jo's eyes began to water. Blair reached out a hand to wipe the tears away.
"Aw...Jo….baby...don't cry," she said sadly. "I didn't mean to make you cry. Why are you crying?"
Jo only gave Blair a watery smile as Blair's thumb brushed away Jo's tears tenderly. "Nothin'," she said. "It's just that I'm happy, too. I've been unhappy for awhile myself. I agree that this probably wasn't the most ideal time to finally admit our feelings, either but hey...better late than never, huh?"
Blair grinned happily. "I couldn't agree more," she said. "I love you, Jo. So much. I can't even begin to tell you how extremely happy I feel right now!"
Jo kissed the top of Blair's head. "I love you, too, Blair," she said, giving Blair a tight squeeze. "Now...how about you and I get some clothes on and get outta here? We're almost there, ya know."
Blair giggled. "I almost forgot we were even going to Mexico," she replied. She then sighed a bit regretfully as she removed herself from Jo's warm embrace. "Alright," she said. "I need to get my clothes."
As she got up to grab her clothes that were strewn all over inside Jo's car, she felt Jo's hand playfully slap her backside causing her to jump in surprise. She turned her head towards Jo who only gave her a teasing smirk.
"Do you want to get out of here or what?" Blair asked breathlessly. "Don't make it so fucking hard, Jo."
Jo only continued smirking as she then reached out a hand towards Blair's exposed breasts, rubbing one of her nipples. It instantly grew hard almost immediately at Jo's touch.
"I dunno, Blair," Jo replied teasingly, grinning at her handiwork. "Seems somethin's already pretty fuckin' hard to me."
She then chuckled as she suddenly moved her hand away, picked up her clothes and got dressed.
Blair only smiled slyly, a plan suddenly starting to formulate in her mind. I'll get you, Jo, she thought as she got herself dressed. And I'm going to make sure I get you good.
"Fuck, I hate this guy," Jo remarked half an hour later as she and Blair continued on up the road.
"What?" Blair asked curiously.
She followed Jo's gaze to a semi-gas tank truck in front of them. Blair gasped as she recognized the truck. It looked like the same truck they had seen before. It even has the same degrading mud flaps! Blair thought, scowling deeply.
As Jo passed him, he turned his head towards them, honking his horn. He then placed his hands in his lap, thrusting and bouncing obscenely.
"We should have just ignored him, the creep," Jo replied, her face twisted up in disgust.
The two women continued on down the road, leaving the trucker behind.
Blair glanced at Jo, who was intently focused on keeping her eyes on the road.
Perfect. Everything is going to plan. Jo (at Blair's instance) had put the top up on the car and there were no other drivers on the road. OK, Blair...time to put this plan into action! Blair thought to herself.
Blair then got up from her seat and crawled her way towards Jo. Jo turned her head and stared at Blair suspiciously.
"Um, Blair...what are you doin'?" Jo asked, somewhat nervously.
She then noticed the familiar mischievous glint in Blair's eyes as Blair's hand crept towards the zipper of Jo's jeans. Blair then unzipped them and placed her hand inside Jo's panties.
Jo inhaled deeply and shut her eyes as she felt Blair's hand slip down past her lower abdomen and right between her legs, maintaining eye contact as Jo opened her eyes. Blair then began slowly rubbing her fingers across the outer lips of her crotch.
Jo found herself struggling to concentrate on the road in front of her as she felt Blair's amazing fingers brushing and rubbing the outside and inside of her with Blair watching her intensely as she fingered Jo.
"Gosh, Jo, you're so unbelievably wet," Blair drawled, biting her lip. She then pulled her fingers out and placed her wet fingers into her mouth, slowly sucking each one.
Jo's eyes widened. Is she tryin' to fuckin' kill me? She thought as she squirmed in her seat.
"You taste fantastic, by the way," Blair remarked, winking. She let go of the last finger in her mouth with an enthusiastic pop.
She tried her best not to laugh when she got a look at Jo's flushed face.
"Aw...poor baby," Blair cooed, pouting. "You look so pitiful, Jo. Here, let me put you out of your misery."
Jo gasped suddenly as she felt Blair's warm and wet tongue on her, flicking her clit and greedily lapping up her wetness.
"Ohhhhhhhhh…Blairrrrrr…fucccccccck!" Jo moaned, her head falling back against the headrest. She grabbed a handful of Blair's hair with one hand, forcefully pushing Blair's head to move down further and kept the other hand on the steering wheel, gripping it tightly.
Blair quickly gazed up at Jo, her tongue still on her. This is so hot, she thought as she watched and felt Jo fall completely apart.
Blair gave Jo a cocky grin after Jo's orgasm had completely subsided and she could fully concentrate on driving again.
"Bet Rick never made you feel that good," Blair replied cockily, making a show of licking her lips.
Jo only laughed weakly. "No...can't say that he has," she admitted breathlessly.
Blair gave Jo a satisfied grin as she rested her head on Jo's shoulder.