It Began When Her Car Stopped

A/N: Thank you to all who have and who will review! You really are why this chapter exists. Here you'll find a bit of back story for Lana and Jas with what I hope to be an enjoyable pay off.


Chapter 2:


"You stayed," Lana said softly as she awoke to Jas waking beside her the next morning.

"So did you," he stated just as softly.

"What now?"

He sighed slightly as he sat up and said, "I need to get back on the road."

This time it was Lana's turn to sigh, unable to conceal her disappointment as she sat up herself and unnecessarily held the sheet to her otherwise nude form.

Pulling his jeans back on, he added, "And should a certain brunette be willing, I wouldn't mind the company." He then turned to her and waited for her reply.

"You'd really want a pampered princess for your road companion?" she asked. It wasn't how she saw herself, but often how others saw her, even if only because of how she dressed and carried herself.

"Think of me as the misunderstood prince wanting to break you out of your glass coffin," he answered.

Lana laughed slightly and said, "All right. So, what am I looking at? A road trip, or what?"

"Fair enough," he said as he tugged his black t-shirt back on. "Recently these guys have really been after me and I really need to get away from here. I don't quite know where to, but I know I want you with me."

"Wow," she stated before she began to laugh in disbelief.

"Why is that funny?" he asked, though he couldn't help but laugh himself as he put his dark waves into a ponytail.

"Because I want to go with you," she told him. "I don't know what happened last night when I walked into that bar, but I don't want to go back to what I used to know. It's not worth going back to."

"You'd be willing to leave your pampered life behind for me?" he asked skeptically.

"Don't flatter yourself that much," she told him as she moved to get dressed herself. "Friends, none. Money, that's a joke. Job, couldn't stand it anyway. Car, totaled and I doubt I could get another currently. So right now you're offering me more than I'd be going back to."

"What about your family?"

"Who?"

"I see. So we're not so different after all."

"Guess not."

"I'm ready when you are," he said as he pulled his leather jacket back on.

"What about your stuff?" she asked once she pulled her satin shirt back on, the final article of clothing as it had been the first of hers to drop.

"It's not mine," he said. "I told you, that gang's leader and I got into it one night. This was his room."

"Ah," she said. "And yours would be?"

"Waiting for us elsewhere," he said.

"Then what are we waiting for?" she asked. "Let's go."

Jas smiled and nodded as they made their way to the door, Jas even holding it for her.


"Where would Jas go?" the gang's new leader's lead henchman, Mason, asked from just a few miles away from the motel.

"The question is not where would he go," his leader Swain said. "It's where would he take his new princess. After all, it seems he wants to protect her. Why else would he run from a fight for the first time?"

"Nice of him to give us such an advantage," Mason commented.

"Isn't it?" Swain asked. "He took something of ours. Something of mine. It's only fair that we take his new toy from him, I think."

"You thought of your brother Ed as a toy?" Mason asked.

"No, you sniveling moron," he told him angrily. "The girl however could be nothing more to him. Dead men can't love and soon that is what he will be. But not before he watches her life spill away, knowing it's his fault."


Once Jas and Lana had gotten breakfast it was onto the highway. And it was not long before Jas felt slender hands moving steadily up his torso until Lana rested them at his shoulders, her head resting almost against his neck.

The majority of their day was spent just like this and neither had any complaints. Though Lana couldn't help but want to bring her hands up under his shirt for their skin to be touching again. And it took almost all the strength she had to not bring her lips to his neck.

Being so close, it was such a temptation, but she managed to fight it as she didn't want to distract him from driving. It was the only excuse that could stop her.

But what she couldn't know was Jas wanted her to. And each time traffic had them stop and they got a chance to talk a bit more, he had to fight the urge to turn and kiss her again. As well as pulling her arms more tightly around him.

It had been a long time since he had been on the road with anyone else and never had he been with anyone like her. And because of that he wasn't ready to let her go just yet. And he was soon wondering if he ever would be, or even could be.

He knew the danger he was putting her in by taking her with him and he hated himself for it. But at the same time he knew he couldn't take her leaving him so soon. And he could tell she was less than willing to leave herself. At least if her current proximity to him was any indication.

Finally night fell and they pulled off to a secluded bar for dinner.

"How are you enjoying the trip so far?" Jas asked with a partial smile when they sat down in a booth.

"I'm enjoying the scenery," she said with a laugh.

"So am I," he said as he looked to her.

"How many more days do you think this will take?" she asked.

"Just two more, hopefully," he told her. "But I'm a little curious to know a bit more about you."

"Yeah?" she asked, a little surprised that he would be interested.

"Yeah," he said, surprised in return at her surprise. He knew he liked her and that he wanted her and that at least part of him already didn't want to be without her again. But at the same time he couldn't help but want to know just who had her arms around him, who he was about to be sharing another bed with and who he had just been inside and was longing to be inside of again. "How did you come to ask 'Who?' when it comes to your family?

"I got tired of being treated like a child when I haven't really been one since I was eleven," she answered truthfully. "And I was tired of having to thwart molestation and rape attempts almost every week. Trust me, it's tiring when it goes on for a certain number of years."

He sighed at that, an anger building within him at the thought someone would do that to her, suddenly wanting to put his fighting skills to use once again. "That explains why you didn't trust me at first," he said, trying to remain calm for her. "I'm sorry," he added as he toyed with one of his sharp-edged rings.

"It's not your fault," she told him with a thankful smile. "How about you?"

"No one really cared that I was there. Truthfully, I don't think they even knew I was there. And you could say I had to grow up fast, too. When I was a teenager the local gym became like a second home to me and in looking for friends I fell into the wrong crowd. One thing led to another and for the first time I don't regret it." Looking her black and white work clothes over again, he asked, "What did you do before now?"

"I was a glorified office maid. The job wasn't worth the pay anyway," she answered. "You?"

"Odd jobs mostly, but I've spent the most of my time as a mechanic," he answered.

"Good to know," she said with a smile, unable to think of anyone better to be on the road with. "The guys from last night, what are the odds they'll find you?"

"Better than I'd like to admit," he told her. "But somehow they're the last thing on my mind," he added as his brown orbs met hers once again.

"I know what you mean," she said as she kept the gaze. "Being here, it's like there nowhere else. No one else either."

Jas only smiled in agreement.

After that the rest of their meal and conversation was a blur. Right up until they made their way into their next motel room what couldn't have been more than an hour later.

Almost as soon as the door closed behind them, their lips met again. This time Jas' claiming hers. But this time their shared kisses weren't the fierce, ravenous kisses from the night before. At least not yet.

Slowly moving back to the bed behind them, Jas shrugged his leather jacket off and moved his strong hands to Lana's body. His fingers moving upwards beneath her satin shirt and over her white undershirt before resting his hands at her ribs just beneath her still clothed breasts.

Lana wanted his skin against hers, but for now their increasingly deepening kiss was enough as she put her palms flat to his back, pulling herself closer to him.

Their tongues slowly began to take in each contour of the others' mouth, soon beginning to duel as they moved even closer to one another. His tongue wrapping around hers as hers fought to do the same to his.

Lana's hands soon moved to Jas' front and did what she wished Jas' would do as they ran under the clinging black material, moving slowly up and down his firm torso. Her fingertips were soon circling his small, flat and rosy discs as his own small nipples instantly began to strain.

Jas smiled to himself as much as he could while keeping his lips as pressed to hers as possible when he got her not-so-subtle hint. Moving his hands low again, feeling Lana sigh appreciatively into his mouth when she felt the warmth of his palms meet the warmth of her bare stomach. He could feel the unmistakable twitch in his jeans and he wondered how long it would be before she noticed.

Lana's sigh was soon followed by a moan while Jas' hands were moving steadily upwards as hers were moving down towards his jeans.

Over the thick material of her bra, Jas let his fingertips tease her swells and already stiffening small buds, Lana leaning into him more at each touch and gentle squeeze.

Despite the sensations beginning to overwhelm her as they kept their heated kiss, she still kept her hands at his jeans, her right soon teasing him through the thick denim while her left began to unfasten his belt.

This time Jas let a sigh pass his lips and pass Lana's as he continued to harden beneath her slender hand, his mouth still pressed to hers.

Lana's teasing didn't last long though as she took her hand back and wrapped her arms around his neck. Moving closer to him, she was letting her heated and moistening, though still clothed, core rub modestly against his still hardening denim imprisoned bulge.

Their kiss was soon intensifying to where it would have been last night had their needs not been so great. The tongues were dueling more as Jas took his hands back and coiled his strong arms around her, holding her to him.

Lana smiled as much as she could again as she could almost feel herself melting into his arms as her frame fit so perfectly against his. She was tightening her grip around him slightly as she enjoyed the notion of being the reason his cock seemed ready to spring through his jeans.

Jas began to move back to the bed again, lifting Lana slightly so as not to break their kiss just yet. It was becoming increasingly more obvious it would last until neither of them could breathe!

He lowered Lana back to the floor and finally took a seat at the side of the bed and she knelt in front of him, both hands now teasing his bulge again before moving to his shirt.

This time Jas didn't wait for Lana to take it from him as she stood again. Panting slightly as he began to get his breath back once having broken their kiss, he lifted it himself and threw it over the other side of the bed behind him. Soon doing the same with Lana's, her tank top and bra next again before surrounding her left globe with his hot mouth, his hands holding her in place at her ribs.

He had wanted to taste them since the night before and now that his chance was here, he wasn't about to pass it up.

Lana moaned at the sensations and again, when he lowered his left hand to cup her hot sex, feeling some of her wetness emerging through the thin fabric. To help steady herself, she could only put her hands to his broad chest, her palms moving slowly down his pectorals, his own small nubbins still hard beneath her touch.

In as much reply as he could manage, Jas made quick work of her pants, her swell's rosy point never slipping from his mouth as he pulled the thin material from her or as she kicked them off.

Lana's hands kept their attention as his incredible chest and the waft of hot breath that hit her moistened areola when Jas sighed again sent a shiver down her spine. Knowing she already needed more, Lana lowered Jas to the bed and moved atop him once he had lifted his legs and laid down completely.

Jas only smiled in reply as he watched her move. He knew there wasn't much he could say as his breathing grew heavier and the last thing he wanted was for her to stop. Though he did manage to say, "I've missed this."

Feeling how hard he was, Lana quickly unbuckled his belt completely and rid him of his jeans before she replied with a slight laugh through her own panting, "It's only been a day."

"And?" he asked with his own slight laugh. What he wasn't telling her was that though it had only been almost twenty-four hours since the last time they had been together like this, it was only the second time he had ever been with someone like her. Never before had he cared so much about his lover's pleasure, nor had he ever felt such a need to have a specific woman with him.

She gave him another smile before she lowered her mouth to his neck. Then, to the center divide of his chest before having them meet the center crease separating his washboard abs. The cool air hitting the moistened trail down his torso began to fill him with another fire and his desire for her was continuing to build.

Lana was having her own similar thoughts as she continued to move her lips and tongue down his increasingly feverish form. Almost from the moment she saw him she had known that she had to have him, though she knew she may never know why. But now, why was mattering less and less to her.

She continued to move lower almost painfully slowly for Jas as a groan escaped his throat and his eyes closed to concentrate completely on her currently controlled movements.

Finally her agile tongue met his very erect cock and he moaned again as it moved down his hard dick's long length using slow, elongated strokes. His hips began to writhe beneath her as she teased his glans. Her amazing tongue was taking in each inch, teasing him, intensifying each sensation and now his cock was beginning to truly throb in anticipation.

More blissful groans emerged from him as she swirled her tongue slowly around his increasingly reddening crown, playfully licking at his yea-close to oozing slit before sucking hard at his soft cap. At feeling his hips shift again, she raised a slender hand to his hot rod, stroking him tightly, but slowly and lowered her mouth to his increasingly tightening balls.

Lana could feel her own arousal quickly building, her wetness emerging to the very tops of her inner thighs at each of his lustful groans. And though she already wanted to feel him inside her again, she knew her body wasn't quite as ready yet. But still that didn't stop her from wrapping her soft, slightly pouted lips tightly around his rigid prick, sliding them up and down on it again and again, increasing her suction with each stroke while her right hand concentrated its attention at his needful sac.

Sharp, blissful shivers were running down both of their spines and Jas began to lose himself in the indescribable sensations flowing through him. His rumblings now were far from making sense and it only drove Lana closer herself.

But a slight shift in her weight seconds later caused his eyes to open and when he saw the cause, he knew he had to stop her.

Lana's left hand had, almost unknowingly for her, traveled down between her parted thighs, circling her hard swell as working Jas up had caused her body to want to push its edge closer.

"Oh, no you don't," his husky voice told her with a smile as he carefully moved out from under her, soon moving slowly atop her, claiming her lips in another intense kiss. The kiss didn't last long though as he moved his mouth down her slim frame, wasting no time in bringing his own skilled tongue to her vacant slit, eagerly lapping her spilling hot juices before stroking her inner walls as deeply as his tongue could reach.

Now Lana was moaning almost just as her lover had been, her breathing increasing quickly as each flick and stroke of his tongue made her heart pound faster and brought her edge closer. Too much so for her to respond with anything but a moan or gasp.

Her nails were digging into the bedspread beneath her and her body was now the one writing in searing delight while his hands were running up and down her lightly cream coated inner thighs.

Another minute later he brought his tongue to her pebble hard clit and it was almost too much for her. If he kept his concentration there she would have no way of hanging on! With that in mind, it was her turn to move out from under him and in his surprise, easily sent him back to the mattress, bringing her body back above his with a seductive smile.

It was easy now to see the same lust, need and desire reflected in his eyes that were burning in hers and it thrilled them both as they knew what could only follow.

"I need you inside me," she breathed as she invitingly spread her thighs, opening herself to him, her still juicing folds against his throbbing solid shaft.

"Well, if it's what you need," he replied just before giving her the smile that convinced her she would surely melt into a lustful puddle as he took his burning erection into his fist and began to push himself passed her pouted, wet lips and into her welcoming velvety recesses.

They both gasped and sighed pleasurably as the sensations began to overwhelm them. He was filling her just as he had the night before and she was grasping him just as tightly. But tonight they knew there was a chance they would be able to hold on a bit longer and were willing to fight to do so.

With Lana's hips in his strong hands, Jas helped to steady her as she bounced above him, elongating her strokes with each.

Their moans and groans were amplifying again and they could feel the heat returning between them. There was sure to be another wildfire coursing through their veins and the spark had just officially been ignited.

Lana soon began to realize that in order to truly speed their pace she needed to obtain more balance. Looking ahead, she put her hands at the thick wooden headboard and managed just what they had both hoped.

Gyrating her hips no more than an inch above Jas' currently, it was much easier for her to feel him moving within her, his stalk now hitting each of her most arousing points. And even if it was only in her mind, she could swear he was hitting the very back of her inner depths with each of his hard thrusts upwards into her.

But though Lana sensed she was getting all of him in each time she brought herself back down against him, she wanted to know he was completely inside. She tightened her grip at the headboard and brought her slim legs as far out to either side as she could, now able to grind her burning clit against his pelvis each time she came back down, their dark curls meshing each time as well.

They both groaned and gasped blissfully at the shared sensations, unable to really do much else as their wants, needs and passions began to consume them.

Jas moved his hands to her lower rounds and tightened his grip while continuing to keep her steady as her muscles tightened again, still threatening to send them over the edge with each quickened stroke his lover made and each thrust that came from his lower half.

Lana could feel the jolts of electricity running through her each time her swell rubbed against him and though her lower half felt as if it was bordering on being set aflame from their increasing friction, she refused to slow down, knowing she wasn't the only one just about to be hovering on the edge of a monster orgasm.

"Ohhh," Jas groaned once more as Lana lowered her hips once again. "Were you . . . a . . . gymnast?" he managed to ask through his labored breaths.

"Not . . . exactly, all this . . . is . . . self-taught," she told him through her heavy breathing and gasps as her lower half rose and fell against his again, her clit still grinding against him each time.

"Then . . . you're . . . one hell of . . . a teacher," he replied as his grip increased slightly again as he felt hers do the same inside. She was practically squeezing his full load from him and he never wanted her to have to stop!

"Yeah?" she asked through a gasp.

"Ummm uh huh," he answered, far too aroused and far too close to say anything else.

Now it was Lana holding something back from him. What she wasn't saying, what she couldn't say right then, was that he was the first she had ever done this with. The first she had even tried this with and she had never counted on it feeling so nearly blindingly incredible.

It wasn't that she had been a gymnast or any form of instructor. She had just begun strengthening her lower half during her nearly daily workouts at home a matter of months ago and now it seemed to be paying off better than she had ever imaged.

Their moans began growing louder again, barely drowning out the sounds of their slapping of their pulsating sexes as Lana picked up her pace and shortened her strokes as Jas was continuing to cup her bottom in his strong hands as she met him at each thrust.

He was lowering her back down each time she seemed to lift high enough for him to slip out and her muscles only clung to him more each time each time she raised herself again and again.

Just a few nearly frantic thrusts and bounces more and Lana's walls were beginning to flutter around Jas' steel-hard tool as she felt herself began to tighten in his grip.

But before Lana could truly reach her edge, Jas took in a sharp breath and called out in his own ecstasy, bathing her depths with the hot stream that shot from him, his full load emptying into her as he shuddered repeatedly beneath her.

His intense throbs and shudders with the addition of his wet heat firing into her almost without warning sent shudders tearing through her petite frame again, her hot juices now coating him in return. Lana's only way to voice her searing rapture was to call out just as she had the night before, her gasps becoming loud moans before becoming an ecstatic scream as his cock still throbbed happily within her.

Lana collapsed weakly against her lover's broad, sweat dampened chest briefly as she tried to regain some of her breath and strength before moving slightly again to ride out the rest of their slightly fading tremors. Her palms were now running over his chest, taking in each taught muscle beneath his smooth skin.

"You're incredible," he breathed once their bodies had truly began to calm, enjoying how she fit so perfectly above him and the cooling effect her hands were having on him.

"You're not so bad yourself," she replied with a sated smile just before she leaned down to kiss him tenderly once again before moving to roll over to the other side.

Only there wasn't another side to her right for her to roll over onto. And as Jas reached out to catch her, they both hit the floor as they fell the two and a half feet out of the bed.

"Ow," they said softly in unison as they landed. Neither hurt and both thankful it hadn't been that far of a fall. And neither could really help but laugh and coo slightly as they could hardly care about this given all that had just been feeling and could still partially feel.

"Maybe this is where we should've started out," Lana said with a laugh.

"It definitely has its appeal," Jas said with his own laugh as he held her to him, wanting to move in for another kiss.

"We don't have to go back up there so soon, do we?" she asked as she glanced over to the bed, it seeming so high and so far now though they were right beside it.

"Nah," he told her. "I like this. But just one thing though," he said as he reached his right arm back and pulled down the bedspread, moving it just behind Lana. "Care to join me?" he asked as he moved around her and laid down on it.

Following his lead, Lana reached up and lowered the bed's top sheet as she moved onto the bedspread beside him, covering their still slightly sweat dampened forms before returning her lips softly to his again, Jas immediately returning the tender kiss.

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A/N: All right, that's it for chapter two. Let me know if you liked, hated it and or want to see more.