Chapter 2 A moment with the pole dancer

While the young lady kept driving, Henry looked behind to see the cars speedily driving after them. Then he turned to the young lady, trying to speak calmly, even though he needed to speak quickly.

"Um, can I have your wheels?" He indirectly said, hoping she wouldn't object.

"Um, why? Okay, fine." She said slowing down.

"So I'm gonna park at a corner..." She was yet speaking, when Henry cut in, realizing the danger of halting at the critical situation.

"No, no, no,. There's no need for that!" Henry cut in, already adjusting, to move to her seat.

"You'll just have to crawl over to this side." He added, moving to the seat and fastening jis seat belt.

"You might need to put on your seat belt." Henry advised, quickly drifting left, that the tyres almost slipped off the road with a loud screeching sound.

"Holy shit!" The young lady yelled, almost hitting her head on the glass windows, but Henry grabbed her, winking at her.

"The seat belt." He hissed, turning to the wheel, instantly speeding up.

"Oh, yeah, yeah, the seat belt." She fumbled nervously, fastening her seat belt with shivering hands.

Henry ran into a lane, as the cars came closer, shooting at them.

"What the fuck is going on?" The young lady wondered, looking back in fear.

"They want you dead." Henry lied, increasing his speed.

"Holy shit! I fuckin knew it! I saw those crazy looks from them and now, they're fuckin get it hard from me!" The young lady rasped, crawling behind and getting out a pistol, cocking it after she had reloaded the gun with fresh bullets.

"You got a gun?" Henry was puzzled, being a little bit distracted by the shock.

"Yeah. Most pole dancers do here. The fat guys go ahead to engage into deadly deals. During the hot nights, there was always a planned attack against them. I almost lost my life to the last, so I purchased this with few neat cash." She told Henry, crawling back to the front seat.

"Hey, hey, there's no need for that. Come, take the wheel." Henry quickly told her, taking the gun from her. She took the wheel again, crazily speeding up as Henry made to climb to the roof.

"What are you doing?" She yelled, but Henry said nothing, but put on his hood, squatting on the car with a silent snarl.

The cars began shooting him, but he jumped down from the car with sudden pointy teeth and fierce nails and black eyes, climbing up to the first car. He gripped the car and bent it over to the ground, roaring savagely, running as though he had for limbs, as his black coat flew around him.

The second car was releasing bullets at him, but he evaded all, stopping the speeding car and breaking into it, devouring everyone of them, stepping down. He looked at the mirror to had seen the blood stains on his lips, so rinsed it off with the water in the car.

The young lady he had left behind kept scolding the cars that chased after her while she drove, not really savvy of what had happened behind.

"Motherfucker!" She exclaimed, seeing Henry stand before the cars.

She halted and stepped out of her car, carefully looking back to had confirmed who it really was. She drove back to where Henry stood, slowly stepping down. Then, he had cleaned up an there was no trace of blood.

"Wow!" She exclaimed, slowly walking back into the car. Henry entered too, picking the box up and holding it firmly.

"Where do you live?" She asked, as the car's engine silently revved. Henry said nothing, but kept looking through the window.

The young lady blew raspberries and drove to her apartment. They both alighted, as Henry left her and walked into her house. The young lady was confused as she slowly walked into her house, closing the door.

" Who are you?" She asked, dropping her handbag, and sitting on the couch.

"Henry." Henry replied, slowly staring at her pictures on the wall of the room.

"Why are you following me?" She asked as Henry quickly walked up to her kissing her. They both stood in the kiss as he undressed the young lady completely, and pushed her to the wall. He put down his pants made good moments with the young lady while she moaned.

Few minutes on that, she turned to him, kissing his nipples, and put out her tongue, slowly licking his chest, going down to his waste, grabbing his dick. She squatted, pushing it into her wet mouth severally while Henry held her hair, silently moaning too, hitting the wall. He could feel his legs becoming slightly weak to stand as he held the young lady by the jaw taking her to the couch and laid her there.

Henry came, fastening his mouth to her pussy, while the young lady moaned hardly, crossing her legs around Henry's head, while he grabbed her two breasts, slowly pressing them that the young lady was feeling out of the world.

Later on, he slowly crawled up to her, almost kissing her breath out her aching lungs, with his right hand still on her left breast. Then he took his dick, meeting it up with her ass as he pounded heavily on her while she would moan at the deepest move. The moment was the craziest one for the young lady as the turned around on the couch as she sat on his dick, spitting on her hand and rubbing her spittle all around his dick after she had sat up a bit. Then she inserted it back into her pussy, pounding on Henry's laps too with widened eyes.

Afterwards, she fell on him. Henry realized she was weak, buy stood, bending her over the bed such that her ass faced upward, and went in out of her while the young lady was running out of consciousness. Then he stopped and laid on the couch with her, kissing her left breast, with his fingers into her pussy, until he slept off