Code 3: Finding Safety by V.E. Avance

say goodbye to her past and welcome her future, no matter what the future is.  Today, she will start the processes to dissolve her marriage to Mark Dickson and become Leanna Brixton once again; a last name she never thought she would have again.
    “Are you ready, hon?”  James places his hand on the small of her back.
    She looks up at him and flashes a smile.  “As ready as I’ll ever be.”  She takes a deep breath and walks into the courthouse.
    ***
    After a day at the courthouse, James and Leanna head to the Double Deuce Bar and Grill to celebrate her first step in placing her mistakes in the past.  James has Leanna twirling on the dance floor while sneaking kisses on her neck when he can.  They’re both smiling and laughing that neither one notice the man in the corner of the bar eyeballing them.  He takes a long drag from his cigarette while slanting his eyes at the happy couple. 
    Mark finds his anger growing stronger and deeper than he’s ever felt it before.  Leanna hits nerves within him that he didn’t even know existed.  He worked his ass off for her and took her in as his wife when her parents died.  He worked twelve hour days to keep a roof over her head and food in her belly.  All he asked from her was a hot meal on the table when he got home and a clean house.  She didn’t have to do anything but those two things but no, that wasn’t good enough for her. 
    He crushes the cigarette in the ashtray and downs the whiskey before him.  He swipes his mouth of the drops of amber colored drink.  He rises from his seat and makes his way out of the bar—never taking his eyes off of Leanna.  It won’t be long now and you’ll be mine again.  And this time, I’ll never let you out of my sight.
    ***
    James helps Leanna across the threshold.  She’s drunk—to the point she can barely stand on her own two feet.  A piece of her hair falls in her face and she blows it away only for it to fall back in the same place.  She puckers her lips out as she crosses her eyes and stares at her nose, looking at the piece of hair hanging over her face.  James stifles a laugh. 
    “Come on, honey.  Let’s get you to bed,” he motions her toward the stairs.
    “I don’t wanna go to sleep,” she stomps down her right foot before swaying from side to side.
    James’ eyebrows rise as a devilish grin spreads across his face.  “Oh, I didn’t say we were going to sleep,” he wiggles his eyebrows before swooping her off her feet and over his shoulder.
    Leanna squeals all the way up the stairs and into the bedroom.  James lays her down with a gentle thud and holds himself above her with his forearms.  “God, you’re gorgeous,” he whispers as he pushes back her hair from her face.  “I can’t believe you landed in my lap. I don’t know what the hell I did to deserve you but I’d do it a million times over to keep you.”
    His lips gently touch hers as she relaxes on the bed.  He brings his knee up between her legs and parts them.  A deep, sultry moan escapes her mouth as he leans down and nips at her neck.  His hands begin to push up her white, silk blouse and matching bra.  Her plump breasts bounce out of their containment and James’ eyes dance with excitement.
    Her luscious curves and writhing body make his cock hard against his denim jeans.  A groan escapes him as his mouth latches onto one of her perky nipples.  She arches her back and James makes quick work of removing her pants.
    Her panties are damp and the smell, the sweetness, makes his cock throb with pain.  His pants are off and in a crumpled heap on the floor within a heartbeat.  He groans as he sinks himself, balls deep, into her.  “My God,” he pants.  “You feel so good.  You’re so tight and wet.”
    Leanna arches herself off the bed with each movement.  James knows that this escapade is going to be a quick one.  She bites her bottom lip and leans her head back as her body begins to convulse.  Three more pumps