by Sam Crescent
“I don’t want you to stop doing what you’re doing.”
“Then admit the truth to me. Tell me you want me to fuck you until you can’t think straight. Until you’re so exhausted you pass out on my cock. How you want your fill of what only I can give you.”
“You’re bluffing,” she said. She looked back at him. It was kind of funny as she glared at him.
Her asshole was still rippling around his fingers and her clit swollen against the tips of his fingers. She was soaking wet, and it wouldn’t be long before the sheet beneath her was equally so from her arousal.
“Then why be curious at all?” he asked. “Why even consider fucking me? You’re a stubborn woman, aren’t you? Would you really stop yourself from feeling what I can give you, just to save face right here? There’s nothing for you to save. I don’t give a fuck if you beg me. What happens between us will stay here. No one else will ever know.”
She pressed her lips together.
“Unless you don’t want to.” He was about to pull away from her, but she shook her head.
“No! I want it. I want you. What you said in the car and just, I’m … I’m yours for the taking. All you’ve got to do is tell me what to do,” she said.
He smiled. He couldn’t help it, as he pulled his fingers from her body.
“Get on your knees when I return,” he said. “Not on the bed, on the floor.”
He didn’t wait around to see her.
Going to the bathroom, he didn’t close the door. Washing his hands, he grabbed a towel and got it wet, ready.
Returning to the room, Meghan was naked, on her knees, on the floor. Her hands rested on her thighs. The one with the bandage he’d have to be careful with.
Pulling his shirt off, he removed his pants and kicked off his boots. He still kept one gun close to him at all times.
Once he was sure the room was safe and he could grab a gun at a second’s notice, he stood right in front of her.
“You have to trust me, Meghan. You can’t pull away. You’re giving yourself to me. I won’t hurt you. I will only make you come, and you cannot allow any prudish nature in here. I don’t allow it. When I fuck, I don’t expect to be judged, and I don’t judge you for what you want.”
“Okay,” she said. “Do you need me to call you Sir or Master?”
“No. Believe me, you’re going to be screaming my name by the end of the night.” Wrapping his fingers around his length, he stepped up to her. “First though, I want to see those pretty lips on my cock.” He’d been imagining them for some time and how they would look.
He reached for her as she moved up, crawling a little between them until she touched his thighs. He held his cock to her lips, and she licked the tip with her tongue. He already had a bead of pre-cum, and he watched her swallow it.
Soon he’d fill her mouth with his cum and watch her take it all. Tonight wouldn’t be that night, not with what he wanted to do to her. Time was a precious thing, and being here, now, it was wasted energy when he could be ruining David’s current auction, but he would ruin that in time.
For one night, he wanted this with Meghan.
He wished to rid her from his system once and for all. To prove to himself he wasn’t going soft or changing his stance.
He was willing to die because he had nothing to live for.
Meghan, she was ruining the peace of mind he’d built up, and that, to him, wasn’t acceptable. He had to be the one back in control.
She opened her mouth, and he slid inside.
Gripping the back of her head, he wrapped her hair around his fist, and now he had control of her. Hitting the back of her throat, he held himself there until she was pretty much gagging on his length.
Saliva gathered in her mouth, and he pulled out, only to push back in again. His cock was covered in saliva, and as he pulled out, some dripped onto her chest. He didn’t care. He wanted her to be driven to please him. To want to fuck him. To want to drive him wild with need.
When he knew he wouldn’t be able to last, he pulled out of her mouth, dropped to his knees, and kissed her, hard.
Using her hair, he lifted her up, following his lead as he dropped her to the bed. Letting her go, he stood up and lifted her knees, spreading her wide.
She let out a little moan. He didn’t stop as he looked at her.
“Keep them there,” he said.
Opening the lips of her pussy, he stroked his fingers through her wet slit before going inside her. In and out, he worked her pussy, drawing up to her clit, and stroking her.
He liked to feel her tighten around his fingers as he teased her with his thumb. She was completely his, but he also saw the nervousness in her eyes. They were not finished yet. Nowhere near close.
He would give her a night to remember. Only, he hoped when he was done, she would be willing to walk away, or die for his cause.
As he added a third finger and then a fourth, she flinched a little, and he stroked her clit as he spread her open.
“You know, I could get my whole fist in here,” he said.
She didn’t say anything.
“Don’t worry, I’m only going to put my cock inside you.” He removed his hand, took hold of his cock, and slammed to the hilt inside her. He held her hips, keeping her in place as he pulled out, only to fuck her hard and fast, not giving her the chance to grow accustomed to him.
“Look at us, Meghan. Look at my cock.” He eased out of her until only the tip was there.
Taking her hand, he placed it between her thighs, making her touch herself, feeling her clit, then down to her cunt where he was fucking her, going in and then out.
He pulled out of her, and let her touch them.
“You’re so wet. That is all you. My cum isn’t even inside you yet.” Covering her hand with his, he worked the length, making her touch him, before going back inside, and fucking her. “Taste yourself.”
She put her fingers to her mouth and licked them clean.
“Good girl,” he said.
He wasn’t finished with her yet. He pulled out of her cunt, grabbed her hips, and flipped her over, putting her back on her knees.
Tonight, he would fuck her ass, but first, he was going to finish inside her cunt. He could have sex and come so many times in one night.
Meghan was going to get to know what belonging to him really felt like.
Let her go.
He couldn’t do it.
Men were after her. They were going to kill her. She thought she was street smart, but compared to the men he’d trained, she didn’t know anything.
She was way too innocent.
He had to protect her.
It didn’t mean while she was under his protection, they couldn’t have fun. She was here with him willingly, and she knew there was no chance of this going anywhere.
Finding her pussy, he slid in deep, feeling her clench around him, holding him tightly within her.
He pushed all of his thoughts to one side.
All he had was tonight. All other plans could wait until tomorrow.
Chapter Seven
Meghan rubbed her pussy and watched as Riley fucked her. His long, thick cock made it impossible to ignore him. Not that she wanted to. His focus was on her, completely, and there was no looking away from him.
“That’s it, baby. I want you to come all over my cock. Make my dick nice and wet. I’m going to fill you up with my cum.”
His dirty words only incited her need for him. She was so close to coming, it was almost too much.
He patted her hand away from her pussy, and his fingers finished the task, stroking over her clit, pinching the little button, soothing the pain with the tips of his fingers. She couldn’t contain her orgasm any longer, and as she came, Riley didn’t stand still. He thrust deep within her, making her take all of his cock even as he continued to make her climax.
She’d never been forced to come so hard and for so long in all of her life. She didn’t know how much more she could take before he finally c
aught her wrists, pinned them above her head, and took her so hard, she thought the bed was going to break.
The depth with which he took her was almost too painful, but she needed more, had to have more of him.
The pleasure was so intense, and much to her surprise, she came on his cock. It wasn’t as intense as the orgasm he’d given her, but it was on the same level and it took her breath away. There was no control for it.
“Fuck!” He growled the words against her ear, and with one final thrust, she felt the kick of his cock followed by the waves of cum as he filled her up, doing exactly as he said he would.
He didn’t let go, and he seemed to come for forever, not that she had a problem with that. When he was finished, he didn’t pull out or collapse.
She waited for the snores, which didn’t come.
Riley hadn’t fallen asleep.
His lips licked at her neck, nibbling on the most sensitive part of her flesh near her ear. She closed her eyes, and he rocked just a little bit.
“Do you really think I’m done?” he asked.
His voice sounded so dark and full of … promise.
She shivered with pleasure.
“I don’t know. Are you?”
“I promised you a night to remember, baby. Believe me, I may have come, but I’m ready to go again.”
His cock was still hard, not as big as it had been, but there.
He lifted up, and she stared into his eyes, the ones she found so capturing. “I’m not even close to finishing yet.”
She wasn’t going to stop him.
“I like to watch everything,” he said.
He knelt up, his cock still inside her. He grabbed her knees, pushing them up, and as he eased out of her pussy, he moved her legs up to her chest and she watched him.
“Now that is a pretty sight.”
She looked down, but she didn’t need to see to know what he did. His cum would be leaking out of her.
“Keep your legs there.”
She did as he asked, and his fingers began to push his cum back into her pussy.
Again, she really should tell him she wasn’t on the pill, but why spoil the moment? Neither of them was going to last long. She didn’t see the point in bringing them back down to reality, and besides, the last thing she wanted was to force him to make a decision when it came to her, and the potential of a baby.
She gasped as his cock pushed back inside her and he pulled out.
“I like to see a woman full of a man’s cock. One day I’ll make you watch as I fill your cunt.”
He changed positions so he was the one sitting against the headboard and she was straddling his lap. He held onto her hips and began to lift her, moving her up and down on his length.
“Fuck, yeah, baby.” His gaze was where they were joined, and she stared down. Their combined releases were on his cock, leaking down onto his pelvis. “Remember, leave the prudish bitch at the door. I don’t give a fuck what mess we make. It’s sex. It’s not supposed to be clean or neat. It’s cold, hard fucking at its finest.” He cupped her tits, and she tilted her head back as he licked at each hard nipple.
They were already so sensitive, but as he sucked them a little harder and pinched the tips, they became even more so. It was almost too much to bear, having his mouth on her tits, but she wasn’t about to stop him, wasn’t even close.
His cock began to thicken within her, the pleasure building with each thrust as he took her.
She didn’t want him to stop.
Holding onto his shoulders, she found a pace she could match, but it wasn’t enough for Riley. He took over.
The grip on her hips was so hard it would leave bruises, but they would be the good kind. As he pulled her down onto his cock, he thrust up at the same time. The angle made him go a little deeper still, and she couldn’t help but go along for the ride. He was the one with the control.
“I love seeing your tits bounce. I’m going to have to fuck them. Come all over this pretty chest and face. Will you lick up my cum like a good little girl?”
His dirty talk was driving her wild and making it impossible for her to refuse him.
“Yeah, you would, wouldn’t you? You’d do whatever I asked because I know how to make this body so fucking happy.”
His fingers stroked over her clit, and she would do anything for him. He wouldn’t even have to beg. So long as he made her come and fucked her like this, she would do anything. It was amazing. On the next level of crazy, but it was … more than she could have hoped for.
As she came for the second time, once again screaming his name, Riley joined her. His cock jerked inside her, filling her once again with his cum.
She didn’t know how much more she could take, but there was one thing she did know: she wasn’t going to stop him.
****
Some men passed out after one orgasm and were out for the night. Riley, he’d never been like that. He didn’t know why, but sex once, it always failed to satisfy him. He always figured it was because he’d fuck for a full night, but wouldn’t see much pussy for a couple of weeks, and then, he’d have his fill all in one. Kind of like a binge drinker. Only he had binge sex.
He’d already had Meghan come three times now, and not just little releases either. They had been full-blown orgasms, and he could already see he’d blown her mind.
She hadn’t told him to stop though. He didn’t want to either.
He’d taken her pussy three times, filled her with his cum and then had to wonder if she was on any kind of contraception.
What did make him a little … nervous was that he didn’t give a fuck if she wasn’t. If her body was fertile and already pregnant, he loved it. He was a man and knowing he’d made her pregnant with this one night, or the previous one, it felt like it was meant to fucking be.
Not part of the plan.
He shoved the revenge aside and for now, got back to doing what he did best.
He had her on her knees. The bed was already covered in their combined releases because he didn’t clean shit up. No, he didn’t have time to go and get a cloth and wipe away the evidence of them together.
That would all come in the morning or when they were done. Whichever one they had the energy for.
Spreading the cheeks of her ass, he trailed his fingers through her cream-soaked pussy and coated the puckered hole of her ass.
She let out a groan.
With each passing minute, she was becoming more and more exhausted but still begging for more. He loved the sound of his name coming from her lips; it was worth everything to him.
Pushing a finger in her ass, he began to work her, getting her ready. He was going to take her asshole tonight, and he wanted to see it spread open wide, full of creamy white spunk.
Her muscles tightened, but he pushed back them, working two fingers, stretching her wide.
She whimpered.
“Tell me to stop,” he said.
He would if she really didn’t enjoy it. The one thing he’d never been was a rapist, and holding a woman down as she screamed for help or for him to stop never, ever appealed.
“Don’t stop. Please, I want it,” she said.
He pulled his cock out of her pussy. He was covered in their own lubricant, and as he placed the tip to her ass, he held her in place with a hand on her hip as he guided the head to her asshole.
Inch by inch, he worked his length within her. At first, she was too tight, and he had to stroke her clit to get her to relax and take him in.
She cried out as he finally did push past those tight walls, but he knew how to work her body. He wasn’t going to hurt her, and just as he knew she was capable of, she opened up to take his cock, and he watched.
It was such a pretty sight to see.
He held onto her hips again, and giving her a chance to adjust to a dick in her ass, he stroked her curvy body.
He could more than get used to having her in his bed, waking up every morning to her.
There was not a par
t of her he didn’t enjoy.
Her tits were glorious as he knew they would be. Watching them bounce as he took her hard and fast was perfection in itself. They were more than a generous handful. Not to mention her hips. He loved holding onto them. Some women may hate the extra pounds on their hips, but not Meghan. He knew she had no insecurity about her body, and it only served to turn him on more.
Then of course, he got to her thighs. They were nice, thick, juicy, and boy, did they feel incredible when they were wrapped around his waist and he was fucking her harder.
Her rounded stomach, well, he wanted to see it even bigger and riper.
Pushing those thoughts aside, he told himself he wasn’t here to get her pregnant.
Holding onto her hips, he slowly eased out of her but not all the way. He didn’t want to have to fight to get back inside her. With the head still within her, he pushed forward, rocking the length in only a couple of inches at a time, getting her used to him taking her.
Slowly and surely, her moans began to fill the air, and rather than stay still, she wriggled her ass to get him to take more.
When she was ready, he took her a little harder, feeding his cock to her hungry anus and increasing the thrusts.
She began to play with her pussy, and with each touch of her clit, her ass tightened. He waited for her to come, to find her release, and when she did, he held her tightly and took her harder, feeling his own orgasm start to build.
He slammed in hard and deep and flooded her with his cum, claiming another precious part of her as his.
Kissing her neck, he wasn’t in a rush to move, but he did roll them to their sides so he wasn’t crushing her.
“You’re amazing,” she said. “I don’t want to ever leave you.”
He smiled.
Unfortunately, he still had a job to do.
Chapter Eight
Three days later
Neither of them had spoken about their night.
Meghan sure wasn’t going to bring it up. She hadn’t passed out from exhaustion, but they had slept together and it had been a deep one. She had woken to his cock still in her ass as they’d been in the same position. They’d showered, cleaned the hotel room, and left.