THICK

by Riley, Alexa

I knew I was too goddamn big for her and I should have been easy. But desire got the better of me and I couldn’t stop myself. I keep kissing her and then suck on her nipples until I feel her pussy relax. My cock isn’t even halfway inside her and already she’s full.

  I lean back and look down at where we’re joined and slowly move in and out. I don’t dare go any further, but just keep giving her the same few inches over and over.

  Reaching down between us, I wrap my hand around the rest of my cock that won’t fit inside her and start rubbing. I squeeze it tight, but it’s nothing compared to how tight her pussy is.

  With one hand I jack off and with the other I keep rubbing her pussy.

  “Can I feel you cum?” she asks, and her pussy squeezes me.

  “I don’t think that’s safe,” I say as my hand speeds up. “We’re already being reckless.”

  My mouth says one thing but my body is speaking an entirely different language as my cock swells and cum begins to drip inside of her.

  “Just this once,” she whispers, looking up at me and biting her bottom lip.

  Her fingers join mine and she helps me jack my cock until my balls are tight and I’m forced to cum.

  “Fuck,” I grunt when her pussy tightens and I have no choice.

  As soon as the first squirt of cum enters her body, she cries out and arches her back off the couch.

  “I can feel it,” she moans as she works her hips lower on my cock and she cums with me.

  I have to grab the edge of the couch and plant my knees to keep from passing out on top of her as wave after wave of cum leaves my body.

  It’s so fucking intense that I can hardly breathe, and just when I think she’s gotten what she wants, she climbs up my body and hangs on to me.

  “More,” she says softly in my ear, and I close my eyes.

  “Anything you want,” I say as my cock slips deeper inside her.

  Chapter Nine

  Teeny

  I sit up in the center of a huge bed and my dark hair falls around me. I push it out of my face the best I can when I don’t feel my hair tie on my wrist.

  A small shaft of light spills in from the cracked bathroom door and I can see I’m surrounded by big fluffy white pillows. If I didn’t know better I’d think I was on a cloud, but the ache between my legs reminds me of what happened last night.

  I glance over to the window and light peeks from the bottom of the curtains, letting me know it’s the next day. How long have I slept? The last thing I remember was being on the sofa with Bull, but I don’t know how I got from there into here. Obviously, Bull moved me, but I don’t remember at what point he carried me in here.

  I flop back on the bed and stare up at the ceiling. I bite my lip and smile because last night was wonderful. Bull fed me until I could barely move. My mom is an amazing cook, but he has her beat, not that I’d ever tell her that.

  When we cuddled up on the sofa I fought to keep my eyes open, thinking if I fell asleep he might say something like it’s time to go to bed. I didn't want to go to bed because I was enjoying being pressed into his warm body. All too soon, though, sleep won and I passed out next to him.

  When I woke up in the middle of the night with him wrapped around me, it was the sweetest sensation I’d ever felt. Then need swirled inside of me and I wanted his touch him everywhere. My whole body throbbed and I tried to go into the bathroom and take care of it myself because I didn’t want to wake him. He was sleeping so peacefully.

  When I touched myself it wasn’t like when Bull kissed me between my legs. I stripped off my clothes, put his shirt on, and planned to crawl back on the sofa with him. I wanted to try and slowly wake him up, but he did it on his own when he saw me coming back from the bathroom. Thinking about last night has my nipples tightening. I’m still wet between my legs and I want him again.

  “Bull,” I call out but don’t hear anything.

  Sitting up again, I crawl across the bed and slowly stand. My muscles are a little sore and my sex throbs. I’m not sure if it’s because of what we did or the need I have to do it all over again.

  “Bull?” I call out again but still don’t hear him.

  I rub my eyes as I walk into his bathroom and I pause when I see myself. I stare into the giant mirror and notice my lips are swollen and my boobs look bigger. There are a few small love bites on my breasts, and as I look myself over, I actually feel like a woman.

  Now I need to find my man. I don’t see Bull taking off without good reason or without telling me. Maybe he had to run and get something? Since I asked him to kiss me he’s been practically pressed against me. It only intensified when I agreed with him that maybe I did need someone looking out for me. We said it in a teasing moment but deep down it felt real.

  I’d been excited to start a new life without my mom and dad hovering over me, but I don’t know why I thought I had to do it by myself. I don't want to if I can have Bull. When he dotes on me and takes care of me it feels different. I want to do the same to him. We’re opposites that offset the other, but I know we’re made for each other. We might look funny standing next to each other, but we work.

  I find one of his shirts and slip it on over my head, then I walk through the apartment and check every room. Without him here this place feels way too big and I don’t like it. I worry my lip between my teeth when I don’t find him and wonder where he could’ve gone. I don’t even have his phone number and I don’t even have my phone with me. I left it at my place and I pray my mom hasn’t tried to call.

  I decide to pop next door and grab it really quick but stop. It feels weird to leave his place and come back if he’s not here. I should go home and wait for him to get back. For all I know I freaked him out after I pushed him last night. I practically begged him to cum inside of me. My thighs clench together and I can still feel his release between my legs. How many times had he come inside me? At one point I wasn’t sure if he ever stopped coming.

  I still don’t know if he ever got his cock all the way inside of me. I wasn’t sure if we could fit together at all but after last night, I know it’s perfect. I might not have taken him all the way inside of me last night, but we’ll get there eventually. But even if we don't it’s enough for me.

  What if it isn't enough for him?

  The single thought steals the air from my lungs. That can’t be right. I push that thought from my head, unwilling to believe it. I know he enjoyed last night as much as I did. I glance around the room, seeing my things here and there, and I grab my shorts and pull then back on but they are pointless with how big Bull’s shirt is on me. I look around for my panties, but don’t see them anywhere.

  “Oh!” I’m so excited when I find a note sitting on the table with my name on it.

  Teeny,

  Had to run out and do something. Stay put. I’ll be back soon.

  PS. Don’t forget to eat.

  Sitting next to the note is a giant chocolate muffin. I pick it up and take a bite out of it and moan at the taste. He’s so freaking sweet. I wonder where he had to run off to.

  I polish off the muffin that makes me thirsty and when I turn I get a glass I see a white step stool up against one of the cabinets. I smile so big it almost hurts my face. He got me a step stool so I could reach stuff. When did he do that? I use it to get a glass then pour myself some milk. When I glance at the clock on the stove I know I need to go grab my phone really quick. I can get it and maybe my laptop. If I have both of those things I won’t have a reason to leave again unless he hints for me to, but I really don’t think he will. Bull seems to enjoy having me around as much as I enjoy being around him.

  I open the front door and freeze when I see a woman standing there. She’s in a very polished suit and her blonde hair is pulled into a high, tight ponytail. She leans back, looking at the number of the apartment on the door then back at me.

  “This is where Bull Davis lives, right?” She raises a perfect eyebrow at me.

  “Yeah.” I shift on my feet, remembe
ring what I’ve got on right now as she looks me up and down.

  “How old are you?” she asks, narrowing her eyes. It’s like she’s a teacher and I’ve been caught in the hallway without a pass.

  “Is there something I can help you with? Bull’s not here right now.”

  “You’re the girl that was with Bull at the grocery store when he assaulted that man.” She smiles and is weirdly happy about recognizing me.

  I’d forgotten about that, but Bull didn't assault anyone, that guy had it coming. All the hairs on my body stand up and I’m suspicious of why she’s asking.

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I step out into the hall and the door closes behind me. Crap. I reach for the handle a second before it closes, but it’s too late. It’s locked. I have my small purse in my hand and I start digging through it for my own keys.

  “Yesterday at Corner Mart you were with millionaire Bull Davis.”

  I stop what I’m doing and look up at her. Did she refer to Bull as a millionaire? I brush it off and go back to looking for my keys while she keeps on talking. I’m not paying her any attention at this point because I’m mad I locked myself out of Bull’s place. Now I’ll have to stalk my peephole all day.

  “Got it!” I yip when my fingers wrap around the key to my place. I don’t hesitate as I put it in the lock and open my door. I go inside and quickly close it right in the woman’s face before locking it again. She bangs on the door and yells all kinds of crazy things.

  My stomach turns to knots. What the heck is going on? I swear every time something wonderful happens in my life there's always an accident that quickly follows. All I know right now is I need Bull more than anything.

  Chapter Ten

  Bull

  My phone rings and I glance down at the screen to see it’s the maintenance man Jerry calling me. He usually only calls to schedule something, but Teeny is back in my apartment, so I worry it’s an emergency.

  “Hello,” I say as I step away from the salesperson.

  “There’s a problem outside your apartment,” he says without preamble.

  “Where’s Teeny?” I grip the phone tighter as panic rises inside me.

  “She’s in her apartment as far as I can tell, but you need to get here and handle this other woman. She says she’s here to see you, but she’s on your floor causing a disturbance, and if she doesn’t stop soon I’m calling the cops.”

  “I’ll be right there.” Before I can hang up he’s still griping and complaining.

  “There was never a problem in this building before that girl moved in across the hall from you.”

  “Watch yourself,” I bark into the phone and I can hear shouting on the other end of the line.

  “If she keeps bringing drama around here, she won’t be living here much longer!” I hear Jerry shout, and if he’s close to Teeny’s door I’m sure she hears it, too.

  “Fuck.” I hang up the phone and go back to the counter. “Are we done here?” I ask the sales clerk, who nods quickly at me.

  “Yes, Mr. Davis, all the paperwork is being emailed to you,” she says as she hands me my credit card.

  “Good,” I say and then mutter a thank you as I grab my stuff and rush out of the door.

  I didn’t think I would be gone that long, but I wanted it all to be perfect. Thankfully I’m not far from my place as I run as fast as my big body will let me.

  By the time I get back, only minutes have passed and I can still hear shouting in the stairwell as I rush up to our floor. When I push open the door I see a woman and Jerry bickering in the hallway loud enough for people below us to hear.

  “What the hell is going on?” I shout, trying to catch my breath.

  They both talk over each other and it gets louder again, but behind them I see Teeny’s door open just an inch to peek out. I want to rush to her and tell her it’s all okay, but I want to get these people out of here first.

  “Shut up!” I yell, and they both stop talking. “You,” I say and point to the woman. “Talk.”

  “I’m Regina Clark and I’ve been hired by Gregory Point to represent him in a lawsuit.”

  “Who?” I say, my eyebrows pulling together.

  “The man you assaulted outside Corner Mart. He’s hired me as his attorney and he’s seeking damages.” She looks to Jerry beside her and makes an annoying face. “Unless we can speak privately and work out an arrangement.”

  “I don’t know what kind of drama you’ve got going on, Bull, but the second that little girl showed up I’ve got lawyers in my building.” He scowls at Regina and then at me. “I won’t put up with this.”

  “Jerry, go call the cops,” I say, and his eyes widen in surprises.

  “Right now?” he asks, and now I can see his blustering was all for show.

  “Yes. I want her removed from the building, too.” He nods and starts to step away, but I snatch him by the upper arm and lean in close so only he can hear me. “Then I want you to pull my paperwork along with Teeny’s because we’re out of here.”

  “You…you can’t just do that,” he says as his face reddens.

  “Watch me.” I smile at him before I release his arm and he gives me one last look before he stomps off.

  “Call the cops if you want, but I have every right to be here,” Regina says, crossing her arms.

  “Mrs. Clark,” I say as I reach in my wallet and pull out a card. “Anything you have to say can be directed to my attorney. And if you don’t get the fuck off my floor I’ll remove you myself.”

  She jerks the card out of my hand and scowls at me just like Jerry did. Apparently I’m fucking up both their days.

  “You’ll be hearing from me very soon,” she threatens as she walks past me and onto the elevator.

  I don’t have a care in the world about her or if her shithead client wants to sue me. I’ve been threatened thousands of times because of my job and my bank account. When you work in security, people get their feelings hurt when they get busted doing something they weren’t supposed to. And when those people find out you’ve got a little money it’s worse.

  There are video cameras mounted outside the Corner Mart and cameras outside our building which would pick up most of our journey there and back. It would show the truth, and I’ll let my lawyer handle it. But if they’ve caused Teeny any harm or emotional stress I’ll rake them across the coals.

  When I hear the elevator door close and I know I’m alone I go to her door. Before I can reach it, Teeny flings it open and is rushing out to jump in my arms.

  “Bull, what’s going to happen? Why were they here? What did that woman say? They can’t take you to jail, can they?”

  She peppers me with questions as she kisses my face and my hands go to her ass.

  “It’s okay, sweets. Calm down,” I soothe as I squeeze her and rub her against my cock. It calms me down just as much as her, and after a few quick rubs and she’s purring in my arms.

  “I got so scared,” she says as her lips finds mine.

  I taste her tongue and I growl as I back her up into her apartment. I kick the door closed behind us before I push her against it and reach between us. I’m fucking dying for her again already and I hope she’s not too sore. When my cock is free I tug her little shorts to the side and sink into her juicy heat. She’s soaked for it and I groan as I thrust in and out a few inches, careful not to give her too much.

  “Fuck, I needed this,” I say, holding her against the door and jacking my cock inside of her. “Hold still, sweets,” I say when she starts to wiggle farther down on me. “I’m just going to get off real quick.”

  I move faster and faster as I use her pussy to slick my cock and get off. It only takes a few seconds before my hot cum is swelling in my balls and shooting up into her.

  “Shit, that’s it,” I grunt when I feel my cum cream the inside of her little pussy and I have to catch my breath.

  I close my eyes and bury my face in her neck, slowing down. Her pussy is still wigglin
g on me and I reach up to pet her clit. It’s hard and she’s whining like she’s just as needy as me.

  “Shhh. I’ll take care of you.” I slowly lower her feet to the ground and then kneel in front of her.

  My cum is already starting to drip out of her pussy, but I don’t care. I use my thumbs to spread her lips and I lean forward to lick it. My girl loves to have her pussy eaten more than anything in the world. I know she likes having my cock in her, but she always wants my mouth even after she’s had my cock. I’m all too eager to give it to her and then some.

  My tongue goes in circles around her clit as I use my fingers to shove my cum back inside her. I don’t want to waste it, and I like knowing it’s dripping out of her throughout the day.

  It doesn’t take long with my mouth giving her exactly what she wants before she’s pushing her pussy against my mouth and clawing at my back. She screams out her climax and I lick her slowly as she relaxes against me and into my arms.

  I scoop her up and carry her over to the couch and strip off her shorts. I lie back and then pull her on top of me as I slide my cock between her puffy lips and ease in a few inches just so we’re connected. I don’t need to get off right this second so fast again, but I want to be ready if she gets needy.

  “Tell me what happened,” I say as I brush the hair away from her face and kiss her pouty lips.

  “I couldn’t find you, then I forgot my phone.” Her eyelids are heavy as I thrust into her gently. “That woman showed up and then I got locked out of your place.”

  I kiss her again as I tear my shirt off of her.

  “I can’t remember what else.” She moans when I hold myself deep and flex my cock.

  “It’s all taken care of now, and I’m not letting you out of my sight again.” I smile at her as she leans back to look down at me.

  “How do you plan on doing that, Bull? Are you going to tie a rope to me?” The look she’s giving me says she’s not opposed to it.

  I reach into my pocket and pull out the small box that contains the ring I just bought. When she sees it she gasps, and I open it. Inside is a pear-shaped diamond that’s enough carats that no one will ever miss it.