Cherry Pie

by Madison Faye

  I sigh as I step into the living room, when suddenly, I shriek.

  “Surprise, baby girl.”

  Marshall grins as he starts to stand from my couch, but he never makes it to his feet. Not when I go slamming into him, my legs and arms wrapping around him koala-bear style as I slam my mouth to his and knock us both back onto the couch. I moan hungrily, kissing him fiercely and deeply as my hands slide into his hair. He growls, his arms circling me, and his big hands slide down to cup my ass through my mid-length skirt.

  “You said you were coming tomorrow!” I pant into his lips, my hands feverishly undoing his dress shirt as his big hands knead my ass.

  “And then I thought of waiting even one more day without tasting these lips and feeling you come for me and canceled the rest of my day,” he growls, kissing me hungrily. He yanks at my t-shirt, tugging it up over my head and half-ripping my bra away before his mouth drops to my breasts. I moan, holding his hair tightly as his tongue swirls around my nipple, making me whimper as I arch my back into him.

  He shrugs his shirt off before sliding his hands back to my ass and grinding me against the thick bulge in his pants. One hand pushes lower, tugging my skirt up over my ass and delving down between my legs from behind.

  “Fuck do I love how wet you get,” he groans, running a thick finger across my soaked panties. He tugs them to the side, and when he teases my bare lips, I moan deeply.

  My hands drop to his pants, tugging his belt undone and yanking at the zipper. Later, we can go slow. Later, we can take our time, and make it last. But it’s been ten freaking days without him, and right now, all I want is for him to sink that big cock inside of me. Right now, I need him.

  His thick cock springs free into my palm, and I whimper as I feel him pulse in my hand. I stroke him as his finger eases into my pussy, my arousal dripping down his hand as he curls it deep and strokes that spot inside.

  “Fuck, Marshall,” I moan, pulling his head from my breasts and kissing him fiercely.

  “I need you,” I pant into his mouth, and he growls lowly. He sees the raw lust in my eyes, and he knows damn well what I need. His hands slide back, both of them hooking into my panties, and with a quick yank, his muscles bulging, he freaking tears them off of me and flings them away. I groan, heat blazing through me as I kiss him hungrily while he yanks my skirt away. His thumb runs across my little cherry tattoo, like he loves to do. And as it always does, it sends a shiver through me.

  His pants push down, he grabs me and centers me over his cock, and then slowly, I’m sinking down onto him.

  “Oh fuuuuck,” I whimper, dropping my forehead to his and gasping in pleasure. Inch after thick, throbbing inch of him slides into me, stretching me and filling me as the pleasure blazes through me. He sinks me all the way down, until my clit is grinding against the base of him and his heavy balls are resting against my ass.

  “This what you needed, baby girl?” He growls into my lips. “Is this what you were all hot and wet for?”

  “Fuck I missed your cock,” I moan, panting into his lips as I slowly slide up until just his swollen head is inside of my pussy. I tease him for a second, rolling my hips and bouncing on him shallowly, taking just his head over and over. But his hands grab my hips, and with a grunt, he pulls me all the way down, sheathing himself to the hilt in my slick, aching pussy.

  I cry out in pleasure, my arms around his neck and my lips finding his. And then, we start to make up for lost time.

  I ride him hard, and fast, bouncing on that enormous cock until in record time, I’m coming all over him. Marshall takes over, gripping my ass and sliding me up and down, fucking me right through one climax into another as I scream loud enough to probably concern the neighbors. At this point, it wouldn’t surprise me if they’ve made a point of going on vacation or renting their place out whenever Marshall shows up.

  I cling to him, kissing the man I love wildly, and deeply, and coming on his gorgeous cock again and again until I lose track of how many orgasms I’ve had. I can feel him tensing, his muscles rippling against me, his thick cock plunging into me, and his eyes burning like icy blue fire into mine.

  “Kendall…” he groans, slamming into me, fucking me for all he’s worth as I start to tumble into one final climax.

  “Come for me, Mr. B,” I coo, the naughtiness of calling him that when he’s inside of me still something that gets both of us roaring.

  “Fuck my little pussy and give me all of your cum!”

  He groans, slamming into me, swelling up bigger and bigger as I start to fall.

  “You want my cum deep in this little pussy? You want me to fill you up until it’s dripping out of you? You know I’m taking you to dinner after this, and I’m not sure if I want you wearing panties or not. Maybe I want to take you out in a nice dress, with nothing underneath. Maybe I should wine and dine you someplace fancy, knowing my cum is dripping down your legs from your naughty, freshly fucked pussy.”

  I moan, falling, panting, aching for release as his words drive me wild.

  “Come with me,” he growls, fucking me harder and deeper. “Come with me, beautiful.”

  He drives his thickness deep inside of me, and when I grind my clit again him, and feel my nipples drag over his perfect chest, I lose all control.

  I cry out, kissing him wildly and letting him swallow my moans as I come screaming into his kiss. My pussy clamps down on him, rippling up and down his shaft as I feel him swell up and feel his heavy balls twitch against my ass. Marshall roars, and when his cock pulses and throbs inside, I feel it.

  His hot come blasts into me—rope after rope of sticky, hot cum coating my walls and filling me to the brim as we come crashing together over and over again. Until finally, with a whimpering moan, I collapse onto him, panting into his chest.

  “Ten days…” I murmur, trembling with my aftershocks as his big arms slide around me and hold me tight.

  “Ten days is way too fucking long,” he groans, kissing my forehead.

  “Okay, it’s decided then.” I sit up, biting my lip as I eye him. “Seven days it the max now.”

  Marshall grins, leaning in to kiss me slowly.

  “Done,” he groans.

  My tummy rumbles suddenly, and we both laugh.

  “Okay please tell me you were serious about that dinner.”

  “Oh, I was,” he grins, hungrily. “About all of it.”

  I blush, biting at my lip as I eye him. “All of it, huh?”

  “No panties,” he growls.

  “Only if you promise to do that again before we walk into the place,” I whisper heatedly.

  He growls, fire blazing in his eyes. “Greedy girl.”

  I blush. “What? Maybe I like having your cum in me.”

  “Trial runs, huh?”

  I blush even deeper, knowing what he means.

  “Tick-tock, mister. Three years, and then I’m yanking the goalie. No more pills.”

  He grins, holding me tight.

  “My baby-crazy bride.”

  “Not crazy, I just…” I poke him. “It’s your fault, you know.”

  He chuckles. “That so?”

  “Yeah," I say primly. “Stop being all alpha and hot and sexy. It’s not fair. That shit does stuff to a girl’s ovaries, you know.”

  He laughs, kissing me gently. “I mean, three years seems like a long time to wait.”

  I sigh. “You’re telling me. I mean—”

  “So, let’s make it sooner.”

  I freeze, my brows going up. And slowly, a grin starts to spread over my lips.

  “Are you joking or are you being serious right now?”

  “I’m being totally serious,” he purrs. “I mean even Amy’s been joking but not really joking asking when we’re going to give her a baby sister or brother.”

  I blush. She’s been teasing me about it too, and honestly, I get the feeling she’s actually kind of excited at the idea.

  “We could start now,” I whisper quietly.


  He grins. “A new sibling for Christmas for Amy, huh?”

  I laugh. “We could put a bow in his or her hair and everything.”

  Marshall chuckles, but when I feel his cock hardening inside of me, and feel his hands tightening on me, I shiver with heat.

  “You know,” he growls against my lips. “Dinner might have to wait.”

  “Oh, what ever for?” I say innocently, batting my eyes.

  “For more practice,” he groans, his hand slowly sliding me up, making me whimper as my clit drags against his thickness.

  “Yes, please,” I moan, my lips finding his as I kiss him slow and deep.

  “I love you,” he whispers into my lips as his hands tighten on me.

  “Sold,” I whisper back. “To the highest bidder.”

  He chuckles, rolling his eyes until I push down on him, sinking down to the base of his cock and making him groan as I squeeze him with my muscles.

  “I love you too, Mr. Bane,” I purr.

  Our lips come together, and about forty-five minutes later, so does the rest of us.

  The End.

  Also by Madison Faye

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  Stealing Valentine

  Screwged

  Sharing Samantha

  Claiming Candy

  Trick And Treat

  Sugar & Spice

  Five Card Studs

  Dear Stepbrother, I Want You

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  Stolen By The Scottish Rogue

  Wed To The Warrior

  Viking’s Claim

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  Prick Charming

  Filthy Ever After

  Once Upon A Scandal

  Queen Sized (May 2019)

  Blackthorn Mountain Men:

  Claiming His Mountain Bride

  His Captive Mountain Virgin

  Her Mountain Baby Daddies

  His Big Mountain Axe

  His Hard Mountain Wood

  Her Rough Mountain Outlaw

  Unwrapping His Mountain Package

  Her Double Mountain Outlaws

  Her Savage Mountain Daddy

  Blackthorn #10 (Spring, 2019)

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  Taking Back His Bride

  Bound To His Bride

  Reclaiming His Wife

  Sofa King:

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  Sofa King Wrong

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  Long Hard Truckers

  Rough Rider

  Country Liquor

  Breaking His Law

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  Triple Daddies

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  Pretty Dirty

  Rough Stuff

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  Tempting Daddy’s Boss

  Paying The Debt

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  Royally Claimed

  Royally Tempted

  “Possessing Beauty” Series:

  Beasting Beauty

  Stealing Beauty

  Sharing Beauty

  Hunting Beauty

  Possessing Beauty

  “Forbidden” Series:

  Flirting With The Law

  Breaking Her Innocence

  “Three Times” Series:

  Bossed Three Times

  Taken Three Times

  Paid For Three Times

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  Twice Bossed

  Twice Tackled

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  All sexually active characters in this work are 18 years of age or older. All acts of a sexual nature are completely consensual. No one is related in this book.