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by Daya Daniels


  “Thanks, Linda,” I said standing and giving her a wave.

  I sucked in a breath of air realizing something. I frantically looked around, checking each side of the booth.

  “Motherfucker,” I hissed.

  My purse was gone.

  Ty

  I stroked my cock in my hand, running my tight grip up along the shaft of it. I fiddled with the remote control, turning the volume louder. The woman’s bald pussy came into view. I groaned watching her squirt on the screen in front of me when she came, screaming like someone was killing her.

  “Yeah, baby,” I muttered, shifting in bed, watching the show.

  My cock was slicked in oil. Across the room, Madison’s purse rested in a chair. I thought about her every time I did this for the past two weeks. It was the only way I could relieve myself, until I could have her. I. Would. Have. Her.

  I pumped myself a few more times, feeling the ache in my balls escalating to an almost painful level. I would lose my mind if I didn’t.

  The woman on the screen was a beautiful blonde with perky tits and a nice ass. Her pussy was soaking wet. She sat spread eagle in front of the screen, playing with herself. This was probably the third time she came. She was a multi. I wondered if Madison would be a multi.

  I groaned, pushing deeper into my hand with my hips, staring at the woman’s sopping wet pussy. I imagined sinking deep into Madison with my big, thick cock. Whitney used to be crazy for this thing. I was certain she missed it. I never had a complaint about my size, except for that it was too big. I was certain Madison would love it, maybe she just didn’t know it yet.

  I swiped the precum that gathered on the head of my cock, pumping myself slow. I imagined my hands wrapped around Madison’s neck while I fucked her, stealing her breath away with each murderous stroke I gave to her pussy. Madison would scream and purr out my name while I tightened my hold on her neck, slicking her body in my sweat. I would fuck the shit out of her and if I put it in her ass that would be literal. I imagined her big tits bouncing in front of my face and my cock coating her fat ass with my cum. It was all delicious. I could come again and again just thinking about it.

  My cock twitched hard, almost painfully when I came. I quickly grabbed the towel, controlling the forceful spray. I let out a few grunts, satisfied that this would hold me over until tomorrow, or until I thought about Madison again.

  The woman on the TV was coming again while she massaged her tits and rubbed her clit hard. Spray covered the lens of the camera while the woman squirted everywhere, frantically fingering her pussy while she did it.

  “Fucking beautiful,” I whispered.

  Madison

  I took the elevator to the fifteenth floor of the new building, after security gave me the clearance to go up. I nearly tore into my bottom lip with my teeth, tempering my anger. I stepped out of the elevator staring out the far window. This was the top floor of the apartment building—the penthouse. Ty had money for sure.

  I walked closer to a large floor-to-ceiling window that had a spectacular view of the city. This was a beautiful place. I made my way to the large wooden, double doors and pressed the bell.

  I’d called every last one of Ty’s numbers. They all went to voicemail.

  I’d texted—no response. I’d emailed—no response. I’d even gone to his office—he was out. It appeared that the only way I was getting my fucking purse back, was if I came here to retrieve it.

  The sound of footsteps became louder and then the door opened.

  Ty leaned against the door, looking me over, giving me a huge, handsome smile. He was shirtless, wearing only a pair of pajama pants that hung off his hips. I swallowed the sudden lump in my throat, attempting to avoid looking at his naked flesh. He was cut and carved in places I didn’t know muscles existed. There was a large tattoo on his left shoulder of a cross with a snake, wrapped around it. “You’re here.” He smiled.

  “I tried calling you,” I spat out.

  He blinked slowly, smiled and gave me a nod, elevator scanning me with his eyes.

  “You took my purse. I should have reported it stolen.”

  Ty laughed. “But you wouldn’t do that, Madison.”

  “Where is it?” I breathed out, not in the mood for games.

  He backed away from the door, extending an arm in invitation for me to come inside.

  “I’m not going in there.”

  He laughed again. “Please, I won’t bite and I’m pretty sure you’re carrying your pepper spray.”

  “I wish I did have it but it’s actually in my purse. The one you have.”

  “Of course, it is.” He chuckled. “Please come in,” he said leaving the door open before he sauntered away.

  I couldn’t keep my gaze off the muscles in his back. He worked out and with a body like that he worked out often.

  Gingerly, I stepped inside, looking around. The apartment was huge with glass windows that surrounded the entire place. The kitchen was modern with all stainless steel appliances. A large 4K TV was mounted on the wall above the fireplace of the cozy den. All the furnishings were dark wood. The floors were ebony hardwood throughout the place. This apartment smelled of money—it reeked of it. I’d only seen places like this in magazines. I stepped closer to the window, taking in the view of the city.

  “You like what you see,” he growled in my ear causing me to flinch, suddenly reappearing in my space.

  I spun around to find myself looking up into his brown eyes while he towered over me. The fresh scent of body wash lingered on Ty’s skin and the faint scent of minty mouth rinse filled my nostrils. I nervously backed away from him while he stepped forward, until my back was flush against the cool glass of the window behind me.

  He dipped his head low, gazing at me. My chest heaved for air and my lip trembled. I knew I was doing a bad job of controlling how nervous I felt. I was more panicked here than I was naked onstage. This man did something to me. I had to get out of here.

  I inched to the side. He smiled and came closer, placing both of his palms over my shoulders against the glass. I blinked slowly, looking up at him.

  “Where is my purse?” I breathed out.

  “You’re going to have to fight me for it,” he whispered, bringing his lips closer to mine, grazing them softly, teasingly.

  Then he stepped closer, pressing his warm chest against mine. I dropped my gaze, tracing the line of the huge bulge in his pajama pants that couldn’t have been his cock. I was in a bad place with a very bad man and I knew I would lose my clothes, if I stayed any longer.

  When I lifted my eyes, I took in Ty’s devilish smirk. “You like what you see?”

  I bit my lip, looking away from him. He pushed himself into me hard, letting me feel him even more.

  “You still don’t want to tussle with me, Madison?” he whispered, running his lips along the skin on my neck.

  I was trembling as he caged me in with his big body.

  “You’re free to go.” His eyes followed the path across the room to the door.

  I chuckled, knowing I couldn’t after what I just saw. That would be like giving back the mega-jackpot lottery money you’d just won.

  “Do you want to see it?”

  “Yes,” I said facing him head-on.

  He chuckled and slipped a hand in his pants, pulling out the huge python. I sucked in a harsh breath of air looking at it, as it hung there, right in front of me like it had a life of its own. The large appendage should have had its own name and address. Maybe even its own social fucking security number.

  I touched his cock with shaky fingers. It jerked. Then I gripped it when he stepped closer. It was hot and swollen—all nine inches of thick flesh.

  “Do you want it?”

  “Yesss,” I hissed.

  He let out a soft laugh. “I knew you wanted to tussle with me, Madison,” he said kissing me hard.

  Ty

  I tasted her mouth, savoring the lingering flavor of Wrigley’s spearmint gum and Dr. Peppe
r. I pushed myself into Madison’s small body and she yelped when my cock rubbed against her soft stomach. She smelled like peaches and baby lotion. I kissed her again, looking over her wet lips that were parted, searching for air and pink cheeks. Her breathing was frantic. The more I tightened my grip, the more panicked she became but she wanted me. In this moment that was all that fucking mattered.

  I kissed her again, sucking on her bottom lip for a while and then the top. Madison squirmed against me. She was sexy and absolutely fuckable but I could tell it had been a while since she’d had a man between her legs. I didn’t know what she liked yet but I would make sure she’d never forget me.

  Her chest heaved while she looked up at me with her wide, hazel eyes. Her long, thick lashes brushed her cheeks while she stared at where my hands moved. I trailed my fingers down the middle of the soft sweater she was wearing, undoing each button one by one while Madison watched. When it finally opened, I groaned at the white lace bra that she was wearing and the big breasts that I knew were underneath the soft material.

  “Do you want me?” I whispered against Madison’s lips.

  Her eyes flitted around and then back to mine. “Yes,” she said in a shaky voice.

  I reached in her long dark hair, finding the elastic that held it up in a messy bun and undid it. Her wavy hair fanned out over her shoulders, only accentuating how perfect she was.

  “You’re beautiful,” I said pulling off the sweater and undoing the snap of her bra.

  They were perfect and perky, with tiny pale pink nipples that looked delectable. I palmed her big breasts in my hand, squeezing a nipple and then taking them into my mouth, one by one, while Madison squirmed and whimpered in front of me. Her small hands desperately hung on to the back of my neck. She was frantic, nervous and horny, wrapped all in one.

  I lifted her up, holding her legs around my waist. Madison let out a long breath, looking me over with a trembling lip. I kissed her again, holding her in my arms. I wanted this woman and bad. Usually, I used condoms, especially with women I didn’t really know, but not Madison. I knew I was rolling up in this pussy bare and I wouldn’t regret it.

  I knew this was likely all against her better judgment. I had to get her here. I knew if I set the trap, Madison would fall into it easily. She was like a little lady bug in a very big, sticky spider web. I was going to consume every inch of her and make her fucking mine.

  Madison

  This felt good. So good I knew I couldn’t stop. Now Ty was on his knees in front of me, frantically pulling off my jeans. He brought me to his bedroom, which was a sprawling space with the same large, floor-to-ceiling windows that surrounded the den of the upscale apartment. He brought me to his bed, I repeated to myself. If he just wanted to fuck me, he could have just done it against the glass.

  Ty stripped out of everything besides his briefs. He was gorgeous. I knew he likely had a nice body under the tailored dress shirts and pants he wore the first time I met him. I wasn’t wrong. Ty stepped towards me, his hard abs and muscular legs on display for my greedy eyes. This man could be a super model or a porn star, maybe both.

  I touched the cotton waistband of his boxer briefs, feeling his warm skin and the washboard abs on his stomach. When I lifted my eyes to look at him, he was wearing a clever smirk on his face, which then morphed into a full-on smile.

  Ty dipped down to kiss me. I consumed his mouth with my own, running my hands over his brown hair. His hands clutched my hips, pulling my thin cotton panties, removing them. I met his brown eyes again and swallowed the hard lump in my throat. I was going to do this. I was going to sleep with this man, who I barely knew.

  Ty ran his warm hands over my bare thighs. I parted my legs slowly, giving him a glimpse of the glorious slit between my legs that was already dripping wet. Ty pressed his lips to the inside of my thigh and kissed me. When he inched closer to my pussy and placed his large hand across the skin on my stomach, I instantly relaxed. I melted against the soft sheets that covered Ty’s bed, appreciating the firm mattress beneath me.

  “Relax,” he whispered before his tongue touched my pussy.

  I moaned, fisting my hands in the sheets, enjoying the feeling of his tongue and lips on my sensitive flesh.

  “God,” I moaned, attempting to restrain myself.

  I focused on the ceiling and the licking and sucking noises that filled the quiet space. Ty’s tongue fluttered over my clit, sucking it slow and hard, until I was whimpering loudly, attempting to shut my legs. He wrenched them open, as wide as they could go and laughed, looking up to me with a wet mouth. He cocked his head to the side, taking in my heaving breasts and strangled breathing with another chuckle that made me want to punch him.

  “Relax, Madison.” He dipped back down between my legs.

  He ran his tongue up my slit and then nearly folded me in half when he dipped down to lick my asshole. I yelped from the shock but before I could protest, Ty’s tongue was back on my pussy.

  I moaned helplessly, gripping on to Ty’s shoulder, feeling myself coming under the mercy of his tongue. I hissed and whined, jerking partly forward as the powerful orgasm moved through me, taking my sanity with it.

  Heaving breaths left my throat and my thighs quivered while he moved to hover over me, licking his lips. The huge snake between his muscular thighs that I’d come to love so much hovered only a few inches away from his knees. I whined when I looked at it, unsure if I should jump for joy or bolt for the door.

  He fisted it in his hands, inching towards me, rubbing the dripping head of it along the inside of my thighs. I met his brown eyes that were blazing with hunger, clearly for me. I had men lust after me before but the way Ty looked at me seemed to be a mixture of horniness and something else. I wondered if he just liked me, which was weird. Men only wanted to fuck me. If he looked at me like that again, I would definitely run.

  He shifted on top of me. I ran my hands over his twelve-pack, feeling the hard muscles underneath my fingertips.

  “I want you, Madison,” he whispered dipping down to kiss me as his warm legs slipped in between mine, kneeing them open wider.

  I let out an ugly whine when he rubbed the head of his cock against my already throbbing clit. I was hungry for it. I needed his cock like I needed air right now but there was something about this entire situation. The entire fucking encounter made me uneasy. I felt vulnerable to this man, which I knew was dangerous. I knew he could break my heart once I let him in. Once I fucked him, there would be no going back.

  “Do you want me, Madison?” he asked, breathing heavy against my lips.

  I inhaled his skin and sweet scent that lingered on his breath. I couldn’t remember being so close with a man like this, since Dominic. Even that was an unmemorable encounter. Ty ran his open palm over my stomach, reaching up to squeeze my breast, then took a nipple in between his lips. I whimpered and squirmed, gripping on to his shoulder, trembling from the feeling of his fat head against my clit as it brushed and massaged it.

  “Ty,” I whined into his mouth.

  “What?” he whispered, placing a kiss to my forehead.

  I groaned again, nearly with my knees up to my shoulders, unable to wait another second for it. He dipped the head of his cock into my wetness and then brushed it up my slit. I jerked, making a loud sigh, knotting my brows at him.

  “Ty,” I said again, holding on to his forearm.

  He gave me a mischievous grin, letting the weight of the heavy appendage smack my clit a few times. He let out a long hiss, looking me over hungrily.

  “Are you on birth control, Madison?” he asked.

  “Yes.”

  “Good, because I have every intention of putting this monster in you bare and coming deep inside of you, if that’s okay?”

  “Yes,” I said, feeling so desperate to have him inside of me that I would’ve said anything. I probably would’ve sold my own fucking kids.

  “I know how to use this bad boy. Want me to show you?” he asked, dipping his head
down, putting his nose to mine.

  “Yes,” I whispered, noticing that through all his ministrations, I was sopping wet so much to the point where it slicked the insides of my trembling thighs.

  He settled on top of me, looking me over curiously, saying nothing—just staring. I listened to my own labored breathing mix with his. Then he smiled that gorgeous smile of his that melted me. He pulled me up higher towards the headboard, settling between my legs again, then he pushed in, stealing my breath away.

  I let out a loud whimper, sinking into the full feeling of his hot cock, deep inside me. I dug into his strong shoulders while he looked down at me with his brown eyes that rested underneath his knotted brows. When he began to move, I lost it. Any last bit of composure I had, went out the window. I moaned and screamed when he settled into a slow and maddening rhythm, pounding into me.

  He growled into the crook of my neck while I held on to him, feeling his hard shoulders. Then he backed away, letting me admire the carved muscles on his chest. Each punishing stroke, wrenched harsh breaths and moans out of me. He groaned, sounding as lost as I did. Then he shifted, burying himself deeper inside of me. I cried out helplessly at the assault I wanted so badly. I was moaning while my legs quivered and jerked helplessly, trying to keep my orgasm at bay. I kissed him hungrily, pulling him closer to me. Slowly he settled more of his weight on top of me, allowing me to feel how heavy he really was. Then his large arms caged my head in between them, forcing me to look at him while he buried himself inside me.

  “You are beautiful, Mads.”

  I blinked slowly, listening to his heavy breathing and the wet sounds of his cock, pushing into my tight slit. It was like music. Here I was, in the middle of the morning on what should have been a work day, getting the breath throttled out of me by a hot, sexy man that any woman would’ve been crazy not to want. I wasn’t packing lunches, doing homework, tending to Kacey or taking Mason and Sam to soccer practice. This was adult time. It was something I missed, along with just having a man around. I allowed myself a little taste of fantasy, because I knew this would never be my reality.

 

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