by Jagger Cole
I kiss her hard and push deeper. My fat cock slips into her, and she moans eagerly into our kiss. My muscles clench and my hands hold her tightly. I keep sliding into her ridiculously tight little pussy, giving her every inch until all of me is inside of her. Then she’s all fucking mine.
My hands slide into her hair. I pull back my hips, drawing my bugling cock from her tight little pussy. I groan and push the head over her clit, spreading her sticky arousal over her before I slip back inside. Sienna moans and holds me tightly with her legs around my waist. Her hands find my hips and pull, urging me back in, which I happily oblige. With a grunt of pleasure, I sink back into her slippery wet heat, and my lips find hers.
I go slowly, gently easing in and out of her newly-deflowered pussy. She’s so damn tight around me, and I almost lose it when I look into her eyes. I hold back from truly fucking her, because I’m not going to hurt her. But when we keep going, it gets harder and harder to hold back the urge to claim her like a goddamn savage.
My restraint begins to fade, and I start to thrust into her harder. Sienna moans and hisses in pleasure, and her nails drag over my back. “Fuck me, Luke!” She moans desperately. “I want you to have me, and I don’t want you to hold back.”
I groan and bury my face in her neck. “Don’t tell me that, love.”
“Why not?”
“Because I don’t know if I can control myself if I don’t hold back.”
“Then don’t,” she gasps. “Take me exactly how you’ve always wanted to.” I groan, losing control. Her pussy clamps down on me, and her nails dig into my hips. “Fuck me hard, ”she whimpers.
My restraint snaps, and with a snarl, I thrust hard into her. Sienna yelps, and I swear, worried that I’ve hurt her. But the look of lust in her eyes says otherwise. Her nails dragging over my skin and her hips urging me on tell me to keep going. With a groan, I do, plunging deep into her pretty pussy with every inch of my cock. My lips claim hers, and my hips slam into her. I start to lose all control, and my big dick starts to pound into her pussy. It’s like we’ve rehearsed this a million times, too, because it’s perfect. She’s perfect, and my life is beyond perfect now that I’ve got her.
Sienna Holloway is in my bed, moaning for me with my cock deep in her tight little freshly deflowered pussy. And she’s wearing my engagement ring. It’s every fantasy I’ve ever had and ever wished for. And now, it’s my reality.
We tangle together, and our lips bruise against each other’s. I thrust into her, shedding all vestiges of being gentle and restrained. I pound into her, fucking her pretty pussy like its mine to claim forever. She moans in pleasure and urges me on, until I can feel her coming for me. Her pussy clenches around my cock, and she throws her head back. The orgasm gasps from her parted lips before I swallow it with a kiss.
I keep thrusting into her molten heat, but I’m about to lose it. I groan, kissing her eagerly and fucking her with all that I have. “Sienna, baby, I’m going come, love. You’re going to make my come so fucking hard,” I growl. She moans and tightens her legs around my waist.
“Are you on the pill?” I groan. It’s almost past the point of no return, and I barely even slow as I ask. Sierra looks up at me, and I can tell she’s about to come for me once more.
“No,” she whispers. It’s all I need to hear, and all I wanted to hear.
“Good.”
I thrust into her, and she starts coming for me again. Feeling her squeeze me tightly and just listening to her moans of pleasure pull the last of my control away from me, and I lose it. I growl and bury my dick to the hilt in her, and I start to come deep inside of her.
My hot come spills into her gorgeous, perfect pussy. My balls twitch over and over, until every drop of my seed is deep in her fertile, untouched pussy. The room is swimming, but when I find her lips with mine, I’m grounded again.
With her, I’m home, and safe. With her, I have forever.
6
Sienna
It still feels like a dream. But when I touch his chest with my hand and feel his pulse thumbing under his hard muscles and tattoo ink, I know it’s real. The delightful soreness in my body is a glorious reminder, too. So is the ache between my thighs that I just want to keep feeling.
Luke’s muscled arms circle me and pull me close to his body. We’re sitting up in his bed, and I snuggle back into him. I can feel his big dick still hard against my ass. It’s a thrilling feeling and has me wanting him all over again.
“Why did you wait?” The words blurt out without warning. I frown to myself, wishing I hadn’t said it. But Luke’s arms tighten just a little on me, and he leans down and kisses my neck.
“Why did I wait to come get you? To tell you I was…”
“Alive,” I finish. “Yeah, exactly. You’ve been here for two months?”
He sighs deeply. “I wanted to give you the world, Sienna. I wanted to when we were young before I left, and I wanted to every day that I thought about you while I was over there.
“I never wanted the world,” I say, twisting to look into his eyes. “I only ever wanted you. Just you!”
He smiles and kisses me. I moan into his lips, kissing him back. But then he pulls back again. “You deserve the world, love. You deserve ten worlds, honestly. You’re the beauty in the world that kept me going, for longer than you know. When it was just me and my asshole dad, your family took me in all the damn time. Yeah, your parents were Godsends to me, and Carter was like a brother. But you, Sienna?” He smiles a hard smile, and his eyes spark into mine. “You’re what I wanted to see every morning when I woke up. You were the light that made me believe in goodness again. Hell, Sienna, I’ve loved you my entire life.”
I fling myself into him and kiss him, moaning when his arms hold me so tight and protected. “So why did you leave, then?” I choke. “You left, Luke. You ran to the other side of the world!”
“Because I couldn’t have you,” he grunts. “You were too young, and Carter’s sister, and so many other reasons. I was broken and still in pieces from my home life, and you were too good for that.”
“I was not!”
He laughs. “No, I mean there’s too much goodness in you to have been mixed up in my darkness back then. I had to fix myself first and make myself into the man I wanted to be before I was worthy of you.”
I scoff. “That’s just not true.”
“Maybe not, but it’s what I felt,” he growls with a smile.
“So you decided to become a millionaire first?”
“Nah,” he grins. “Not a millionaire.”
I giggle. “Sorry, I just thought with this amazing penthouse, and the helicopter….”
“It’s billionaire, with a ‘B’.”
My jaw drops, and I blink quickly. “What did you just say?”
“Billionaire, not millionaire, love,” he chuckles. “Waleed had quite the bundle from his terror day-trading. But I took what he taught me and ran with it to grow it even bigger. That’s why I started Crow Financial. I could have just kept the money I took from him, but I wanted more than a handout. I wanted to build an empire, for us.”
I shake my head, trying to place the boy I knew before with the man whose arms I’m in now. The Luke before was all lopsided smiles and tousled hair. He was trouble, but in a thrilling way. The man he is now still has that boyish lopsided grin, even if his hair is perfectly styled. And he might not be trouble but being with him now thrills me more than even before.
“I can’t believe you’re alive,” I whisper. “And I can’t believe you’re this new you! God, I wish Carter was here to see this,” I smile sadly. “He’d get such a kick out of you in a freaking suit.”
Luke chuckles. “I’m not sure how thrilled he’d be to find me with you in my bed.”
I smile. “He would be, actually. At least I think he would be. He loved you like a brother, you know. I actually think he’d love to see us together.” I wink. “The ring takes away a little of scandal, don’t you think?”
> “Absolutely,” he laughs and kisses me softly.
“I wish I knew what happened to him. Carter, I mean.”
“Me too, love,” Luke says gently. “Me fucking too. It might be stupid, but my heart tells me he’s still alive.”
I smile gently. “Not stupid. Sometimes mine does too.”
“I think you’re right, actually,” Luke smiles. “I think he’d get a kick out of us together.” He kisses me deeply, and I hold him close, kissing him right back. I keep kissing him until my lips are numb and my heart is racing, and I’m forced to pull away to gasp for air.
“I still can’t even believe this,” I whisper quietly. I reach out to touch his face, and my heart quickens. “I can’t believe you’re real, and really here.”
“Believe it, love,” he growls. “And I’m not going anywhere, ever again.” He kisses me again, and my heart races.
7
Sienna
“I want to take you somewhere.”
I gasp when I hear his voice over the sound of the shower. My heart skips, and I whirl before my eyes drink him in. He’s completely naked, gorgeous, and very hard. He’s standing in the big glass doorway to the shower that’s big enough to fit ten people, his eyes smoldering as they fix on me.
I blush, and my arms start to cover myself. But then I remember what he said, and I remember that this is the man I’m engaged to, who just took my virginity. I let my arms fall, smiling through my awkwardness. It’s not like I’ve ever taken a shower with a guy before or been in one totally naked and exposed with a man’s eyes on me. But this isn’t any man. This is the love of my life.
“Sorry, I scared you,” he grins. “You’re used to being alone in a shower, aren’t you?”
I laugh. “Yeah pretty much.” I frown sullenly as a thought crosses my mind. After all, Luke is gorgeous and crazy hot, not to mention crazy rich. For all I know, he hasn’t showered alone in years. “Are you not?” I blurt out.
He smiles warmly, and I know he gets the subtext of what I’m asking. “I always shower alone, love. I always sleep alone and live alone.” He growls and steps into the shower stall, closing the door behind him. He moves towards me, and I tremble when his strong hands grip my waist like I’m a fragile thing he has to protect. “When I’d finally convinced myself that you’d never be mine, or that you’d never even ever think of me as anything but your brother’s dumb friend, I was lost.” He frowns. “I tried to find you in places you weren’t, and I regret it all, Sienna.”
“It’s fine, Luke, I don’t own you, and I didn’t have a claim on you or anything.”
“But you did,” he growls. “You did have a claim on me, in a way.” He sighs. “And I was so sure you and Ian…”
I cringe. “God, no. No! Eww, no way.” I groan. “Do you know why I went out with him?”
He scowls. “I don’t think I want to know.”
I giggle. “You might, trust me. I went out with him because he was the new you after you left, only a really crappy version of you. He came from a broken home, drove a beat-up old pickup truck like you, and even took your spot as running back on the varsity football team after you graduated.”
Luke growls. “So you dated him because he was like me?”
I laugh. “No, you big goof. I dated him to make you jealous. I found someone that was so close to you but not you, and I hoped you’d see me with him, and it’d make you think that…” I groan and drop my face into my hands. “It sounds so fucking stupid when I say it out loud.”
He chuckles, and his muscled arms wrap around me under the water. “No, love, it doesn’t. It actually makes complete sense. I just wish it’d worked,” he says with a smile. “But fuck, Sienna. I always thought… I mean you and him dated for so long.”
I shrug. “What can I say, I was saving myself for someone I couldn’t have.”
“Poor Ian.”
I giggle. “He was a good sport. I mean, he was a dick sometimes, and he cheated on me a ton. But I really didn’t get hurt from it.”
Luke arches one eyebrow. “Because you were dating him trying to get to me?”
“Yep.”
He grins. “One more time, poor Ian.” He shakes his head. “Hope the reality of me lives up to the fantasy.”
I laugh loudly. “Seriously? Luke, look at yourself,” I giggle. My eyes slide down his perfectly sculpted body like a Greek statue, all the way down to the thick, long cock hanging heavily between his legs. Somehow, that monster fit inside me—three times so far. My skin tingles at the memory, and the heat blooms hot between my thighs.
“Yes,” I laugh. “Yes, you live up to the fantasy. Way, way better than the fantasy, actually.” I grin shyly and look at the water circling the drain. “And me?” I look back up at him, but he knows what I mean.
“Love, you shatter the fantasy. The fantasy is a cheap imitation of the real thing, trust me.” He growls and moves close to me. His grip tightens possessively on my hips, and I gasp as I feel his big dick begin to rise between my thighs. Luke groans and leans in to kiss me. I kiss him back, my body reacting to his nearness. My nipples harden to pebbles against his chest. My pussy grows slick and wet and not just from the shower.
Suddenly, Luke spins me around and pushes me against the shower wall. The tiles are heated, and I moan when I press against it. His hands slide down my body and over my ass. He moves a hand between my legs, and I moan when he starts to stroke my pussy from behind. I reach back, and I moan when my hand curls around his thick girth. God, he’s so freaking big. The thought of taking him again and feeling him fill me so tightly has me dripping wet and dying to feel him again.
Luke growls and uses his knee to spread my legs. His heavy cock pushes between my thighs, and I feel his hand cover mine on his shaft. He helps me guide him into myself. I moan as his thick head slips between my lips. His hands move to my hips, and I whimper when he starts to push into me.
Luke’s big cock sinks into my slick, tight heat. He kisses my ear and my neck, his big hands move all over my body. One grips my hip, and the other slides up to cup my tit. He grunts and shoves forward, making me moan eagerly. His huge dick slides all the way in, and the pleasure overwhelms me.
“Jesus, you’re so fucking tight, baby,” he growls in my ear. “I fucking love your sweet little pussy. And I love making it come so good for my big dick.”
I whimper and push back, feeling him start to slide in and out of me. He holds me possessively as he fucks me, like I’m his. And I am, utterly and completely. He kisses down my neck, and I turn my head to find his mouth with mine. I moan into the kiss as Luke starts to fuck me against the shower wall. He pounds into me with his huge, fat cock, and before I can even process it, I’m coming hard.
I scream the orgasm into his mouth, and he never slows. He thrusts into me and sinks his big dick as deep as it can get. I think back to him asking me if I’m on birth control, and his answer when I said I wasn’t. It makes me tremble, knowing I’m well on my way to feeling him fill me up with his come a fourth time tonight, with no protection. I’m sleeping with the man of my dreams; I’m wearing his engagement ring. And who knows? Maybe after tonight, I’ll be carrying his child.
That thought alone would have me moaning. But when I think it as the gorgeous and muscled man himself is fucking me into the shower wall, it’s too much. I spasm and start to come again. Luke grunts and pushes his big dick into me. His abs clench and I can feel his cock pulsate as he starts to come along with me.
“Take my come, love,” he groans into my lips. “Fuck, you’re making me come in this pretty pussy, Sienna. Naughty, dirty girl. No protection, no condom, and you’re making me fill you up with every goddamn drop of my seed.”
The final climax overwhelms me, and I scream in pleasure. Luke hisses his release against my lips, his huge dick jerking inside of me and his hot come spills into my unprotected pussy, right against my womb. We both sink against the wall, both of us gasping for breath while the water streams down over us.
I start to giggle, and I turn to smile at him. “Did you really want to take me somewhere, or was that just an excuse to get into the shower?”
“Both?” He chuckles. “But no, I do want to show you something.” I pull away from him and blush when I feel his cock slide out of me. His hot sticky come spills down my thighs, making me feel so naughty. But naughty with him is the best feeling ever. I lean up to kiss him slowly.
“When are we going? Isn’t it like one in the morning?”
“It’s two thirty,” he says with a grin. “And we’re leaving right now.”
It’s more like half an hour later once Luke’s through “thoroughly cleaning” me up with his hands and his mouth. He changes into jeans and a hoodie, which is exactly how I remember him from years back. I realize all I have to wear is my damn wedding dress. But Luke grins and nods at the walk-in closet attached to his bedroom. “In there, love.”
I step inside, and my jaw drops. Half of the huge walk-in is his clothes and shoes. The other half is mine. I mean, they’re women’s clothes—skirts, dresses, designer jeans, and cute tops—but I know before I even check that they’re for me. When I do look at them closer, I shake my head in disbelief: they’re all exactly my size, too.
“You’re too good at this,” I smile. Luke laughs heartily.
“I stared at you enough over the years to know your size.”
I look at him in shock. “Seriously? That’s actually amazing.”
He laughs heartily. “Okay that was bullshit. I did stare at you a whole lot, but I hired a professional tailor and personal shopper to tail you a few weeks ago and eyeball your measurements.”
I laugh and turn back to the clothes. I run my hands over the gorgeous designer clothes, and then open a drawer. I blush when I realize it’s filled with exquisitely beautiful, sexy, and expensive looking lingerie. I turn back to Luke and raise a brow. “All of my measurements, hmm?”