The UN Series Complete Box Set

by Shantel Tessier

  More wetness pulls between my legs. Some women feel like being called a bitch is demeaning. I’m not one of those girls. “Yes,” I say breathlessly.

  “Then be a good little bitch. Now. Suck my cock.” He wraps his hand around the base of it and pulls my head forward by my hair. I open up for him and he guides himself inside of me.

  The vibrator kicks on and I close my eyes. “Open them,” he commands and they spring open.

  God, every time I’m with him it gets better. I wanted him to use me and use me he does. “Fuck,” he hisses. “Suck that cock, baby.” He moans, throwing his head back. I suck him to the back of my throat and the vibrator turns to that pulsing sensation. My thighs tighten and my mouth goes slack as I try to take a deep breath.

  He places both hands on either side of my head and grabs my hair. “My cock is in your mouth for a reason.” He pulls my head forward and he hits the back of my throat. “Keep sucking,” he orders in that deep voice and I wrap my lips tightly around him and he pulls my head back by my hair before slamming into me once again.

  I try to pull away, but he holds me in place by my hair. The vibration between my legs is driving me crazy, along with the control he has over my head with his hands, along with my hands restricted has my body shaking.

  I moan as the first wave hits me. “Come, sweetheart.” He looks down at me with those dark brown eyes. His broad shoulders, muscular arms, and chest flex as he fucking uses me like the slut that I wanna be for him. “Come for me as I fuck your mouth.”

  He shoves his hips forward, and he hits the back of my throat causing my neck to push backward. I try not to gag, but I do, and he lets out an evil laugh at me. “Fuck. I love that sound,” he says softly.

  The vibrator returns back to a constant, and I close my mouth tightly around him as my body starts to tighten up. “Fucking swallow that cock,” he orders as he continues to thrust in and out of my mouth. I hold him at the back of my throat as if I’m swallowing him whole as the first wave of the orgasm hits me. And my jaw screams for it to stop but I can’t. “Fuck,” he growls as he holds my hair tightly, causing my scalp to sting and my neck to get sore.

  I take everything he wants to give me because that’s what I want. I want to give it all to him—the power to control what I can no longer hide. I come and I come hard, but he somehow keeps from coming in my mouth, though.

  My head hangs and I breathe in heavily, trying to catch my breath after he pulls out of my mouth. He doesn’t give me the chance, though. He grabs my arm and pulls me to stand. I try, but my legs shake and my body trembles. I need him to fuck me, and he knows it.

  Pulling me over to the side of the bed, he bends me over it. “Spread your legs,” he orders, and I do as he says.

  I cry out in relief when he rips the panties off me. Taking that damn vibrator with it. “Is that what you want?” he asks as he places his cock at my entrance.

  “Yes.” I dig my face into the comforter. His free hand slides across my ass and then I feel it stop between my cheeks. I moan wanting him to go all the way with it. I’ve done anal before; I didn’t enjoy it all that much, but I know with him I will.

  He chuckles. “You really wanna be a dirty bitch,” he says softly to himself. And I close my eyes when I felt him reach below and run his fingers along my wet pussy. He then takes those wet fingers and runs them between my ass cheeks. “Relax,” and I take a deep breath. My body is covered in sweat and it continues to shake.

  I moan loudly as he slowly enters a finger a little way into me. I feel the pressure and I clench my teeth. He pauses. “Stop?” he asks with concern.

  I shake my head quickly. “No.”

  He pushes it in a little more and I cry out. He pauses once again and then I feel his dick start to press into my pussy. He pushes it all the way, slowly filling my drenched pussy.

  I moan in pleasure. “I wanna fuck your ass,” he growls as he pushes his finger a little more into me. I hiss in a breath. I feel so full with his cock in my pussy and his finger in my ass.

  His free hand grabs the chain that connects the handcuffs and pulls it toward him. The motion pulls my shoulders together and makes me arch my back.

  “Parker,” I scream as I pant.

  He chuckles. I fist my hands trying to get the feeling to come back to them, but it’s no use. They are on tight as fuck, plus he’s pulling on them. “I’m just getting started.” He warns and my sex clenches in excitement.

  *****

  We lie side by side exhausted and satisfied. I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard in my life. My body feels like a cinderblock is lying on top of me as it continues to shake uncontrollably, and my wrists are deliciously sore as fuck.

  My head falls to the side and I look at him. He has his arm thrown over his face as he breathes heavily. Sweat covers his face and hard chest. He sighs heavily as he removes his arm and looks over at me. He picks up my right hand and softly kisses the red marks that cover my wrist.

  I smile. “I love you.” I say the words that I swore I’d never say. But I never expected to meet a man like Parker. They say life is full of surprises. Well, he is the best surprise I could have ever run into.

  He jumps up and straddles me. “What did you say?” he questions as he pretends to clean out his ears.

  I laugh. “I said I love you.”

  “Louder,” he demands.

  “I love you.” I throw my hand over my heart. “Oh, God, I love you. Parker…” I say dramatically like he did earlier when he asked me to do him.

  His lips crash on mine, and I can’t help but laugh as he pulls away. “Guess we were both rock start today.” He winks and I playfully slap him in the arm.

  We laid there in each other’s arms until we fell asleep. Exhaustion finally won over. We had both worked last night so we slept the entire day. As I sit up and stretch, I look around the room as the sun starts to set. I look over at him still sleeping beside me. I roughly shove him.

  “Hmm?” He mumbles.

  “Parker?” I shove him again.

  “What?” he questions, sitting up and opening his eyes.

  “Do you have plans tonight?” I ask already knowing that he doesn’t. We’re both off work. Well, unless his captain calls him in. He’s been riding his ass this last week.

  “No.” He rubs his eyes as he yawns.

  “Wanna spend the night moving you in?” He told me he loved me. I told him earlier today. I know exactly where we go from here. We take this step to see if we’ll last. They say you never really know a person until you live with them. Well, I’m ready to know the real Parker O’Hare. And I’m ready for him to know the real Katherine Walker.

  He reaches over and pinches my arm. “Ow. Why did you do that?”

  “To check if I’m dreaming.”

  I slap his chest. “You’re supposed to pinch yourself, jackass,” I say and he laughs.

  “Oh. Is that how it goes?” He chuckles, as he leans over to me. “Then yes. I would love to spend our evening moving me in.” He gives me a big smile. “I love you.” Then his lips land on mine.

  CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

  PARKER

  I called up my best friends, Slade, Josh, and Micah. Then I called Tate to inform him of the good news. He actually sounded sad about me moving out, and I’m gonna miss seeing him every day, too. I asked them if they would help me move my stuff into Kat’s place. I don’t have much, just a bed, a couple of dressers and then a nightstand. We got it all in two trips. That even included all of my clothes thrown in my truck. I learned very quickly that Kat is not the best person to help you move. She was just throwing shit and not labeling boxes. But she did promise to cook dinner for everyone since they took time out of their evening to help us out.

  I keep catching myself just staring at her. Thinking how did I get here? How did I not see this coming? How did I not want this as my life? A beautiful and strong woman to stand beside me? I was stupid.

  “What are you doing?” she asks as she comes
up to me in the living room.

  I smile down at her. “Just thinking.”

  “About?”

  “You.” I place my hand on her hair and lean down kissing her forehead.

  “Hey now,” Slade says entering the living room with a box in his hands. “None of that in front of the children,” he says with a wink.

  She laughs and reaches out to him. “I can take that.” He hands her over the box, and she walks off toward the bedroom.

  “I need a beer. You?” He questions hitting my shoulder.

  “Yeah.” We make our way into the kitchen and I look at the five thirty packs of Bud Light in the fridge. “Geez,” I say grabbing two. “How much beer did you guys buy?” I ask shutting the door and turning to face him.

  He shrugs. “We wanted to make sure you were fully stocked.”

  I laugh. “So give me your best shot.” None of them have given me shit about me moving in with Kat and it’s kind of worrying me.

  “About?”

  “Me falling in love with Katherine. Come on, I can take it.”

  He places his beer on the counter. “I’m not gonna give you any shit.”

  I frown. “I gave you guys a lot of shit.”

  He nods. “But you didn’t understand what we were feeling. Now you do.” He picks up his beer and takes a drink. “I hope you’re as happy as Angel and I are.”

  “Doesn’t that get confusing?” I ask. “Calling her Angel?” Her real name is Samantha. But everyone calls her Sam. Except for Slade, he always calls her Angel.

  “She’s always gonna be my angel.”

  I sit down my beer when I feel my phone go off. I look at it to see a text message from Kat.

  Kat: Come in here, please.

  I find it odd that she text me from our bedroom, but I pick up my beer and head back to it. I open the door to find her standing by the bed with a huge pink strap-on around her hips. “What in the fuck are you doing?” I squeal as I slam the door shut.

  “You tell me.” She smiles brightly. “I found this in that box.” She points down to the box that she had taken from Slade.

  I slap a hand over my face. “They did that on purpose. When I met up with all of them in Vegas, one night we had this conversation about how Slade hadn’t fucked Sam in the ass,” I explain, and she raises an eyebrow as if to question what does their sex life have to do with me having a strap-on.

  “I don’t mind a little anal play on myself,” I say with confidence, just giving them shit.

  Slade slams his drink down on the table. “Fuck, Parker.” He closes his eyes.

  “What the fuck, man?” Josh says shaking his head.

  “What?” I ask trying to keep my face serious. I’m totally grossing them out.

  Micah shakes his head quickly with his hands over his eyes. He’s laughing so hard he has tears running down his face.

  I look at Tate. “Help me out.”

  Tate snorts trying to hold in his laughter. “You’re on your own, Parker. I’m with Holly on this one. Nothing is going near my ass.” That statement just makes Micah laugh even harder.

  “But…” I say trying to think of what to say because in all honestly no bitch has ever gone near my ass before. “The prostate…”

  Slade burst out laughing. “Keep telling yourself that, Parker,” he says picking his drink back up.

  I never got to explain it to them, either. So for my birthday last year, I got a strap-on. It wasn’t funny. I thought I had thrown the damn thing away. Apparently they had kept it. Bitches.

  “Come on, big boy,” Kat says getting my attention. She reaches down and strokes the long pink shaft. “Come take it from momma.”

  I walk over to her and take it off as fast as I can. I grab her by the hair and bring her lips up to mine. “You wanna stroke something? Stroke my cock.”

  Her hands reach for my jeans as she smiles. “Yes, sir.”

  “Fuck, don’t tease me,” I warn. We don’t have time to get the cuffs and vibrator out. I can still hear everyone in the house helping bring the stuff inside from the vehicles. What we did this morning was fucking amazing. I love that she allowed me to have my way with her. The marks are still on her wrists for all to see and that turns me on just thinking about it. I love that she’s a strong enough woman to give me the control. That she trusts me enough to use her body as I see fit. And I fucking used it, all right. Like always, she not only blew my cock but my mind as well.

  My jeans fall to my ankles and she reaches inside of my boxers and pulls my soft cock out. She drops to her knees and looks up at me. “Baiser ma bouche,” she demands, and my cock instantly hardens.

  “What did you say?” I ask needing to know.

  She smiles. “Fuck my mouth.”

  I smirk. “Don’t mind if I do.”

  *****

  Ten minutes later, I’m pulling up my jeans and walking out of our bedroom. “Where the hell have you been?” Courtney asks as she places one of their twin boys on a blanket that she had placed on the floor. As soon as she sits him down, he stands and runs off. I laugh as she follows after him.

  “Okay. Who wants to eat?” Kat calls out as she walks past me and into the kitchen.

  “How can you be hungry? I just fed you.” I joke about the blow job she just gave me in the bedroom.

  “Parker.” Sam reaches over and slaps me on the chest as she stands beside me.

  “What?” I ask with a laugh.

  “Hey, let him go. At least he’s getting some,” Josh says sitting on the couch and tipping back his beer.

  “I heard that,” Courtney yells from another room.

  “Sorry, dear,” he calls out and then looks up at me with a smile. I can’t imagine what their life must be like. They have twin boys under the age two. And she wants more. God help Josh if she gets her way.

  We all make it into the kitchen and sit down at the dinner table. I look over to the glass door that leads to the back door and see Boner scratching the hell of it as Puss Puss sits in front of it.

  “Your dog’s gonna eat my pussy,” I announce to Kat.

  She smiles as she places a plate of mashed potatoes on the table. “Your pussy is gonna be just fine. They just need some time to adjust.”

  I take a better look at Puss Puss then look at Tate. “Have you been feeding her?”

  “No.” Missy gives him a side glare.

  “He’s lying. Yesterday I found them lying on the couch both eating cheese puffs.”

  “Tate!” She’s supposed to be on a diet.

  “What? We were hungry.” He then reaches out in front of him and grabs a spoonful of mashed potatoes then holds them down to the floor. Puss Puss waddles her way over to him and starts to lick it off.

  “Tate,” Missy snaps and he sighs. “They have become quite close.” She informs me of the obvious.

  Kat sets another dish down on the table and then sits down beside me. I throw my arm over her shoulders. “I wanna give an announcement.”

  All the girls sigh heavily and Sam even rolls her eyes. “What?” I ask her.

  “Is this gonna be like your best man’s speech at our wedding.” Then she looks over at Kat. “He wasn’t even the best man.”

  “I know I’m not the best man.” I roll my eyes as I stand in front of everyone as my best friend and his now wife sits before me dressed a tux and wedding gown, “but I have something to say.”

  “This’ll be good,” Tate mumbles.

  “I heard that,” I say looking down at him for a quick second. “I met Slade when I was in middle school,” I inform those who don’t know. “Me, Slade, Micah, and Josh were all pretty close up until graduation. Then we all went our separate ways for college.” I look down at Sam, and she sucks in a deep breath. “I guess I thought that we would be the bachelor brothers we always swore to be,” I sigh, “but what do you really know when you’re sixteen?” I shrug, obviously nothing. “I know I give you a hard time, Sam, but that’s all it is, a hard time. You are the best thing to
ever happen to my friend. And for that, I thank you.” I smile and she returns it. “But,” I pause, make them guess what I have to say next. “I will bet you right here and now that I will never find a demanding pussy who can tie me down.”

  I watch as Vivian, Slade’s mother, spits out her wine when I say pussy. Sam lets out a little laugh then looks up at me and smiles. “You’re on,” she says, lifting her glass toward me.

  “Anyway,” I say looking at all those same great friends who sit around me and I realize how much I didn’t understand about love. “I just want to say thank you. Thank you for putting up with all of my shit and thank you for being the best friends a guy could ask for.” We lift our beer and take a sip as everyone cheers.

  “Why are you drinking water?” Courtney asks Missy.

  “Oh, uh, I hate beer.” She stumbles over her words.

  “Would you like some wine?” Kat asks already getting up. I grab her arm and shake my head as I pull her back down into her seat. “What?” she questions my action.

  “Well, since we’re sharing,” Tate says as he wipes his mouth. “Missy and I are expecting.”

  All the girls gasp and Holly starts crying, she’s so excited, or it could be her hormones since she is about to pop herself.

  “Did you know?” Kat asks looking over to me.

  “Yes.” I reach for my beer but stop when everyone stares at me. “What?”

  “Why are you always the first one to know?” Sam asks as if this is a big mystery.

  “Because I can keep a secret,” I say truthfully and she gasps in a dramatic way that it makes me laugh.

  We all congratulate Missy and Tate on their child and I start stuffing my mouth full of the great food that my girlfriend has made for all of us. Somehow between dinner and dessert we get on the topic of sex. I don’t how or who brought it up, but the women are talking about it.

  “I put Parker’s strap-on on earlier,” Kat announces and I spit out my beer.

  “Babe?” I say as everyone burst out laughing.