Stalk Me Please

by C. M. Steele

  He comes to me, stretching his hand out and directing me to the bathtub. I take my clothes and toothbrush and head to his bathroom. It’s, of course, double the size of a master bath, but I try to maintain myself. I’m not a materialistic person, but damn I do enjoy pretty things. He closes the door behind me and mutters something inaudible, but I’m all about my bath. The water is perfectly warm as I sit down in the bubble-filled tub. It’s big enough for both of us and a wicked thought crosses my mind. I brush it off because I’m too exhausted to even cave to my desires. Between the lack of sleep and almost ten hours of work while sporting heels, I’m done.

  Twenty minutes later there’s a knock at the door. “Are you okay in there?”

  “Yes, I’ll hurry.”

  “No, take your time. Just didn’t want you to fall asleep in the tub.”

  “Okay.” I close my eyes and fall back to my thoughts on what’s to come. I can’t believe how easily I’m letting myself fall into his world, his home, and his life. I still ache to taste his lips and be held the way a man holds his woman.

  Chapter 6

  James

  She’s been in there over an hour. I’ve been pacing the bedroom for longer than I care to admit. I didn’t want to knock again, but I haven’t even heard her move. I knock but get no response. Shit. I go in and she’s sleeping with her head above the water. I grab two towels throwing one over each shoulder before reaching for Hailey. She doesn’t startle, instead, she relaxes into my arms. My heart’s racing out of control. She could have drowned in the water. It’s all I can think about. I can’t let this happen again. I set one of the towels on the bed before laying her naked body on it. Damn, I’m instantly hard. I have the woman I fantasize about every single day for the past six months lying on my bed completely naked. I need to remember that she’s sleepy and needs my help, not my dick.

  I take the other towel and rub her down. She moans, then wakes up freaking out for a minute. “What happened?”

  “You’re awake. Good. You fell asleep in the tub.”

  “Oh, my lord. I can’t believe that. I guess a lack of sleep can do that to you. Where are my clothes?” I walk to my drawers and pull out some clothes of mine. I want her to sleep in my things. It’s kind of crazy, but I want her to want me the way I exist for her. I’m fucking obsessed beyond understanding.

  “Here.” I hand her a pair of my boxers and a tee then turn around to give her the privacy she needs. I can tell she’s embarrassed by the pink stain across her face. “I’m going to take a shower. Just rest.” I walk away without waiting for a response. Making my shower quick, I came out to a sleeping Hailey, both towels on the chair, hanging neatly.

  I dry off and slip on some sweat pants then climb into bed beside her. I’m going to be a gentleman and not touch her, but that’s all I can promise or hold myself accountable for. There’s no way we’re going to be sleeping apart. It’s not how I expected our first night together to be as I thought about it for months, but this is fucking nice too.

  I close my eyes, trying to sleep but my cock is hard as hell and not going down. I should have stroked it in the shower, but I didn’t want her to hear me and freak out. With my hands tucked behind my head under my pillow, I think about what tomorrow will bring. While I’m contemplating tomorrow, my sleepy Hailey, rolls over, resting her head on my chest and her leg on mine while her pussy sits on my hip. I feel this unrepentant lust building in me that demands I claim her. I temper it down, wrapping my arms around her, I whisper, “I’m never letting you go.”

  Chapter 7

  Hailey

  I pretended to be sleeping last night when he came from the shower and hot damn, I the man is perfection. I sighed, but he didn’t notice thankfully because I got to look at him even more as he got ready for bed. His broad chest had a light sheen of water droplets scattered around. The dark hair on him matted down and thinning out until it reached his happy trail. Another moan came out, but he just dressed and climbed into bed as if he didn’t hear it.

  A moan escapes my lips as I rub my face on James’s chest and stretch out my lower half. He has a small tuff of hair on his front which I find so sexy.

  “Good morning,” he whispers in a husky sleep-filled voice. A shiver of excitement hits me straight in my chest then runs down to my core. I clench my thighs to hold in that feeling a little longer.

  “Good morning, Mr. Black,” I reply as provocatively as I can.

  With a grunt, he grasps my arms and flips me onto my back. He’s leaning over me, with his arms holding his weight off of me. “I love having you in my bed. One day, you’ll be Mrs. Black, but until then call me James.”

  “You’re cocky,” I tell him, jutting my chin upward as he looks down at me.

  “I’m determined. And I’m going to kiss you.”

  I can only nod once before his mouth comes down on mine. He’s still holding his weight off of me and the kiss stays light, gentle, but I can sense his restraint breaking. Before I can react, he pulls back and hops off the bed.

  “What the hell was that? You call that a kiss?” I complain. He throws me a scowl.

  “I want to feed you first. You didn’t eat last night. Henderson is bringing us breakfast, then I’m going to kiss you everywhere I can. You’re going to come for me while I come deep inside of you.” My mouth hangs open as I rest on my side with my elbow bent and my hand holding up my head. “What? Did you think that’s all I had, woman? I’m holding back because Henderson’s going to be here and if he hears you come, I’ll have to fire his ass.”

  “It was a kiss you act like I was even close to coming.”

  “Baby, you didn’t hear the moans coming from you. If I put my tongue in your mouth I’d bet you’d be fucking coming hard as hell. I’m going to show you in a little bit. Now get your ass up.”

  “Yes, sir,” I say, saluting him before bouncing off the bed. He watches my breasts as they jiggle for him. With a quick lick of his lips, he turns around and walks away. I follow him down to the kitchen where Henderson is just setting everything down on the breakfast nook table. Everything is granite with stainless steel appliances and black cabinets all around. The food smells fabulous and I want all of it, but I’ve got to pretend that I’m civilized. I take small bites and sneak some when he’s not looking.

  “You know. I want you to eat as much as you can. Nibbling like a bird isn’t the woman I know.”

  “How do you know?”

  “The cameras at the shop.” He’s been watching me. I’m trying to wrap my head around it. Then I think about if I did anything embarrassing on camera. Goodness. Wait, most of the cameras are in the front of the store. I don’t eat there. Well, the one day I did. Damn, the man is good. “Don’t be upset, Hailey. I’m obsessed with you plain and simple. From the first time I met you, I wanted to know more.”

  “So you bought the coffee shop.”

  “Yes,” he says with a slight hesitation. I know there’s more but I’m not sure I want to know. It’s not that I’m bothered by him watching me, but that means that I’ve not been careful enough where my mother and her husband are concerned.

  “Have you been following me around?” I ask.

  “No, I haven’t. Although after what I found out this morning maybe it would have been smarter to have you watched.”

  “What did you find out?”

  “I know why you didn’t want to talk about your family when I asked. Did he ever touch you, Hailey?” he asks, brushing his thumb against my cheek. A lone tear falls from my eyes as I think about the danger I almost faced at his hands.

  “He slapped me around a couple of times, but that was it.”

  “You’re lying. I’m not going to be upset with you. The thought of someone hurting you infuriates me to no end.”

  “He tried. I got away from him, but my mother didn’t believe me, and I ran. I haven’t been back since.”

  “Well don’t worry about them anymore. I’m not going to let them come near you for anything. N
ow instead of shedding tears, how about we finish our food and then head to the stores to pick out your new work clothes.”

  “I don’t have a lot of money.”

  “I’m not going to let you pay if you tried.”

  “What am I going to do with you, James?”

  “A lot. But first, eat because I want to taste those lips again, and I need to know that you’ve eaten enough before I do.”

  I start eating because that’s a deal I’m willing to make with this man. I should be running for the hills knowing that he’s been stalking me, but fuck no. If I had the tools I would have stalked his ass first. In fact, all my mind can think of is stalk me, please.

  As soon as I finish, I get up and go wash my hands. When I step out of the bedroom he’s standing right there. “I came for my kiss.”

  “Come and get it, Mr. Black.”

  He growls, then pulls me swiftly to his chest. I hit the hard wall of his body while my core brushes up against his stiffness. This time his mouth comes down on me hard, crushing our lips together. I moan into his mouth, my hands thrusting into his hair, tugging on it. I want more as he lifts me up and carries me over to the bed.

  As soon as my back hits the softness of the covers, I feel his hands snake under my shirt, skimming my sides. His large hands continue to go up, grazing my breasts with my hardened nipples feeling every little bit of electricity from his touch. I toss my head back and arch my chest as he lifts my shirt revealing my breasts to his hungry gaze. He kneels on the bed with his thighs straddling mine, then takes my shirt completely off, sending it somewhere in the room. I’m too focused on him to pay attention to my clothes. I reach forward, rubbing my hands over his strong flexed biceps. “Hailey, keep touching me and I’m going to breed you so damn fast. I’ve got the need to fill you with my baby. You want that, don’t you?” he asks his voice husky and deep.

  “Yes,” I stammer out, my body shivering with need. He lowers his head and captures my mouth again. I cry out because my desire is getting out of hand. He was right, he could make me come with just his mouth on mine. He slides his tongue inside, dancing it around mine.

  Chapter 8

  James

  I’m getting ahead of myself, but my restraint is gone. She’s so deliciously perfect that I have to taste every ounce of her. The sounds she makes are more than I can handle. I step off the bed and grab the hem of the boxers on her, pulling them down. I keep my joggers on because it’s the only thing stopping me from claiming what’s mine. “Fuck. Spread them thighs.” She clenches them, a blush trailing down her body. “Don’t be afraid to show me what’s mine, Hailey. I want to know everything about you. Fuck you don’t want to know how hard I am knowing that you’re at you’re ovulating right now. Your pussy’s ripe for my seed.”

  “What? How? OMG!” she gasps.

  “You had your little calendar marked in your room while you stroked between your thighs in the shower. I told you I’m obsessed with you. Now, show me my pussy,” I demand, nervously she does just that. “You’re mine, Hailey,” I whisper, rubbing her core, pressing my thumb against her clit. And if my intuition is right, I’ll be the only one claiming it, ever. Her pussy is soaked. Her thin dark patch of hair covers her hidden fruit from me, but not for long. On my knees, I placed her thighs on my shoulders, then slowly lick her inner thighs. She giggles then moans as I inch closer to her sweet, wet pussy. I breathe her in, needing to savor her like a fine wine. When I watched her work and smile, I ached to set her on that counter and let her serve while I gave her a reason to smile under the counter. The need to mark my territory led me to this point. Her see-through blouse sent me into a possessive urge to take what belongs to me and mark her with my kid.

  I press my finger into her core, feeling how tight she is as she clenches down. Slowly I thrust one finger in, my thumb caressing her nub, then I run my tongue down her slit, licking her sweet, sticky need. She tenses when my tongue first hit her core then my woman come hard. Letting me taste every drop of her. Growling against her thigh, I bite it. She throws her hands into my hair and pulls me up to her, closing her mouth around mine. With my cock throbbing in my joggers, I’m doing all I can to avoid nutting in them. I release myself from her hold, then slide her up to the center of the bed and spread her thighs out nice and wide for me. She has her lips parted and her head back against the pillows. I creep between her thighs, sliding down my joggers on the way up. My cock is damn near coming already. Beads of my pre-cum coat the tip and start to dribble onto the bed. Stalking up her body, I let my cock press at her entrance as I suck her hard nipple into my mouth.

  “This is your last chance to stop this. Tell me to stop and I will, but once I claim you, there will never be anyone else.”

  “Only you, James,” she says softly, staring up at me while nipping on her bottom lip. She’s so damn stunningly beautiful that I just drink in her beauty without moving an inch.

  “You’re perfect,” I whisper, thrusting my way through her innocence. My eyes connect with hers. I know there’s nothing I could have done to ease the pain of it, but I feel shredded by the tears that well up in her eyes. I freeze in my position and apologize, “I’m sorry.”

  “It’s okay. It only stung for a moment. I think the pain is gone,” she gulps out. I rock a little and feel her walls letting me in some more. I’m only about halfway in and the beast in me wants to be balls deep inside my woman when I come.

  “Is that better?” I ask, moving a little faster this time. She nods. “I need words, Hailey.”

  “Yes, more please.” She throws her legs around my waist locking me tight to her while she slides her hands around my neck and into my hair.

  I smile wider than I ever thought possible. "Hailey, you're mine, and I'm never going to let you go. Fuck you're so tight. I'm never going to get enough of you. Tell me how much you want it."

  "Please don't stop, James. I need you. Oh, my goodness. Please. I don't even know what I need, but I'm so close again," she whimpers.

  "Don't worry, baby. I've got you." I bend down and suck on her tender breasts, pulling her nipple between my teeth and giving it a gentle bite before letting go. My hand slips between us and my thumb strokes her little nub. I'm doing my best to hold on, but I need to come. "Baby, come with me. Give it to me. That's it, sweetheart, squeeze my cock. Fuck yeah," I groan out.

  "James," she cries out; her pussy pulsates around my length, pulling all my cum out of me and deep inside her. I’m nearly blacking out from the experience. I can’t believe what’s just happened. I’ve had unprotected sex with the love of my life. That thought should scare me, but instead, I’m harder than hell. I want to go again, but I can see she’s sleepy. I pull out and her face scrunches up.

  “Sorry.”

  “Wait, I thought it was supposed to go down?” she questions, eyeing my hard as fuck cock that’s covered with our cum mixed with her blood.

  “I thought so too, but the thought of being in you has always gotten me hard, and it seems thinking of you swelling with my baby has the same effect.” I shrug because it’s the way I feel. That’s something I’ll never be able to keep from her. I long for her more than life itself. It’s not healthy and that’s why my parents worried about us. They knew that when we fell it would be just as fast and hard as my father had been except we had my mother’s stubborn streak on top of it. We’re pretty intense in our fields, but when it comes to our women it’s a whole other ballpark. I’d do anything for Hailey. I felt it the first moment I saw her. That genuine good-hearted smile on her face was enough for me to know I’d found my only.

  “Do you want to go again?” she asks. I can see the unsteady look in her eyes. She’s not ready for another round.

  “No, baby. This will go away on its own. You need to rest.” I place a kiss on her lips and pull back before I void everything I just said. “I’ll be right back.” I rush into the bathroom and run a washcloth under the tap, then back out to my woman.

  “What are you doing?�
�� she asks as I sit between her legs.

  “I’m taking care of you. I’ll do anything to take of you.” I press the warm cloth to her core. She scooted a little, assuring me that I made the right decision to hold off. “I’m sorry.”

  “Don’t be sorry. I’m sure that it’s a great thing to have a thing that big.” I turn beet red.

  “Thanks, Hailey.” I stand up and take the towels to the bathroom and come back to lay down with her.

  “This is the life,” I whisper in her ear.

  “I think I could get used to it.”

  “Good, because it’s forever, baby.”

  Chapter 9

  James

  The weekend passed by too quick for me. Luckily, Hailey got to work by my side. Although she would beg to differ about it being called work. Making coffee a couple of times a day didn’t constitute work in her opinion. To appease my woman, I let her help Nancy. She’s been not feeling good since Friday, so this works out for the both of them. Unfortunately, Nancy has a doctor’s appointment, so Hailey will have to go to the business lunch meeting. I’m dreading the idea of letting other men enjoy her company, but since it’s just work I’m sure I can control my jealousy long enough.

  I should have asked her to marry me this weekend. I have a better plan. “Hailey, can I see you in my office?” I call out from the open door.

  “Coming,” she replies.

  “Yes, she will,” I mutter with a chuckle. As soon as she steps through the door, I close it and flip the lock.

  “Oh no, are you going to try and seduce me on the desk?” she asks, running her fingers along the edge of said piece of furniture.

  I smirk and ask, “Was this morning that enjoyable? Already eager for a repeat?”

  “It was enjoyable, but it’s because you locked the door.” She sits her ass on the edge, crossing her legs in that tight, sexy, grey skirt with her palms pressing against the wood and her chest bent forward giving me a delectable view of her cleavage. I can picture my dick pushing through fucking her large tits.