by Jenika Snow
“If you want me,” I whispered, “take me.”
“Fuck. You can’t say that shit, or I’ll come right in my jeans.”
He moved his lips along the shell of my ear, and a shiver worked through me. He groaned and pressed his entire length against me, making me see and feel that he was ready for me.
“No one will ever compare to you.” His tongue continued along the shell of my ear, and I moaned. He pulled away only enough that he had his mouth close to mine once more. “You smell so fucking good,” he growled.
Then his mouth was on mine, and was running his tongue along my bottom lip. I heard his nails dig into the door. I opened my mouth, took his tongue between my lips, and sucked on it. He tasted spicy, yet sweet: salty, yet masculine.
“I don’t want slow,” I moaned.
“Good, because I wasn’t going to give it to you that way.”
Quinn
I was so fucking hard I could have driven nails through steel.
My cock throbbed, and all I wanted to do was lose it with her. A groan left me at the image that thought conjured up. I didn’t break our kiss as I reached between us with one hand and all but tore the button from her pants, ripped the zipper down, and tried to push the material down her legs. Fuck, I needed her naked now.
Isabel was hot and sweet and surrendering herself to me. She knew I needed her, and her body was primed for me. When she put her hands on my chest and pushed me away, taking a step back was a really hard fucking thing to do. But she wasn’t stopping this, I could tell. No, we were just getting started.
Isabel removed her pants, shirt, and her bra in record time; I reached down and palmed my cock through my jeans. I all but ripped my button off, pulled the zipper down, and got out of my jeans. Maybe I should have showered first, but the thought of having her like this, dirty and raw, turned me the fuck on.
I slipped my thumbs under the edge of her panties and pushed them down her legs. Fuck, the material was soaking wet, and it was all because of me.
I could have come just listening to her rapid breathing, because I knew she was panting like that because she was so turned on.
I looked down at her pussy. That trimmed triangle of hair covering her cunt drove me wild, and I made this low sound of need. Possessive need slammed into me, and I knew this would be a fast, hard fuck.
I looked at her tits, those perfect C-cups that had pre-cum slipping out of the slit on my cock. I could imagine my cum all over those glorious globes.
There was a lot of dirty shit I wanted to do to her right now, but before I could even move, she got down on her knees and had my cock in her hand.
“Fuck,” I whispered harshly.
My fucking cock pointed right at her mouth, and fortunately she didn’t tease me, because I didn’t have the control to handle that right now.
She tightened her palm around my shaft, and this strangled noise left me. I slammed my hand on the wall in front of me when she took the head into the hot, wet confines of her suctioning mouth. I couldn’t help closing my eyes as she started to mouth fuck me.
“That’s it, baby. That’s so fucking it.”
She took as much as she could, hollowed out her cheeks, and relaxed her throat.
“Oh. Yeah.”
Isabel made a humming noise around me and I groaned, curling my hand into a fist on the wall, praying I didn’t shoot my load in her mouth. I wanted my cock deep in her cunt when I did that.
And then she deep throated me, and I nearly lost it. The head of my cock nudged the back of her throat, but she didn’t give up. She reached down, took my balls in one hand, and gave them a squeeze that bordered on pain.
“Fucking hell. Yes, Isabel.” I had to stop her or I’d come, and I didn’t want it to end like this. I wanted her coming for me first. I helped her to her feet, grabbed her chin with my hand, and tilted her head back. Then I kissed her until she was clinging to me, as if she couldn’t stand on her own.
I pulled away and looked down at her mouth. Her lips were swollen and red, and a surge of proprietary need slammed into me, knowing I’d made them look like that. I slammed my mouth on hers again.
Moving one of my hands down her back and over the generous mounds of her ass, I groaned when I felt the nice, full weight under my palm. I squeezed the globe and dug my fingers into the warm, soft flesh.
“You’ve got a fucking juicy ass, Isabel.” I licked at the inside of her mouth. I gave her ass cheek a swat and loved when she breathed out roughly. “You like when I have my dick all up in you back here?” She didn’t answer verbally, just nodded. “Yeah, you do.” I kissed her harder. “You like when I’m stretching you, making you feel so full you feel like you might split in two?”
“God, yes, Quinn.”
I growled low in approval.
“Harder,” she breathed, and I squeezed her ass cheek with more force.
“There will be bruises come morning if I go much harder,” I gritted out, wanting to go so fucking hard, but also not wanting to hurt her.
“Good,” she breathed out against my mouth. “You know I want your mark on me.”
Christ.
My girl was a freak, and I fucking loved it.
I was rougher, harder, smacking her ass cheek, digging my fingers into her flesh until she gasped and shook for me.
I ran my tongue over the underside of her jaw, licking her flesh, tasting the salty sweetness that covered her. When I got to her ear, I ran my tongue over the shell, loving how she shivered for me and dug her nails into my biceps. “I want to be inside you right now,” I said on a harsh groan.
“I want you inside me, Quinn.”
Using my other hand, I gripped her behind one knee and lifted her leg up to wrap it around my waist. If she wanted my cock in her, I’d give her every thick, long inch.
I reached between our bodies, took hold of my cock and started rubbing the head of my dick up and down her slit. My cock head was getting nice and wet from her cream, and I had to clench my jaw to try and hold off from shooting my load on her.
Without anymore waiting, I grabbed her ass with my other hand, lifted her slight weight easily, and grunted when she wrapped her other leg around my waist. She was so spread for me, her cunt warm, wet, and my cock right between her folds, absorbing it all.
She dug her heels into the small of my back, and I reached between us to position my dick head at her pussy hole. Burying my face in the crook of her neck, I surged into her body, a harsh bark leaving me at how tight and hot she was.
I’d never get enough of this, never get enough of how good she felt.
I pounded into her, thrusting my cock deep in her, wanting to feel my tip hit her cervix, wanting my cum shooting right up in her and getting her pregnant.
God, the very thought of her big with my baby had me nearly busting a nut right here.
“Oh yeah. Fuck, Isabel.” I pounded into her, knowing I was being too rough but not able to help myself. She held on, licked at my ear, ran her teeth along the flesh, and my whole body shook for her.
Up against the wall sex was hot, but she needed to be in our bed beneath me as I fucked the hell out of her.
Holding her tight and making sure my cock stayed right in her cunt, I turned and made my way toward our room. I kicked the bedroom door open and it slammed against the wall, the picture hanging beside it rattling from the force. I had her in the center of the bed a second later, my body blanketing her, and I started thrusting like a madman. I held her legs open and watched my cock sink in and out of her, her pussy stretched white, the skin pink, soaked.
Sliding my hands down the inside of her thighs. I framed her pussy and placed my thumbs right by her cunt hole. I pulled the skin out slightly, and a moan left her.
“More,” she cried out, her pussy clenching around me.
“You want more?” I ground out.
“Yes,” she said in a rush, her head now tilted back, her eyes closed and her mouth parted.
I placed my thumb on
the hard little nub at the top of her pussy and rubbed the fuck out of it, wanting her coming for me. She writhed on the bed and started lifting her hips to meet my thrusts. The sloppy sound of her wet pussy sucking at my cock filled the room, made me drunk, frenzied. The sweet, musky smell of her pussy rose up like an undercut to my jaw.
God, it was so fucking hot.
“Come on, baby. I want you to come for me.”
“Oh,” she whispered, and her pussy milked my shaft.
And like a good girl, she was coming for me.
The rhythmic pull of her inner muscles milking my dick would have sent me over the edge, but I wasn’t ready to have this end yet. When her tremors subsided, I forced myself to pull out. I wanted my face buried in her cunt, wanted her cream covering my mouth, her juices down my throat. I wanted her to get off with my tongue and lips.
“Get on your belly and pop your ass out for me.”
She was on her belly a second later, and I grabbed her hips and lifted the bottom of her body up. Her cheeks spread, and I saw an unobstructed view of her asshole.
Gorgeous.
Her pussy was spread, too, all juicy looking, all pink and swollen from the fucking I’d given her. I wanted to see my cum slipping out of her and dripping down her inner thighs. I moved lower and onto my belly so my face was right up in her cunt. She smelled so damn good.
“I’m going to devour you.”
I ate her out, licked her from pussy hole to clit, right up her center.
Over and over I did this, sucking at her like she was an ice cream cone. I shoved my tongue into her cunt and fucked her with the muscle, feeling her clench around me. She started grinding herself on my mouth, breathing hard and sounding sexy as hell.
“That’s it. Fuck yourself on me.”
“Yes. God, Quinn.” Her words were muffled against the bed, but I didn’t stop licking her to answer. I flattened my tongue and moved it to her clit, sucking that hard little nub in my mouth. I loved the wet suctioning sound that filled my head, and I got off on the way she thrust herself back at me.
I started dry humping the fuck out of the mattress, trying to ease the ache in my shaft and balls. I wanted to see her get off for me, so I sucked her clit furiously, humming around it, knowing she was close.
“Come on, Isabel. Come for me,” I murmured against her soaked, hot flesh.
“Oh,” she whispered. She lifted up her ass a little more, and a tremor worked over her entire body as she came for me. Yeah, that’s what I was talking about … her surrender. I loved the way her pussy hole clenched, as if it needed my big cock inside of it.
Finally, when her orgasm faded, I took hold of the root of my cock, stroked the fucker a few times, and stared right at her pussy hole, wanting to be deep in that warmth right now. “Get on your back for me, baby girl.” She obeyed instantly, her tits shaking slightly from the act.
I didn’t waste any time getting between her splayed thighs. I positioned my cockhead at her pussy again and stared into her eyes. Without thinking or talking, I pushed into her, just shoved my cock deep in her body.
“God,” she moaned and closed her eyes.
I was buried in her wet heat, not able to go slow. I needed her like I needed to fucking breathe.
“Fuck me,” she whispered.
“Christ.”
I did just that.
I pounded into her, pulling my cock out before slamming it back in. Her tits bounced from the fierce motion, and I was riveted to the sight. Slowly I lifted my gaze from her tits to her face and felt this low growl leave me at the look of ecstasy on her face.
She opened her eyes and stared at me. “I’m going to come.” She arched her back, her tits thrust out. I leaned down and ran my tongue along the underside of her throat, loving the saltiness on her skin. I felt her pussy clench around my dick, and couldn’t stop from going over the edge.
I was gong to fill her up with my jizz, make it slide out of her when I pulled out.
I wanted the sheets wet underneath her.
I wanted to put so much of my seed in her that tomorrow when she sat down, it would still be coming out of her, making her panties wet.
And then I felt my orgasm approach. It was a tightening in my back, a tingling in my balls. It moved quickly through me, and I fucking let it.
“God, yes.” I rested my face in the crook of her neck and let myself go over the edge just as she cried out in pleasure. And when my orgasm rushed out, my cum filling her, I roared out how much I loved her.
Isabel was mine.
My cum in her, on her skin, was me marking her.
When I couldn’t hold myself up anymore, I rolled off her, not wanting to crush her. But I put my hand right between her thighs, rose up on my elbow, and looked down at her.
“This is mine,” I said and added a little bit of pressure between her thighs. She made the sweetest gasp. I felt her wetness and my cum start sliding out of her. I wanted it in her. I wanted it staying where it belonged. I leaned in close, feeling her breath along my lips. “And when I had my cock in you for the first time, Isabel, that was me owning you.”
She closed her eyes and hummed, and I felt like a bastard for saying this shit to her, but I couldn’t help myself.
“Have I told you how much I like having you all possessive and growly with me?” She opened her eyes and smiled up at me. I leaned down and kissed her.
“I’m glad you like me like this, because with you, I feel pretty fucking territorial.”
She rolled onto her side, curled against me, and I held her. I lifted her hand and looked at the engagement ring I’d given her just last month. I should have proposed long ago, but I wanted to give her time to settle in, to start school, to find her way. But truth is I would have married her as soon as I knew she loved me back all those years ago. I didn’t care if we were young, or if our parents might not have approved.
Isabel was the very reason I breathed.
“I should shower, baby.” I pulled away, knowing she probably didn’t like my sweatiness covering her, but she held onto me and snuggled in deeper.
“Just hold me.”
I wrapped my arms around Isabel and did just that. I certainly didn’t deserve her, but I had her, and I was going to make sure she knew exactly how much she meant to me each and every fucking day.
Bonus Epilogue
Quinn
Five years later
She was mine.
Even five years after I moved out to be with her, finished school, and had known this girl since we were both ten years old, my love for her had only grown tenfold.
I’d die without her.
I’d kill for her.
I’d even walk through hell if it would put a smile on her face.
And knowing that she carried my baby, that she was my wife, had the possessive and territorial side of me so fucking off the chain it was insane.
She didn’t know I watched her as she rubbed lotion on her belly, but I found it so damn beautiful. She was only five months pregnant, and because she’d always been on the svelte side, her belly was really showing. Pride filled me that my child, my little girl, was growing inside of the woman I loved.
“Are you just going to watch me, or maybe come over here and put some of this on my feet?” She lifted the lotion bottle and gave me this sad look.
I grinned, knowing she would know I was there, even if I had thought I was being sneaky.
“Baby, you know I’d do anything for you.”
She smiled at me, and fuck, did that make my heart beat faster.
“I know. You’re so good to me,” she said softly, the love in her voice evident.
I sat next to her and lifted her feet up and placed her legs over mine. “You deserve only the best, Isabel.”
“I have the best, Quinn, because I’m with you.”
God, this woman was going to break my heart in two with the amount of love I had for her. She rested back on the couch and I went to work on massaging her feet. I
just stared at her as she closed her eyes and relaxed. I could have done this all day, because seeing her calm, knowing I was making her feel better, even if it was only rubbing her feet, had this immense pleasure and pride filling me.
“Oh,” she suddenly said, her voice sounding startled.
“What?” I was on alert right away, searching her face. “What’s wrong?”
Isabel placed her hand on her belly and smiled. “She’s kicking a lot right now. She must know you’re close.” She laughed softly. Isabel reached out, grabbed my hand, and placed it on her belly. But I pushed her shirt over the swell of her abdomen, needing skin-on-skin. And then my baby girl started kicking. Joy filled me, and I started rubbing Isabel’s stomach with my palm, loving that our daughter was giving me this gift right now.
“We still haven’t come up with a name,” Isabel said softly.
I shifted on the couch so I was pressed right up against her, and leaned forward so my mouth was by her belly. “I like Isabel Jr.”
She chuckled softly above me, and our daughter kicked inside of her. I smiled, closed my eyes, and leaned down to kiss her on her rounded belly. “For real, baby girl. How about you’re Isabel Jr., named after the woman I love so much it hurts?” I whispered softly. I looked up at my wife … the woman I would give everything I am to. “I love you,” I said, and leaned up to kiss her. I was a possessive bastard when it came to Isabel, and I knew once this baby came that would go through the roof.
She smiled softly. “And I love you.”
I took her hand and kissed her wedding ring. She was mine, and as barbaric as it seemed to know this ring showed the world she was my woman, I fucking loved that it proved just that. I leaned forward over her belly again and whispered to our baby softly. “Little girl, there isn’t anyone that will mess with you. At least not if they’re smart.” I kissed Isabel’s belly again and the baby kicked. “Because I’ll lay everyone that tries to hurt you to the ground until bodies litter my feet.” I was intense, but I didn’t try and deny any of it.