by Ali Parker
"There's nothing to be scared about if you're with someone who's willing to go slow and take care of you. It's no different than anything else." He lowered himself on top of me and rolled his hips, opening my legs to accommodate his large body. "God you felt good, tasted good, looked so damn good in there. I feel like I'm dreaming."
"Fuck me," I whispered and pulled at his shoulders as he shifted, forcing himself inside of me. It took him a few minutes of working against the tightness of my body, but when he finished tucking himself inside of me, we both let out a long groan.
I cupped his ass and lifted my legs, wanting deep penetration. "You're so fucking big."
"You're just tight, baby. So wicked hot, and tight enough to make me lose my load before we start." He pressed a long kiss to my lips and rocked against me as a fire started in the center of my core and threatened to spread like something out of control.
"Promise me something." He brushed his lips by mine and rocked harder as I started to pant. I was going to come and he hadn't thrusted past his initial entering me.
"Anything."
He took my face in his hand and pressed his nose to mine. "Please. Please don't break me."
"Never." I had no clue what he was referring to, but I’d have offered the moon and the stars to keep him going. I turned my head a little and leaned up, my fingers pressing into his neck as I forced every bit of need and passion into the kiss.
He moaned and arched his back. His thrusts were slow and deep as he worked the desire inside of me until the world exploded into a million pieces. I arched my back and broke the kiss, my eyes opened wide as I screamed loudly.
"That's it pretty girl. Ride that cock until you can't handle any more of it." He fucked me harder, his hands squeezing into my ass, his teeth pressing against my breast. “I’m rolling us over. I wanna watch you fuck me.”
I had no words left as pleasure ripped through the center of my stomach and left my body screaming for more.
He rolled us over and pressed down on my hips, forcing me to take him fully inside of me again. “There you go, Chloe. Rock against me, rub your clit on my skin and create a friction that forces you to work harder, to need more.”
“Shut up,” I mumbled and pressed my hands into his thick chest. My eyes fluttered closed as I let my head drop back and rolled my hips, using every inch of his cock to massage myself.
His thumb brushed by my clit, and the room exploded into a million pieces.
I leaned forward and cried out as I lifted up and worked him hard and fast.
“Damn, baby.” He gripped my shoulders and lifted his hips, meeting me stroke for stroke as my orgasm raged on. “Cover me in it, Chloe. Come hard and cover me in it.”
I cried out again and worked harder, his words driving me into a depravity I hadn’t experienced before.
“My turn.” He flipped us and looped one of his arms under my leg, pulling it up and trapping it between us. Ian pressed his mouth to the side of my neck and sucked hard as he plowed into me rhythmically. The deep pressure left me panting against his thick chest and holding on as best I could.
I’d never been fucked so fully, nor did I expect to have it happen again. I forced back the wayward emotions of us never being anything more than one night and let my pain bleed into loud moans that seemed to only drive him forward faster.
“I’m gonna come, baby. Spread your legs for me.” He moved to his knees as I dropped my knees to the side and reached out, petting the tip of his dick as he pumped the thick member in his tight grip. “Oh shit.”
“Mmmmm let it go.” I pinched his head as he howled and lifted his chin to the ceiling. Hot seed covered my stomach and sex, leaving me far more turned on than I expected to be by it.
He released himself and reached down to brush his fingers through the mess we’d made. “You are without a doubt the hottest woman I’ve ever taken to my bed.”
“Stop talking about your other scores and get down here.” I smiled and pulled him down beside me. “I’ll get us a towel and we’ll get back to being assholes to each other.”
“No, let’s not and just say we did.” He dropped down on the bed, and welcomed me back with open arms as I crawled into the warm sheets and put my back to him.
“Is anal sex really not that big of a deal?” I couldn’t help but ask as I snuggled against his thick chest.
He tucked his semi-erect cock between the curve of my ass and ran his hand down my side as he kissed the back of my shoulder and the side of my neck.
“It’s bliss. You just need a good teacher.” He licked my ear. “That job open too?”
“It could be.” I smiled and closed my eyes, trying hard not to read anything into our sex other than a night of passion between two horny people.
Sex. It was just sex.
Chapter 20
Ian
I woke the next morning, grateful for not having dreamt of Amanda once again. Something about having Chloe in my life left that part of me at peace. Maybe it was the hope I had for offering her healing and restoration where I’d failed Mandy so damn bad all those years before.
Chloe wasn't in the bed next to me and for some reason panic rolled over me. I sat up and the scent of breakfast wafted through the open door. Letting out a long sigh, I flopped back down in the bed, fear threatening to undo the peace that our sex had produced deep inside of me.
"Ian?" Chloe's voice was soft and I closed my eyes, pretending to still be asleep. "Time to get up. I made you breakfast and I wanted to spend the day doing something fun seeing that we’re getting along a little. You know, before we have to drive up to L.A."
"Hmmm?" I rolled over and opened my eyes quickly, reaching out and grabbing her as she yelped in surprise. Fuck if she wasn't incredibly cute in the morning. I rolled and trapped her beneath me.
"You ass." She slapped at me, but I just pressed against her harder. The silky material of her nightie forcing me to reconsider our plans.
"You liked that ass last night,” I teased her and got up. I needed to keep my hands to myself. Our situation was a little off the beaten path, and I wasn’t at all sure where to go with things after spending half the night buried inside of her.
She sat up and stood beside me before placing her hands on her hips. "Get up and let's eat so we can get moving. My father is going to be at the event today, and he’s a stickler on time. If I show up late, you can almost bet I’ll hear about it all damn day."
I nodded and licked at my lips. All she had on was a silky pink tank top and lace panties. Those damn panties had almost given me a heart attack earlier in the week when the little tart had pranced across the living room in them like I was an old girl friend from high school lounging on the couch. Everything inside of me screamed to reach out and take her back down to the bed for a morning romp in the sheets, but she wasn’t my girl, and we hadn’t at all defined our relationship. I needed to chill.
I got up and slipped my jeans over my legs and carefully tucked my arousal into them. It was going to be a long day of wanting to get her naked again and having to pretend she was nothing more than part of my job. Her father would be watching, and if Pauly was there, he'd want a full rundown of how things went after he’d called me the day before. He was going to get the limited version - at best.
I hated lying. Always had.
"Do I have time for a shower?" I leaned out of the bedroom door and called down to her.
"Get your ass in here and eat or I'm never cooking again."
“So dramatic.” I laughed and walked toward the kitchen. It was a good thing to know. If the food tasted like shit I would simply skip off to the bathroom and save her feelings and my taste buds.
I picked up a piece of bacon, deciding the shower could wait. She was making an effort to do something nice for me. The last thing I wanted to do was offend her and end up back where we started.
That wasn’t happening. Upsetting her was the last thing on my list of things to do. That would ban me from the peace I fel
t in the moment, and the possibility of getting to sink down into her again sometime soon.
Really, really soon.
*
"I'm glad we waited to go to the mall here instead of San Diego. The malls are bigger and more extravagant here." Chloe pointed to the sign near downtown L.A. to show me which exit to take. I hated the city and tried to avoid it at all costs, but seeing that her father, my employer, wanted us there... we were there. I owed Pauly a big ass thank you for getting her car from Coronado for me. Without it, I would have the pretty girl on the back of my bike, which wouldn’t be so bad for me, but she might not like it for the extended ride north.
"Malls suck donkey dick." I turned the radio down and smiled at her as she chuckled. If she could handle my crude humor, we definitely had the possibility of being something more than friends in the future.
More than friends. I was almost sickened by how much I liked entertaining the thought of that. Between the immense passion raging behind her eyes and the way she let me manhandle her in the bed the night before, I could see myself getting lost to her in no time. I’d have to tread lightly in matters of the heart. I was a softy and it wouldn’t take much to change me from cold and unyielding to worshiping her in any way she would let me.
"Well, you might think differently after today." She slid her hand over my thigh and sucked her thick bottom lip into her mouth. My hormones sprang to life at her promises.
"Oh yeah? How so?" I lifted an eyebrow at her and slipped my hand over hers, stopping her from going near my dick. If she started to rub on it, there would be no getting out of the car for a good twenty minutes until I got my imagination to calm the fuck down.
"Ever fuck in a dressing room?"
Her question shattered my thoughts of chastity. I'd be sporting a hard on all damn day.
"Um, no, but I'm an exhibitionist, so anything you want... I'm down." I moved her hand to cup my groin, the sensation of her nails running over me causing me to growl softly. "Tease."
"Teases don't put out." She tugged the hem of her dress up, revealing her naked sex.
I closed my eyes and groaned as we sat at the entrance to the mall. "No panties? Fuck, Chloe. You're going to give me a heart attack and then who's going to protect your body?"
"No one but you, big boy. Remember that." She leaned forward and pointed as I released her hand and turned into the parking lot. "There's one up front."
"That's handicapped you silly girl." I shook my head and moved the small beamer to the back of the lot.
"So?" The innocence in her expression told me that someone had forgotten to teach her basic etiquette when raising her. Odd.
"So, you don't park there. There are consequences for breaking the law and your daddy can't get you out of everything." I pulled into the lot and glanced at her.
"Whatever," she muttered and got out of the car, flashing a little ass cheek at me as she tugged the dress back down. I needed to shut the fuck up. I could help her grow up a little after we got tired of fucking each other all over the city. Until then, I would park on the goddamn roof if she wanted me to.
I got out of the car and locked it before grabbing her hand and pulling her back. She pressed against me, but kept her eyes adverted to the ground. I pushed at her chin a little, leaning down and smiling at her.
"I didn't mean to make it sound like that. I just wanted you to know why you couldn't park up there. Forgive me." I kissed her, not at all put off by having to apologize. We were from different worlds and she was sure to step on my dick before too long too. It was just going to happen.
"It's okay. I guess I didn't realize that there were more spots at the back. I just park wherever I want and my father seems to take care of it if I run into an issue." She shrugged and moved out of my hold.
"Come on. Let's get you something pretty to wear for this weekend. I wanna go out if you’re up for it."
"I’d love to. Where are you taking me?" Her mood lifted quickly and I was grateful.
"Up to Santa Maria. We'll take Pacific Coast Highway in your beamer seeing that it's a convertible."
"Oh, I love it up there. Fresh fish markets and flowers." She smiled as I took her in from head to toe.
Damn boy... you scored big this time. Don't fuck it up and don’t push too hard. Let things happen naturally if at all possible. It’s just sex. Lots of great sex.
We shopped for several hours, the hordes of women around us and the gaggles of girls almost driving me mad, but I kept myself in check. An hour before we needed to go, I warned her that we would have to wrap things up soon.
She poked her head out of the dressing room and smiled. "Come in here and zip this?"
"Yeah. Sure." I moved into the dressing room and stopped short. She didn't have anything but a sheer slip on. Her nipples were hard and screamed for attention, but the smile on her mouth is what threw me over the edge. "Naughty."
She laughed. "Sit down and shut up."
"Ahh... trying to take control again, I see." I moved to the bench and sat down, reaching for her and brushing my hand over the soft curve of her ass. She had to be the most beautiful woman I'd ever laid eyes on. Why she was willing to allow me access to her body was beyond me.
She turned her back to me and arched, leaning down and hovering above me. "Fuck me. I want to feel you inside of me."
I pulled her to sit in my lap and pressed my lips to the side of her neck while forcing her legs open for me with my free hand. "Here's the rule. No making any noises or I'll stop. Got it?"
She nodded, but didn't make a sound.
I reached up and latched onto her breast, squeezing hard as I sucked the soft flesh of her neck into my mouth and sunk two fingers into her wetness. I groaned softly as she stiffened, not at all expecting my stealth attack.
I pushed at her back a little and forced her to lean up against my palm as my fingers laid waste to her tight little pussy. She was trembling by the time she came and when she moaned, I didn't have the ability to force myself to stop from taking her over the edge. She came hard and I had to use every bit of willpower I had not to join her as her tight ass rolled over my erection.
I petted her sloppy wet sex a few times and whispered my thoughts, my voice hoarse and filled with untapped need. "Good girl." Getting up, I pointed to the seat behind her. "Sit down and let me clean up this mess you've made."
I licked my lips and moved to my knees before her as she let out a whimper.
So fucking hot.
Chapter 21
Chloe
My blood still hadn't stopping pumping violently through my veins by the time we reached the campus. Ian kept licking at his fingers or running them by his nose, which just sent me into another frenzy. The night beneath him had been like nothing I had ever experienced, the dressing room so incredibly hot. The few encounters with sex I had before him were incredibly lame if I was comparing.
He parked just outside of my sorority house and I got out of the car, fixing my dress and waiting on him near the back of the car.
"I live up there with a huge group of girls. I fucking hate it. Crowds have never been my thing. Not by a long shot."
“Can’t say I blame you.” He rolled his thick shoulders and eye fucked me as a smirk pulled his lips up.
God, he was beautiful.
He glanced toward the house and I took his hand, squeezing it, and moving in closer to him. His jeans and dark t-shirt made him look like a sexy thug that belonged on a Rolling Stones magazine cover. I wanted more of him, but I felt like I had already pushed a little too much. He didn't seem to mind, but taking it slow would be the key to not looking like the stalker I was feeling like. It was just about lust. Love had no place in whatever was starting between us, and I found myself okay with that… for now. Love was complicated and usually left me out to dry anyway. Giving it the ability to smash me to the ground was something I was happy to avoid.
"Hey." He glanced down at me, his brown eyes searing me. "You know we can't let your father or P
auly know that we slept together. I don't want them pulling me off this job or hiring some other idiot to watch over you just because we slept together last night."
"I know. It’s all good. Nothing to worry about." I released his hand and slipped mine into the pockets of my dress. I had to force myself not to read into his words more than was there. He was being straight forward, and I could appreciate that… sort of.
"Good. Thank you." He leaned down and slid his fingers into my hair, pulling me close for a long probing kiss.
I broke it and licked at my lips. "Of course, now, keep your hands to yourself, or I won’t have to say a word about you fucking me senseless last night. You’ll tell them with your actions alone."
"True dat." He snorted and turned, looking over his shoulder. "Let's get over to the event and I'll check out your pad when we're done. I don't want to be late and have your father searching for us."
"Sounds good." I moved away from the car and glanced back at him. "Can you tell I don't have panties on?"
He shook his head. "No, but thank you for the reminder. You're going to be required to wear panties and sweats when we go out. It kills my concentration to know you're bare beneath that flaunty little dress."
"Panties and sweats would help?" I laughed as he rolled his eyes.
"Point taken."
Pauly walked out from a large group of people and waved, his smile warm.
"I like this guy," Ian muttered and smiled at me as I nodded.
"He's like a second dad to me."
"I think he could be a first one to me."
I started to take his hand, but remembered our situation and pulled back. "I want to know more about that by the way."
"Yeah, sure." Ian extended his hand toward Pauly. "Hey boss."
"Hey guys." Pauly reached out and shook Ian’s hand before pulling me into a side hug. "This guy treating you right?"
"Yeah. He's a great guy." I glanced up at Ian, my smile sincere as my heart throbbed painfully in my chest. I was going to become completely lost to him if I didn’t watch it. He had the power to destroy me, which left me on the edge of being nauseous with worry.