Dropkick My Heart: Powerhouse M.A. Series

by Winter Travers

  “I wasn’t lying when I said I need to be inside you. I couldn’t think of anything but you and your sweet pussy all through classes this afternoon.”

  My breath hitched at his words, and I licked my lips.

  “Stop doing that, or I’ll fuck you right here against the wall.”

  I buried my face in his neck and inhaled his scent. “You smell good,” I mumbled.

  “Fuck me,” he muttered as he opened the door to the bathroom.

  “Keep going.”

  “I plan on it, Cookie, as soon as I find your damn bed.” He slammed the door and stalked down the hallway.

  I giggled and pressed a kiss to his neck. “I meant to keep going down the hallway.”

  He opened the door to the guest bedroom and tossed me on the single bed in the corner. “We’re gonna have to get you a bigger bed.”

  I shook my head and sat up. “No need to. We’re in the guest bedroom.”

  Kellan looked around. “Well, we can break this bed in first.” He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it on the floor. “Clothes off, now,” he ordered as he unzipped his pants and pulled them down his legs.

  I scrambled to pull my tank top off, and shimmied my pants down my legs. His eyes were on me as I reached around and unhooked my bra. “Stop,” he commanded.

  My fingers froze on the clasp, and I bit my lip. “Kellan?” I whispered.

  “Do you know how fucking sexy you look right now?”

  I felt more like a twisted pretzel at the moment, but I wasn’t going to argue with the man. “Probably not as sexy as you do.” He was stripped down to his boxers, and was stroking his dick through the thin fabric as he eyes traveled over me. Even though he still had his boxers on, I knew I wasn’t going to be disappointed.

  “Can I move now?”

  “Only if you tell me one thing.”

  I nodded and wondered what he needed to know right now. “Okay,” I whispered. I held my breath and waited.

  **********

  Kellan

  Her back was arched, her breasts thrust at me, waiting.

  “If we do this, you know I’m not going to let you go.”

  She nodded.

  “This is different, Molly. I’ve never felt this way before. I want you to know that after tonight, you’re it. I don’t want anyone else. It’s you.”

  “Did I miss the question?” she whispered.

  “After tonight, I belong to you.”

  Her eyes glassed over, and she sniffled. “I still don’t see a question.” She fidgeted, rubbing her thighs together. “Although I’m completely okay with everything you just said.”

  There was my Molly who said whatever she was thinking. “If I belong to you, then who do you belong to, Molly?” There it was. There was the question I needed an answer to. I was in so deep with Molly, and I needed to know she was right there with me.

  Her arms dropped to her side along with her bra. She shrugged it off and slid off the bed. She grabbed my hand, and I pulled her to me. She rested her hands on my chest and looked up at me. “I belong to you, Kellan. I have since the day you kissed me in the cafe. You had me then, and I didn’t even know you.” She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of my boxers and pulled them down my legs. She kneeled in front of me and ran her hands up my legs. “I belong to you,” she whispered.

  I was speechless when she leaned in, grabbed my rock hard cock with one hand, and cupped my balls with the other. She licked her lips, her eyes connected to mine, and I knew this woman was going to be the final piece to my new life.

  Her hand stroked my cock up and down, her fingers gently rolling my balls. “Was that the right answer?” she asked, her voice husky with desire. Her pink lips were wet, and all I could think about was watching them swallow my dick.

  “Perfect, Cookie,” I growled.

  A seductive smile spread across her lips, and she licked them again. Her pretty pink tongue darted out and swirled around the tip of my dick.

  “Mother fucker,” I gasped.

  Her hand continued to stroke me as she sucked on the tip. She slowly worked my cock down her throat with small moans. She was enjoying this as much as I was.

  I threaded my fingers through her hair and guided my dick in and out of her sweet mouth. She looked up, her eyes meeting mine. “You’re mine,” I growled.

  Her eyes flared, and she took me in as she relaxed her throat, and I reached a whole new level of belonging to Molly.

  Her hand twisted and teased my balls, while her mouth devoured me. I felt the telltale tightening in my balls, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I would empty my load down her sweet throat.

  I pulled out, her hand released my balls, and I hooked my hands under her arms. I hoisted her completely off the floor and tossed her back on the bed. “Your sweet pussy is going to make me cum the first time, Molly. Next time, it’ll be your mouth.” I grabbed my jeans off the floor and grabbed one of the five condoms I had brought. I had big plans for Molly tonight.

  “Panties off.” I ripped the corner of the condom off with my teeth and watched her scramble to comply with my demand. “No ponies on these ones?” I asked as I grabbed them mid-air as she tossed them. They were lime green with tiny black hearts all over them.

  She blushed and shook her head. “I thought we agreed to never talk about the ponies again?”

  I rolled the condom on and moved to the edge of the bed. “I have a whole new level of respect for My Little Pony after seeing them on your sweet pussy.”

  She rubbed her legs together, and sat up, leaning back on her arms. “Kellan,” she whined. “Please.”

  I put one knee on the bed and crawled up her body. “That’s all you have to say, baby, and you’ll have me.” I pushed her legs open and nestled my cock between her thighs.

  Her arms wrapped around me, and she dug her heels into the bed. My hand parted the lips of her pussy—her wetness greeting me. “I haven’t even touched you, and you’re ready for me.”

  She arched her back, pressing her tits into me. “I liked tasting you,” she whispered.

  My inner caveman beat on his chest, and I slammed my mouth down on Molly’s lips. This woman was mine, and I wasn’t going to give her up for anything. My fingers flicked her clit, and her legs fell wide open as her tongue thrust in and out of my mouth.

  I grabbed my dick, rubbing the tip up and down her wet pussy. “I need you, Molly,” I growled.

  “Then take me,” she gasped.

  I thrust into her, her mouth dropped open, and a groan ripped from my lips. “Fuuuck.”

  She wrapped her legs around me, hooking her heels behind my back, and her nails dug into my shoulder blades. I slowly pulled out, her pussy tightening around me on my withdrawal. “So mother fucking tight,” I swore as I plunged back in.

  “Oh, my God,” she moaned. Her head was tossed back, and her eyes were clamped shut. That look of pure ecstasy was because of me. I was doing that to her, and I was going to be the only one to give that to her for the rest of my life.

  I buried my face in her neck, sinking into her as deep as I could. I could die tomorrow, and I would be the luckiest damn man in the world. Her scent enveloped me, and I tasted her neck, running my tongue to her ear. I thrust in and out, her vise-like pussy squeezing and milking me. “Make me cum, Molly. Take me.”

  She tilted her hips, my dick driving even further into her. “Please, Kellan. Please make me yours,” she pleaded.

  “So fucking perfect,” I growled as my hips pounded into her.

  She chanted my name, “Kellan, Kellan…”

  I reached down, flicked her clit, and she fell apart in my arms. Her mouth dropped open, as she screamed my name, her pussy clamping down on me.

  “Give it to me, Molly,” I grunted. I buried my face in her hair as I pumped my hips.

  “Kellan,” she gasped. Her pussy milked me, grabbing hold, and refusing to let go.

  “Mine!” My load released as she ran her hands over my back, and I fu
riously thrust, giving her everything I had. I collapsed on top of her, unable to hold myself up anymore.

  We were both panting, our breathing labored, and my heart was beating out of my chest. “Holy shit.”

  “You can say that again,” Molly muttered.

  “Holy shit.”

  Her body shook beneath me, and I looked up to see a huge grin on her face. “If I wasn't so worn out, I’d be concerned by the fact that you’re laughing while my dick is inside you.”

  Her hands trailed circles on my back, and she pressed a kiss to the top of my head. “Didn’t mean to bruise your ego.”

  I closed my eyes and hummed. I could have been hit by a truck at this point, and I wouldn’t have cared. My ego could take the hit after the best sex of my life. “I’m a big boy. I’ll make you pay for that later.”

  She combed her fingers through my hair. “How soon is later?”

  I tilted my head back and opened my eyes. She was looking down at me, and I knew if she looked at me for the rest of my life, I would be one lucky guy. “Dinner, and then payback?”

  “Can we order in?”

  I rolled off her and tucked her into my side. “Yeah. You’re not allowed clothes for the rest of the night, so takeout would be best.”

  “And next time, you think we can make it to my bed? It’s only one more door down.”

  I reached behind me and nodded. “Yeah. I’m half an inch away from falling off this damn thing.”

  She giggled and wrapped her arms around me, pulling me further onto the bed. “I tried to warn you.”

  I hooked my leg over her hips, and she tilted her head back. “Is this where you tell me I never listen to you?”

  She shook her head and buried her face in my chest. “No, because I’m pretty sure I couldn’t have made it another step without having you inside me.”

  I slapped her ass, and she shrieked. “Get up, Cookie. I need to eat, and then I need to fuck you at least three more times tonight.”

  “Three?” she gasped.

  I sat up, taking her with me. “Yup. You might want to get used to it. I don’t see me ever getting enough of your sweet pussy.” I pulled the used condom off and tossed it in the trash.

  She blushed and slid off the bed. “I doubt that.” She reached for her panties on the floor, and I grabbed her around the waist. “Kellan,” she protested as I spun her around and pulled her into my lap.

  “What happened?” I asked.

  She looked around, everywhere but me. “I’m pretty sure we just had sex, Kellan.”

  “Yeah, we sure fucking did. I’m talking what just happened now.” She put her hands on my chest and tried to pull away. “Your ass stays in my lap until you tell me what’s going through that pretty head.”

  She rolled her eyes. “I don’t need to you say things that aren’t true, Kellan.” Her eyes teared up, and she looked to the side.

  I hooked my finger under her chin. “Cookie, I don’t know what you are talking about. I haven’t said anything that’s a lie.”

  She scoffed and sniffled. A tear streaked down her cheek, and I wiped it away. “You’ll never get enough of me?”

  “That’s what I said.”

  She shook her head, and more tears ran down her cheeks. “I’m so stupid,” she mumbled. She pushed against my chest, trying to get away from me. I loosened my arms, and she scrambled off my lap.

  I stood up and watched her rush to grab her clothes off the floor. “Molly, what is going on?” I snatched her panties out of her hand and held them behind my back.

  “Kellan! Give me my panties!” she demanded.

  “Not until you tell me what is going through your head. We just had the most amazing sex, and I was hoping for at least a couple more rounds tonight, but you’re acting like I just told you to go to hell.”

  She threw her hands in the air. “This isn’t going to work, Kellan. You and I are not two people who should be together. I’m all geeky, and awkward, while you’re all…well…you’re all macho, hot, sexiness.”

  I cleared my throat, trying not to laugh. That was the first time I had ever been called that. I grabbed her arm and pulled her to me. “We obviously need to get some shit straight.”

  “There is nothing to get straight.”

  I put my finger on her lips and shook my head. “It’s my turn to talk, Molly.” She rolled her eyes but didn’t argue. “Did you hear anything I said while we were having sex?”

  “Yes, I heard you.”

  “But you apparently didn’t believe me.” I dropped her panties on the floor and pulled her into my arms. “Wrap your legs around me.”

  “Kellan, we are not having sex. That isn’t going to fix this.”

  I grabbed her ass and lifted her up. If she wasn’t going to do it herself, then I would make her do it. She squealed as I lifted her, and she wrapped her arms and legs around me. “This isn’t fair.”

  “We’re gonna have sex, Molly. But first, I’m going to tell you exactly what I want, and then you’re going to tell me if you want the same thing. I thought we were on the same page, but I guess I need to be more specific.”

  “Where are we going?” she asked. I walked to the wall and pressed her against it.

  “I’m gonna fuck you against the wall after we talk.”

  “What if I don’t want that after we talk?”

  I looked into her eyes and saw so much uncertainty. “Then I’ve been wrong about you the whole time, but I know that’s not true.”

  “Who I’ve been the whole time is the nerdy coffee chick next door who has no business being with a badass ninja.”

  I couldn’t help it. I busted out laughing and buried my face in her neck. “Badass ninja?”

  Her body tensed, and I tilted my head back to look at her. “Don’t laugh at me,” she whispered.

  I pressed her against the wall with my body and brushed her hair from her face. “Cookie, I’m not laughing at you. You make me fucking happy, and I can’t help but laugh when you call me a ninja. That was a first.”

  “Kellan, you’re gonna get sick of me not thinking before I talk, and making a fool of myself. I mean, what would happen if I would call one of your friends a ninja? They would laugh at me and wonder what you are doing with me.”

  I shook my head. “Nope, I’m pretty sure Dante, Tate, and Roman would all think it would be badass to be called a ninja. Particularly by a smoking hot woman who means it in the best way.”

  Her eyes searched mine, looking for what, I don’t know. “I’m going to embarrass you. I do it daily to myself, so it’s only natural that I’ll do it to you.”

  “You really think I fucking care, Molly? What you think is embarrassing, I see as you being you, and not caring what people think.”

  She tilted her head, and a small smile touched her lips. “You have a very odd way of seeing me, Kellan.”

  “Lock your arms and legs tight around me,” I ordered. She instantly did what I asked, and I knew I was getting through to her. I delved my fingers into her hair and leaned in. “I see you the way the rest of the world sees you. You are the one who has an odd way of seeing yourself.” She shook her head, and I cut her off before she could argue with me. “Dante. Tate. Roman. Gavin.” She quirked an eyebrow at me, but I shook my head. “If I wouldn't have pulled my head out of my ass, and taken you tonight, all four of those sons of bitches would have fought to have you.”

  She scoffed and rolled her eyes. “Now, I think you’re high.”

  I gently pulled her hair and tilted her head back to look me in the eye. “No, I’ve never been so sure of something in my life. You, Molly Rey, are a fucking prize to be won, and I’m the lucky bastard who gets to have you. Not Dante, not Tate, not Roman and sure as fuck, not Gavin. I wasn’t lying, joking, kidding, or making shit up to get in your sweet pussy before. I fucking belong to you now, and you’re not going to be able to get rid of me.”

  A tear streaked down her cheek, and I kissed it away. “Don’t do that, Kellan.”r />
  “Do what?”

  “Don’t make me fall in love with you. You already drop-kicked my heart before, I can’t take it again.”

  A grin spread across my lips. “I drop-kicked your heart? I like the way that sounds.”

  She shook her head and buried her face in my neck. “You hurt me when you walked away before. That was the best analogy I could come up with. I remember when I tried to dropkick, it hurt like a bitch. You made me fall for you, and then you went away.”

  “So, what happens if I make you fall in love with me and I don’t go away?” I wasn’t fucking going anywhere. Hell, I’d move Molly into my fucking house right now if she wouldn’t think I was moving too fast.

  “Then you’re stuck with my awkward ass for the rest of your life because I’m pretty sure falling in love with Kellan Wright is something terminal I would never come back from.”

  “So, our love's terminal?” God damn, Molly was a fucking nut.

  “Can we stop talking about this? I just realized how stupid that sounded.”

  “Only if you let me fuck you against the wall, and you never think we don’t belong together because that shit is just that, shit.”

  She sighed and leaned back. “I thought you had to eat first?” And my sweet, awkward, and sexy as fuck Molly was back.

  “I can fuck you quick, and then we can eat.”

  Her hand snaked between us and grabbed my cock. “I’m sorry,” she whispered.

  “Don’t be sorry, Cookie,” I gritted out. I wasn’t interested in talking when her hand was stroking my cock. “Just know I’m not fucking going anywhere. I’m yours, and you are mine.”

  A sly smile spread across her lips, and she arched her back, pressing her pussy into me. “Okay,” she whispered.

  “Now, can I fuck you?” I asked, my patience running out.

  “Please.”

  I reached down, my hand skimming over her skin, and stroked her pussy with my finger. She guided my cock inside her, and she sank down onto me. “Mother fucking son of a bitch.”

  She moaned and wrapped her arms around my neck. “My thoughts exactly,” she purred.