Smuttily Ever After

by R. S. Owl

  “Yes, yes...I, uh, I...”

  God, she was so close.

  “Ok, baby, don't let up on that clit. I hope your tits are straining against the cotton and making you squirm. In fact, I want you to listen very carefully and do exactly as I say. Keep on that beautiful clit and slip a second finger inside of you.”

  She moaned loudly as she entered another digit to spread herself wider.

  “Oh, yeah, I heard that. You like that, don't you? Ok, baby, keep those fingers pressed tightly inside of you and keep those other fingers on that gorgeous clit of yours and gently turn over on your stomach. Can you do that for me?”

  I could hear her move against the bed and when her breathing started to get heavier, I knew the pressure on her tits was helping her along.

  “Oh, my girl likes it on top, doesn't she?”

  “Oh, God, yes, yes. This is so good. I'm going to come. I have to come.”

  “When we're together, I'm going to make you wait, but I'm feeling generous. Plus, I can't wait to hear you come, baby. I want you to imagine that I'm underneath you right now and I want you to grind yourself on your fingers like you would grind yourself on my cock. Stretching you. Filling you. That's it. Let me hear you.”

  I was so fucking close. My balls were tight and my cock was as hard as a brick wall. Her whimpers were coming fast and I could hear her breathing becoming more labored.

  “You're so close, baby. Let me know when you're there. I'm dying to come, but I'm waiting on you. Let's do this together. Oh, yeah, that's it. I can hear you. God, your sounds are killing me.”

  “Oh, God, oh, God, I'm coming, Liam. I'm coming...”

  I could hear her breathing catch as she came and I started to shoot thick ropes of cum across my stomach. Oh, God, just listening to her was never going to be enough. I had to be inside her.

  I laid there and listened as her breathing evened out.

  “Wow, I never knew it could be like that. Thank you, Liam.”

  “Oh, angel, I should be thanking you. That was all you, but thank you for trusting me to take you there.”

  I could hear her stretch and take another deep breath and I knew she was on the verge of falling into a deep sleep.

  “Angel, it looks like I'm going to be lucky to get two hours of sleep at this point, so I'm going to wish you very, very sweet dreams.”

  “I'm sorry,” she yawned.

  “Don't be silly, baby. I'd give up any sleep to do that with you again. It was worth every moment. Get some sleep and I'll see you tomorrow, um, well, later today. Sleep well, angel.”

  “Sweet dreams and safe travels,” she sighed and we both hung up the phone.

  I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself up. When I got back to bed, I couldn't help but think how this entire thing was unlike anything I'd ever experienced. I didn't know what I'd done to deserve her, but I wasn't one to question good things in life. I thanked my lucky stars, turned over and fell asleep.

  CHAPTER 7

  Bree

  It was early afternoon on Sunday, and I stood at the corner of Astor and Scott, waiting for Liam. As I turned, I saw him walking up the street with Brutus. My first thought was that I should be embarrassed about last night, but the truth was, I wasn't. I wanted more. More laughs. More butterflies. More Liam.

  I gave a small wave and smiled. As he approached, neither of us said a word. We just kept looking at each other. When he finally stood in front of me, he smiled, put both hands gently on my shoulders and kissed me. His lips were strong and soft, as his hands moved up, stroked my neck and cradled my face. I had never felt anything like it before. Like this was what a kiss was always meant to be. What it was always meant to feel like. I was utterly consumed.

  We both quietly pulled apart and continued to stare at one another.

  “Hi,” he said.

  “Hi,” I breathed.

  “In the interest of being completely honest with you, I wanted to walk and talk and just spend time with you, but seeing you now, if I could do anything, it would be to take you back to my place and just kiss you, hold you for hours. We don’t have to do anything more. I just want to be with you. Only you.”

  I didn’t care if it was crazy to anyone else. I trusted Liam and I wanted to be with him.

  “I want that, too.”

  We held hands and walked Brutus the few blocks back to his condo. As we stood on the elevator, we watched each other silently. It was as if we both knew that we had found something rare and didn’t want words to get in the way.

  He unlocked the door, removed Brutus’ collar and after we kicked off our shoes, I followed him into the living room.

  “I’d like to give you a tour, but is it ok if we put that on hold?” he asked.

  “Absolutely.”

  He took my hand and led me to his bedroom. One wall had floor-to-ceiling windows with a view of Lake Michigan. His bed, two nightstands, a dresser and an Eames lounge chair made up the entirety of the furniture in the room. His bedding was all white.

  He sat on the edge of the bed and held out his hand for me to join him. He then kissed my mouth once. Twice. Three times. His hands softly held my face as his lips explored my eyes, my cheeks and down the curve of my neck.

  “Come here with me,” he said as he pulled away and laid back on the bed. I moved into his arms, our bodies pressed against each other.

  True to his word, he held me as we kissed for hours. When the sun started to set and the room took on an evening glow, we fell into an easy slumber.

  ***

  I awoke to a kiss and Liam’s arms around me. I had no clue what time it was, but the room was dark with the glow of the moon streaming in through the windows.

  “Hi, angel. How'd you sleep?”

  “Mmmm, that was one of the best naps I’ve ever had.”

  I tilted my head up and kissed him, both of our mouths opening to let the other inside. I’d only known him for a week, but I felt like I’d known him forever. And I knew that I’d made up my mind when I agreed to come to his place – I wanted us to be together. To feel him inside me.

  He pulled back and looked me in the eyes.

  “I want this,” I said. “I know we haven’t known each other long, but I want this. I want you.”

  “I feel the same way, Bree.”

  He sat up and pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it to the floor. God, he was beautiful. Lean, muscled perfection that looked like he was carved from stone. He reached out and slowly unbuttoned my top. After he leaned back down and kissed me, he turned over and pulled me on top of him. With my hands in his hair, I straddled him, kissing him. He slipped my shirt off my shoulders, wrapped his hands around my back and released my bra. When we were finally chest to chest, skin to skin, the emotion threatened to overwhelm me.

  “Oh, God, you feel so good, angel,” he said between kisses as his hands massaged my breasts. He sucked one nipple into his mouth, causing me to cry out. “And I love how sensitive your nipples are,” he said as he continued to suck and pull on one, before turning his attention to the other.

  His cock pressed against me and I wanted, needed to touch him. I sat back on his thighs and popped open the button on his jeans. He strained against the zipper as I pulled it down to release him. With his jeans open, I started to rub my hand up and down his length through the cotton of his underwear.

  “Here, let me help you,” he smirked as he sat up. I moved off his lap as he stood and took his jeans off. When he removed his boxer briefs, I couldn't take my eyes off of his thick, long cock. I moved to the edge of the bed and moved up to my knees. He met me there with a kiss and the length of his cock pressed against my belly.

  His hands reached down and unbuttoned my shorts, pushing them along with my panties, down to my knees. I laid back and he pulled them both off, leaving me naked and spread out on his bed.

  “You truly are an angel, aren't you? I don't know what I did to deserve you, Bree.”

  He placed a hand on each of my knee
s and spread my legs wide. Even in the dark, I could see the hunger in his eyes as he stared at my pussy laid open before him. I felt the dip in the bed as he placed one knee between my legs and bent down towards my wet, aching core.

  I felt the first swipe of his hot tongue and arched off the bed.

  “Oh, God, that feels so good,” I moaned.

  “I'm just getting started, baby,” he said as he wrapped his arms under my legs and around my thighs, holding me down as his mouth devoured me. He continued to lick and suck my clit, and when his tongue pushed inside of me, my hips involuntarily pressed further against his mouth. His tongue felt like velvet as he continued to move in and out of me.

  When he released one of my legs and slipped two fingers inside of me, my hips took on a life of their own as I started to fuck his fingers.

  “Please, Liam, I need you inside of me.”

  He pulled back, licked his mouth, moved up to my ear and whispered, “I love how you're aching for me to fill you, but we have all night and I'm going to make you come at least once before I fill that pretty cunt of yours.” His words were driving me wild as his fingers started to slam in and out of me. I planted my feet on the bed and met his hand stroke for stroke.

  “That's it, baby. That's it. Yes. I want to feel you come on my fingers.”

  His fingers curled and every thrust hit me in exactly the right spot. Within moments, I started to come apart. “Oh, God, oh, God...” Words had completely failed me.

  As I started to come down from my high, my hips moved in slow circles with Liam's fingers still inside of me.

  “You're so beautiful when you come,” he said. “Hearing you on the phone last night was one thing, but it could never have prepared me for what it would be like to watch you fall apart in my arms.”

  I had come so hard, I laid there with my legs open and my arms at my side. I felt Liam move from the bed as he opened the nightstand and pulled out a condom.

  “Let me,” I offered.

  He laid on his back beside me and I moved above him. I stroked his rigid cock a few times before opening the condom and rolling it down his length. He rolled me onto my back and hovered above me, looking directly into my eyes. His were dark emerald and filled with passion, but there was something more on his face. Love. He looked at me like he loved me. I knew, because I felt it too.

  As our eyes held each other, he started to fill me with his cock. He stretched my walls as he slowly moved in and out, filling me deeper and deeper, more each time. When he was fully seated and I was stretched more than I ever thought I could be, I wrapped my legs around him and put both hands on his ass, pressing him further against me.

  “Oh, baby, I wish I could be further inside of you too,” he said as he stilled, looking deep into my eyes.

  I didn't even know that was what I wanted, but I did. I wanted to be one with him.

  He kissed me once and began to move again. The pressure and pull as he moved in and out of me was beyond anything I'd ever felt and very soon, he was slamming into me as my hips moved up to meet his every thrust.

  He leaned down and sucked a nipple hard into his mouth, his cock never letting up as he continued to surge into me.

  He then grabbed my legs and rolled over, taking me with him.

  “Ride me, Bree. I know how much you love being on top and I want to watch you move.”

  I loved the feel of his cock pressed inside of me as I moved above him. His hands cupped my breasts and massaged them as I continued to grind myself up and down his length. He reached up with one hand and put his thumb in my mouth. I sucked it between my lips as our eyes continued to devour each other. When he took that thumb and moved it to my clit, I knew I was going to come apart.

  “Oh, God, Liam. Yes, right there.”

  His hips slammed up to meet my downward thrusts, his thumb pressing circles against my clit and his other hand tugging at one nipple. It all became too much. I hauled in a breath and tensed as my body closed tightly around him.

  As I found my release, I could feel Liam join me in the void, pumping his hips as he came inside of me.

  I fell against his chest, spent. As our breathing evened out, I felt like I was floating, his hands slowly caressing my back.

  “I have no words,” I said.

  “There are no words, baby. Let me just hold you. That's all I ever want to do.”

  We'd met only a week ago and had Craigslist, of all things, to thank for bringing us together. I didn't know what the future held, but I had never felt a greater sense of connection and contentment in my entire life.

  EPILOGUE

  Bree

  One year later

  I walked into my office on Monday morning and found Kristina with her back to me, bent over my monitor.

  “What’s going on? Do you need something?” I asked.

  “Nope, nope, all good. I just wanted to check if IT had installed the new software on your computer. All set,” she said as she scurried out the door.

  Odd, I thought. I sat down in my chair and turned to face my computer, realizing she’d left a browser window open. It was on, of all sites, Craigslist.

  The post title read, “Forever Connection.”

  My angel,

  I figured I’d come back to the place where it all began, well, if you skip the whole hairy-beast-mowing-you-down incident. Our love has always been unique, so, as we often say, why stop now?

  You are the most important person in my life. I want to spend every moment with you and when I am with you, I never want it to end. I want to spend a lifetime looking into your beautiful eyes and double checking my texts for grammatical errors.

  Plus, if I’m being really honest, Brutus doesn’t remember a life without you. I might remember mine before you, but I never want to go back to a time before you were mine.

  I love you with everything that I am and I am asking you here, before all of Craigslist, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife? I may have even fallen a little in love with Jack. I like the influence he has on you.

  All my love,

  Liam

  I sat there stunned. I almost wasn’t sure if what I had read was real, but as I turned around to look for I-don’t-know-what, there he was, on one knee, ring in hand.

  “So, what do you say, angel? Marry me?”

  I got up from my chair and slowly walked over to him. I couldn't think. I couldn't speak. I just stood there speechless. Staring down at him, then the ring, my eyes wide and my mouth agape. I couldn't believe this was actually happening.

  “You ok, angel?” He chuckled as he rose and came towards me, lifted his hand to close my mouth and took my hand. “Now, if I didn't know you better, I'd think you were figuring out a way to say no, but I'm going to guess that you're just trying to wrap your brain around this. Am I right?”

  I nodded silently. It was all I could do. Then, without words, I looked him in the eyes and slowly pressed my lips to his. When we finally pulled apart, he continued to hold me in his arms. “Yes,” I whispered in his ear. “Of course, yes.”

  From the beginning, nothing about our relationship had been the norm. I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.

  THE END

  UNEXPECTED

  By

  Sophia Marie

  Obsessed With Romance

  PROLOGUE

  I’m a 28-year-old single mum of two gorgeous and silly girls. I finally have my dream job -which also provides me an escape from my crazy life with twins under 6 years old - a caring family and great friends. Friends so great, they are here in my small, comfy bedroom at 5.45 a.m. on a Saturday morning, full of energy, clapping their hands, jumping on my bed and trying to get me out of it.

  Why, you ask me? I don’t fucking know!

  These two bitches are here, smiling like the Cheshire cat; eyes glistening with mischief. And at the foot of the bed are three; packed suitcases.

  Yes. Three suitcases. What. The. Fucking. Fuck.

  Trying to see a bit more clearl
y, now that my brain and body are no longer in Joe Manganiello’s arms, I come up blank. What are they doing here? We haven’t planned anything and I’m usually on point when it comes to planning. Having one daughter who plays soccer and another one who practices Judo, often on the same day at the same time, can make you very good with schedules. Focus Cee, there are two weirdos looking at you expectantly.

  “Morning bitches, care to tell me what you’re doing here? Who let you in? And did you wake the kids?”

  “Calm down, Sleeping Beauty. First, this is supposed to be a surprise, so we can’t tell you what we’re doing here. Second we have a key, remember? Third, yes the girls are awake, but don’t worry, they’re already gone. Your parents picked them up a few minutes ago. You should have seen them, I don’t know who was more excited, the girls or your parents. Honestly Cee, how did you do it when Yasmin and Zahara were younger? I swear they are louder than an airplane taking off and you didn’t even move when they came in here to kiss you goodbye! Did you even hear them cry when they were babies? Poor girls…”

  Processing all this, I shriek “Whaaat! A surprise? You couldn’t come and surprise me at any other time of the day??? It has to be at 5:45 a.m.? And for the record, I did hear them when they were younger. Now FOR. FUCK’S. SAKE, tell me what the hell is going on.”

  “We’re going on a girls’ weekend!” Joy, always the crazy one, exclaims. “Everything’s set, now get your ass out of the bed and get dressed! We’re leaving in 15 minutes.”

  CHAPTER I

  We’re now in Lena’s car, singing our asses off to some playlist they put together for our weekend. They’ve decided it’s time for me to breathe a little, to enjoy my single status and to have some fun. It’s been too long since… Well, since it happened. And what, better way to live a little than a girls’ weekend?