by Jenika Snow
“Does that feel good, baby girl?”
She nodded.
“Tell me how good it feels. Tell me that the pain feels good, baby.”
“It feels so good, Corbin. The pain makes it better.”
“Yeah, it fucking does.”
They kissed again, and he couldn’t stop the control and dominance that filled him. While having his lips still on hers, he grabbed her shirt, lifting it up and over her head, and tossing it onto the passenger side. He went for her bra next, all but ripping the cotton and elastic. Her breasts spilled free, the big, fleshy mounds having his cock jerk something fierce. He pulled back and looked down so he could get a good look at her tits. He cupped the mounds, running his thumbs along the stiffened tips, his mouth watering for a taste.
Corbin ran his tongue over her right nipple, then did the same to her left. While still licking her nipple he went for the button and fly of her pants, needing them off so he could shove his dick into her tight, hot body.
He all but ripped the button from her pants in his attempt to get them off. It took a little bit of maneuvering and shifting to get her pants off with her on top of him, and them kissing in between. When the pants and panties were gone and she was totally naked for him, he pulled away from her just enough to take hold of her jaw with his hand. He smoothed his thumb over her bottom lip, transfixed over the redness of them, and the swollen wetness from their kissing.
“Suck on my nipples again.” She breathed out those words, and he groaned, not about to deny his woman, and she was his. “It feels so good, Corbin.”
He groaned. “Grind that pussy on me, get your cream all over my dick, baby.” Izabella did what he said, rubbing her cunt back and forth over his dick, her juices coating his shaft with slick, hot wetness.
“I want you so fucking bad.” He murmured against her mouth and leaned down to lick and suck and the skin right below her ear. She smelled sweet, like cookies that just came out of the oven. His cock jerked between them, and she moaned, rubbing herself on him harder.
“You want me inside of you, baby?”
She nodded. “Yes. Now.”
“Grab my dick and put it in your pussy, Izabella.” He was looking at her now, ready for this, needing it like he needed to breathe.
She reached between their bodies and gripped his dick, and he hissed out in pleasure. It felt so fucking good to have her touching him.
“Put me inside of you, baby girl. Do it now before I fucking come.”
She lifted slightly and aligned the head of his cock with her pussy hole, looking in his eyes for long seconds. Finally she started to lower herself on him. But Izabella didn’t go slowly, and instead just sank down his shaft, enveloping all of him in one fluid motion.
They both groaned in pleasure when he was deep in her body, her ass resting on his balls.
“Ride me, Izabella.”
She started to lift up and then slam them back down, over and over again until he knew he’d come fucking hard.
“You aren’t wearing a condom,” she said, but still lifted up and slammed back down on him.
“I’m clean, baby.”
She nodded and moaned.
“But I’m not on the pill. This is risky, Corbin.” Her eyes were shut, and she was riding him like she was ready to get off. Her tits bounced between them, and he knew he should be smart about this, but he wanted her badly.
Fuck.
Of course it was something he should be worried about, but he wanted Izabella in his life.
“I’ll pull out.” Although it wouldn’t change the fact he’d filled her with his cum the other night, marking her as his. “We’ll be careful.” He gripped her waist and lifted his hips in time with hers until the sound of her soaked pussy sucking at his cock filled the interior of the truck.
Fuck, that’s so damn hot.
“God, Corbin. You’re so big, stretching me so much it hurts.”
He grunted. “Yeah, but that hurt feels good, doesn’t it?”
She nodded. “Yes.”
Corbin knew he wouldn’t be able to hold off from coming, not when she felt this good. The sound of a dog barking didn’t have him stopping. Instead, he dug his nails into her hips and pulled her down harder on his cock.
“Someone is walking by,” she whispered out the words.
“Let them watch.” He lifted his hips up fiercely. He looked in the rearview mirror, saw a younger guy walking his dog, but then he stopped when the guy clearly saw the truck moving. Corbin didn’t give a fuck who saw him screwing his woman. He turned his focus back on Izabella, gritting his teeth as his orgasm rushed to the surface.
She was so tight and hot that he was doing everything in his power to make sure he didn’t get off before she did. He needed her to climax, needed her pussy to clench around his cock.
“Bounce on me, baby. Rock that pussy back and forth on my dick.”
When she did just that, her head thrown back in ecstasy, her tits shaking right in front of his face, it took all of his power not to get off. He felt her pussy contract and ripple around his cock, felt her get wetter, and heard her breathy little cries of pleasure right by his ear.
“That’s it, baby, bounce that pussy on my dick.”
She groaned loudly and pressed her pussy all the way down, grinding her clit against the root of his dick.
“Come for me. Get off right now, Izabella.”
Watching her come was an aphrodisiac all on its own, and he could have came just from the sight alone. He didn’t hold back, just buried his face against her chest and lifted his hips in time with hers as he felt his orgasm rush to the surface. But at the last minute he remembered the no condom issue, and grinding his teeth held off until he felt the ripples of her pussy cease. He lifted her off his dick, grabbed himself, and started stroking his cock as he leaned forward and licked at her nipple. His climax tore out of him in hot, thick jets of cum, covering her lower belly.
When his orgasm dimmed and he could breathe again, he pulled her close to his chest before she could move away from him. He held her tightly, and he felt her sag against him.
“That was…”
“Fucking incredible, so damn right, perfection,” he said. He pulled back enough to look in her eyes. “You’re mine, Izabella, and I won’t let you go.”
“Good, because I want that, too.”
He pulled her into his embrace again and just held her. “I shouldn’t have waited so long to make that known, but I’m saying it now.”
She nodded and clutched at him tighter.
He’d never cared about anyone like he did Izabella, and it didn’t matter that he’d waited so long, that it felt like this had rushed up on him. He didn’t care if it was instant, manic, or didn’t make sense to some people. This was what they wanted, and fuck anyone else that tried to tell them differently.
Chapter Twelve
Two weeks later
They had been planning this trip to see Crestin for the last couple of weeks, and with Izabella’s and Corbin’s schedules finally working out, they decided to surprise Crestin. Corbin pulled onto Crestin’s street, one hand on the steering wheel, and the other holding Izabella’s hand.
Over the last two weeks they’d been seeing a lot of each other, and although they knew each other, not only intimately, but also on a deeper level since they’d grown up right next door to each other, there was still a lot Izabella had learned about Corbin. She hoped there was more to learn, because getting to know him on a level she’d never thought would ever happen, was nice, comforting, and made her feel even closer to him.
Over these last fourteen days she’d been worrying about pregnancy, as well, because the truth was they’d had unprotected sex. But her period had come, and a little part of her had been relieved. Having Corbin’s baby was something she’d want in the future, because she saw herself with him for the long haul. But having a baby when they’d just established a relationship wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted them to mutually plan t
o make a baby, to start a family. That had her smiling.
Pushing her thoughts aside, she rested fully back on the seat. “Hopefully she isn’t pissed we just showed up.”
Corbin grinned over at her. “I doubt she’ll be pissed. Surprised? Hell yeah, but I know she’s been wanting us to come down, and telling her over the phone we needed to talk to her about our relationship is something she’s been wanting to do.”
Yeah, Izabella had told Crestin everything about her and Corbin, and although she hadn’t wanted to tell her it over the phone, she couldn’t wait until now to do it. That would have been too long, and her friend needed to know. Although Crestin hadn’t been upset about it, she definitely had sounded a little surprised by Izabella’s admission. Maybe she’d had a feeling about what was going on, or maybe she hadn’t thought it would progress the way it had. Either way Crestin was happy for them.
“I knew something was going on when I say you two last. I’m just glad you two finally found each other after all these years. It’s about time.”
Izabella remembered that conversation, replayed it in her head, and couldn’t help but smile over it. Crestin approved, and Izabella knew she wouldn’t have been able to just walk away from Corbin. She had loved him for years, and now she could be in love with him without worrying anymore. It was a freedom the likes of which she’d never felt, and damn, it was incredible.
****
Corbin held onto Izabella’s hand tighter, and glanced at her. He loved this woman so fucking much his chest hurt just thinking about it. He saw Crestin’s small house up ahead, but there was another car in the driveway.
“I hope we aren’t crashing anything,” Izabella said softly.
Corbin pulled the truth to a stop beside the curb, cut the engine, and even though he had the window slightly cracked, and was a good distance from the house, he heard the sound of shouting.
“What the fuck?” He opened the driver’s side door, but glanced at Izabella before he got out. “Stay here.”
“Hell no. If Crestin is in trouble I’m going in there, too.”
He growled low, but wasn’t going to argue this. He’d just make sure to keep her behind him. Once they were both out of the truck and making their way toward the house, the sound of the shouting grew louder. Without knocking, Corbin opened the front door. Crestin was between the couch and coffee table, her arms crossed, and tears tracking down her cheeks. There was a guy on the opposite side of the coffee table, his face red, and the anger coming from him clear.
“You’re a damn bitch, Crestin. And I’m glad I fucked all those other women.”
Rich. That is that little motherfucker, Rich.
Something snapped inside of Corbin as he listened to this prick talk to his sister like that. Crestin was clearly upset, and even if she’d planned on dumping this asshole anyway, clearly she was hurting. He charged forward, and it was then both Rich and Crestin glanced his way, clearly just now realizing they’d entered.
“What the hell?” Rich said right before Corbin grabbed the front of his shirt and pushed him back up against the wall. He lifted the scrawny fuck off the ground easily, and knew he needed to at least keep his head. He was pissed enough over the cheating aspect, and because Rich had betrayed his twin, but after hearing what Rich had just said, a beast was moving inside of Corbin, rising swiftly to the surface.
“Hey, man, get off me,” Rich said and struggled to get free, but Corbin was bigger than he was, and angry enough it felt like the power of ten men moved through his veins, giving him strength.
“You think you can talk to my sister like that?” he gritted the words out. “You think you can betray her, hurt her, and it’s all good?”
Rich’s eyes widened. “This is between Crestin and me.” Rich stuttered out the words.
“No, when you thought to cut my twin down it became about you and me now.”
Rich was trying in vain to pry Corbin’s hands from his shirt, but this guy was no match for him.
“Corbin, let him go. He’s not worth it, believe me.” Crestin’s voice was behind him, and although he wanted to beat the living shit out of this prick, he didn’t want his sister to see this.
Taking a step closer to Rich, he wasn’t about to walk away … not just yet, though. “I could make it so you limp for the rest of your life.”
“For what?” Rich stuttered again.
“For hurting Crestin.”
Rich shook his head. “You’re crazy. Both of you are.”
“Fuck you, Rich,” Crestin said. “Corbin, let him go. I don’t want him in my house anymore.”
Corbin looked at Rich right in the eyes, baring his teeth, and hoping this little asshole realized how much he’d fucked up. But, he found strength in himself, and let go of Rich. Taking a step back, he still blocked Rich’s way.
“You ever talk to a woman like that, hurt them in the way you did my sister, I’ll personally find you and break your legs.” Corbin took a step back, and with a pinched up expression toward Crestin, as if Rich didn’t know what in the fuck had just happened, he all but hauled ass out of the house. The silence once it was just the three of them filled the living room, and Corbin turned around and looked at Crestin and Izabella. Izabella had her arm around his sister, and he saw Crestin’s tears had dried.
“He’s an asshole.”
Yeah, he really was.
“I doubt he’ll be bothering me again.” Crestin shook her head and chuckled humorlessly. “He was just pissed that he got caught.”
“Crestin, he shouldn’t talk to you like that,” Izabella said.
Crestin looked at Izabella. “I know, and I shouldn’t get upset, because I planned on getting rid of him anyway.”
“But you were upset.” Corbin moved closer to his sister.
“I was upset because he’s a prick. I shouldn’t have let him get to me.” She shrugged.
“What if we hadn’t shown up? How far would he have gone?” Corbin said, his voice rising, his rage coming forward again.
Crestin shook her head. “He’s a pussy, always has been, and him cheating on me cements that.”
“I could have beat his ass for the things he said to you, Crestin.” Corbin clenched his hands at his sides.
“It’s over. Believe me, he won’t bother me again, not if he’s smart.” Crestin exhaled.
“It’s okay.” Izabella gave his sister a hug, and he looked at the two most important women in his life. Crestin pulled back and smiled. “What in the hell are you guys doing here anyway?”
“Surprise?” Izabella said, a little unsure, but then she and Crestin started laughing at the same time.
“We figured it was time to come see you. We worked out our schedules so we could hang out for a little bit.”
“Is that why you asked if I had the weekend off?”
Corbin nodded.
“And we figure we can talk about…” Izabella gestured between herself and him. “You know, about what’s going on. Talking over the phone wasn’t what I wanted from the beginning.”
The girls gave each other hugs again, and he knew that he’d do anything for them. They were what were important in his life, and he’d lay down everything to make sure they were also happy and safe.
****
“So this is all … real? You two, I mean?” Crestin asked, sitting across from them at the kitchen table in her house. They’d been here all day, and with the sun setting, the empty pizza boxes in front of them, and a six-pack of beer already drunk amongst the three of them, this felt like old times.
Izabella looked at Corbin, seeing the relaxed composure he always possessed. “It’s real,” she said, not realizing she’d said the words out loud. Corbin looked at her and smiled, reaching out and cupping the side of her face. It was a very “aw” moment, and Izabella felt her cheeks heat.
“Well, I’m glad you guys got together,” Crestin said.
Izabella glanced at her friend. “You really are?” Although Izabella had spoken to C
restin about this on the phone, actually hearing her say it in person felt so nice. It made this whole thing so much more comfortable. Being with Corbin when Crestin wouldn’t have approved would have been hard, and she would have felt guilty the entire time.
“Of course I’m happy. I knew things were happening between you two the last time I was down, because you both were acting so odd. I had a feeling, but I didn’t know for sure.” Crestin was smiling. “I’m glad he found you, because you’re good for him, Izabella. You won’t make him such a bad boy anymore.”
Corbin grunted, and Izabella had to laugh at that. “I think Corbin will be a bad boy no matter what,” she said.
And that turns me on like nothing else.
She looked at the man she loved, the man she cared about more than she’d ever be able to actually express in words. It was so crazy that things had worked out this way, but she was glad they had, happy she’d talked to him, and they’d ended up here. Taking chances didn’t always work out for the best, but in this instance that little bit of fear, and going out on the ledge, made her life perfect.
Crestin got up to use the restroom, and Izabella looked at Corbin, not able to contain her grin. He leaned forward, held her face in his hands, and before she knew what he was doing he leaned in and kissed her soundly. When he pulled back she was breathless, her lips feeling damp from their kiss, and her pulse racing.
“What was that for?” she said softly. He still had his hands cupping her cheeks, and his focus was trained on her eyes.
“It was for nothing more than the fact I’m so in love with you.” And then he leaned in and kissed her again, as if sealing those words.
Epilogue
One year later
Izabella couldn’t believe a year had already passed, but here she was, staying with Corbin most of the time in his place. Sure, she lived only next door, but actually being here with the man she loved, the bad boy that had changed her life and he wouldn’t ever fully understand how, felt pretty incredible.
She leaned against the doorframe and stared out the front window, seeing him finishing up the work he was doing on his Harley. They’d taken it out many times, and she couldn’t deny she enjoyed the feeling of the wind on her face, of holding onto Corbin as he sped down the road. There was something freeing about being on the back of a motorcycle, the only thing holding her down another person tucked close to her.