Wreaking Havoc

by Angel Steel

  I grip onto her hand that’s poking me and hold it still in my grip. “It does when you belong to me, Amelia,” I grit out.

  “Stop saying that,” she grates, pulling at my hold. She pulls out of my grip and steps back.

  “No,” I grit as I stare at her.

  Her chest moves rapidly with each breath she takes. “Look, the reason you’re here is for the book. Now you have it, you can leave,” she says glancing over my shoulder at the door.

  I take a step toward her and stop when her body goes rigid. “I’m not here for the book. I came to apologize about earlier,” I stop speaking as she raises her hand and steps forward.

  “I don’t want to hear anymore, Zane,” she huffs and turns away and starts to walk off.

  “Amelia,” I shout after her, but she continues to walk away. I move quickly after her. Once I’m with her, I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her flush against my body. She kicks back against my shin trying to dislodge me from her. Loosening my grip slightly, I spin her around and pin her to the wall of the hallway, pressing my body harder into hers and raise both her arms above her head and hold them there. She thrashes against me, but I hold on.

  “Stop,” I growl, holding her tightly.

  “No,” she answers as she throws her head forward.

  I lean to the right missing the direct hit of her head and push my body further into hers. She stills the moment my lower body touches hers only for a moment then she’s moving again, pushing me away from her, but I don’t budge.

  “Let me go,” she hisses through her teeth while thrashing in my grasp.

  “No,” I tell her. I grit my teeth as she pushes her exposed stomach out and rubs against the front of my jeans, trying to push me away, but it only makes my cock harder. I need her to listen to what I have to say and there is only one way I know how. Using one hand to hold her hands above her head, I drop the other and grip her chin, holding her head still and wait till her eyes are on mine then I crash my mouth to hers. Her body stills slightly the second my lips touch hers.

  The moment doesn’t last long when she shifts her leg up, but with quick instincts, I turn slightly using my thigh to block the hit, then just as quickly push my thigh between her parted ones and lift her slightly off her feet.

  She gasps, closing her legs around mine, holding it there. Her eyes darken and then slowly begin to drift shut as she slides along my thigh, repositioning herself. A moan slips from her mouth as I wiggle my thigh against her pussy. Her head drops back along the wall, her chest rising rapidly, the shirt pulling tight over her breasts with each deep breath.

  I lick my lips at the sight of her semi-erect nipples poking through the material of the shirt. I lower my hand from her chin and grip her hip and slowly start to rock her along my thigh. She lifts her leg up and hooks it around my waist, pulling me into her body more.

  My cock throbs painfully behind the front of my jeans. It gets worse when she starts to rub her pussy along my shaft, the denim material pulling tightly over my bare dick. I growl low in my throat, and my hand wanders around and up the front of her shirt, pulling it up as I go, until her breasts are uncovered. God they are beautiful. Perfectly round, and incredibly soft. Dipping my head down, I curl my tongue around her nipple, sucking it to attention until it stands out, very erect and swollen. I move over to the other one, wrapping my lips around it and doing the same.

  “Oh,” she moans rocking against me. “Please, I need you inside of me.”

  I slide my hand between our joined bodies and rub along the seam of her shorts rubbing it against her clit. Her body jolts in mine, with each light touch. Sliding down further, I push the material to the side and trace my finger up to her engorged clit.

  “Jesus, you bare under these shorts,” I groan. Her hips buck as I pick up my pace circling her clit. I lean down and take her mouth, fierce and deep. I drop my hold on her hands and rest it beside her head. As soon as I let go, she wraps her arms around my shoulders pulling me in. Entwining my tongue with hers, rubbing over hers, then her lips close around mine and sucks gently.

  Pulling my head back. “Wrap your other leg around me.” I breathe against her lips. She does so straight away, hooking her ankles on my lower back. I wedge myself further between her legs, opening her up more and circle my finger around the front of her shorts at the seam and tear them apart in one single movement. Her hand drops to the front of my jeans and begins to frantically undo the button and then pulls the zipper down and works her delicate hand in behind the material and wraps her hand around my hard length.

  I hiss as her hand wraps around me. My hips jolt forward as she slides her hand down and brings it back up slowly, pulling me closer in. The tip glides between her wet lips and nudges her clit, with each pass. Her heels begin to push my jeans down and over my ass as she slides along me.

  I step back slightly, wrap my hand around my dick and position it at her opening. Her arms grip my shoulders as I start to slide into her depths. Her eyes roll into the back of her head as I thrust up and bury myself completely inside her. I hold myself still, giving her time to adjust to my entrance, once I know she’s all right, I pull back slightly and push forward again. Going deeper with each movement.

  “Oh shit!” she moans loudly, pushing her chest flush against my own as I pin her to the wall with my body and really start to move.

  I pull out slowly, leaving the head of my dick barely inside of her and slam forward, sliding her up the wall. Her breasts bounce up and down in front of my mouth as she rides my length. Wrapping my arm around her waist, I step back, taking her with me and turn around, pushing my back on the wall and bend my knees. “Ride me, baby.”

  Her eyes close, as she slides down the full length of me and back up, her hands gripping my shoulders. Her pace quickens and her cute little mouth forms an ‘O’ as she rides my cock.

  “Fuck,” she pants, clamping around me.

  My hands on her hips, guiding her as I thrust myself deeper inside her, pulling her hips toward me with each movement. I can feel the blood pulsating through my cock, just begging for a release.

  Her arms wrap around the back of my neck and she digs her nails into the back of my shirt as her body tenses. She’s on the verge of coming the way she keeps constricting around my dick. I reach out and cup her breast in my hand, squeezing it as the pressure builds inside of me.

  “Harder, please,” she gasps.

  Growling, I stand straight, and spin us around and slam her back into the wall and pound into her relentlessly. Her sweet moans echo through the room mingling with my own as I fuck her with everything I have.

  “Fuck, I love the feel of you wrapped around me, Hellcat,” I say through clenched teeth. I am close. There’s no way I can hold off for much longer. The way her tight walls milk my cock—it’s fuckin' bliss. I pull out and push back in over and over again.

  “Yes, yes, yes,” she screams out, her hips bucking into me as she comes hard. With one final thrust I groan, the release I feel is both extreme and mind-blowing. I slow my movements until I come to a complete stop and lean my forehead against the wall, trying to catch my breath. My whole body tingles as the effects of the orgasm continues to hit me. She continues to pulse around me, her body completely limp in my hold as I stand up and look down at her. Her head rests back on the wall, eyes closed and a slight smile covering her lips.

  How can I walk away from this? From what we have together? This connection we have?

  I shake my head slightly and lean back. Her eyes open and find mine, a small smile covering her luscious lips. She squeezes my cock still buried in her pussy. I can’t hold the moan that escapes from my mouth as she does this several more times. I rock forward slightly, with her movements.

  My grip tightens on her hips. “Bed,” I grind out. She wraps her arms around my shoulders again and lifts her legs up higher and locks them in position around me. Each step I take slides me deeper into her core. By the time we make it to her room, I unlatch her arms a
nd legs from around my body and slide my cock free and throw her onto the bed.

  “Zane…” she moans while licking her lips as her eyes devour my body. Gripping her ankle, I yank her to the end of the bed and lean down and over her. As soon as my lips are back on hers, she whimpers against them and it sends my dick standing straight up. Our kiss grows deeper and a little rougher. She pulls away and throws her head back. My mouth makes a dive to her neck. I start at the center and work my way to the right side. I lick, kiss and nibble. I work my way over to the left side and do the same. She lifts her head, biting her bottom lip looking into my eyes.

  Keeping my weight on my hand and not taking my eyes from her, I trail light kisses down the center of her chest, stroking my tongue over her skin. Her back arches as my mouth latches around her right nipple, while my other hand plays with the left, pinching, pulling and lightly twisting her left nipple with my fingers.

  Holding her nipple firmly with my lips, I flick over the hard bud back and forth then close my mouth around it and begin sucking and nibbling. Releasing with a pop, I move to the other one and do the same. Before I make my way any further, I get up on my knees, still between her legs, never taking my eyes off her while I take off my shirt and throw it across the room.

  “What do you want, Amelia?” I ask as I lean over her body again.

  “Touch me, please,” she moans, arching into my dick.

  I grind against her as I lean forward and trail kisses down the middle of her chest and slide down the bed as I reach her stomach. Gripping the remaining material of her shorts in my hand I start to pull them down over her hips then down her legs. I stand from the bed dropping them to the floor at my feet. I push my jeans off and wrap my own hand around my cock, gripping it as I stare at the beauty lying in front of me, naked and wet.

  Her hand comes up and circles her left nipple, my mouth waters as her body bows from the bed slightly at her own touch. Her thighs clamp together, rub along one another as she does the same to the other nipple.

  Sliding my hand along my cock, I reach out and grip onto her ankle and slowly pull her to the end of the bed. The tip of her pink tongue sneaks out and slowly glides along her lip as she watches my movement. Dropping her ankle, I state, “Open.”

  Her legs part slightly, enough that I continue to slide my hand up to her knee and push my hand between her legs, widening them further. She grips the sheet in her hand at the side of her body as soon as my thumb skims over her clit. Her hips arch up and into my hand further, pulling my thumb away, I slide down and twirl the tip of my finger around her opening, and moan at how wet she is.

  “Please, Zane,” as soon as the words leave her mouth, I push two of my fingers into her and groan as she constricts around them. She bucks instantly, pussy soaked. Dripping.

  Growling, I remove my hand from around my cock and drop to my knees and take her clit into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue. My fingers devour her, each thrust more than the last. She throws her head back against the pillow, her heels digging into the mattress, pushing her pussy into my mouth more. Gripping her clit between my teeth, I bite down enough that she screams out and clamps her thighs around my head, holding me there.

  I screw my fingers deeper inside her heat as her pussy ripples around me. Her body bows off the bed, her breasts pushing toward the ceiling as I find the knot at the roof of her channel and rub over it, continuously. Her body shudders when I moan around her clit. I twist my wrist and slam forward deep inside of her, as both of her hands come up and cup her breasts, pinching each nipple, pulling at them causing a deep moan to escape from her lips.

  “Yes, right there,” she cries out, pumping her hips with my thrusts. I add more pressure on the hard knot and growl deep in my throat as she convulses, coming in hot, tight waves around my fingers. Her hips continue to roll, her juices glistening between her legs as she arches into every thrust of my fingers.

  I pull both my mouth and fingers from her, then kneel on the bed and lean over her body. I shift between her thighs, holding my weight above her. I hold my cock and nudge at her opening, sliding only the tip into her tight pussy. “Fuck…” I moan. She grips the head of my cock like a vise, raising her hips just right and wrapping her legs around my waist, pulling me forward and burying myself fully inside her.

  I don’t give either of us time to breathe, as I pull back and slam forward, angling my hips up. Her body jerks, as I repeat the action over and over again. Her mouth falls open on a moan, my grip tightening on her hips as I pound relentlessly inside her.

  Needing to be deeper, I suddenly stop moving and kneel up more, her ass now resting on my knees. I un-wrap her legs, hold them apart, and look down and watch as my cock disappears into her pussy.

  Each pull out of her body, my cock glistens with her juices, more and more. I dig my fingers into her flesh as I push back in slowly, enjoying the feeling as she quivers in my hold.

  “I need to feel you cum around my cock, Amelia,” I grouse above her.

  Dropping her left leg, I lean forward, opening her wider, and pick up my pace. The sound of our skin slapping together reverberates in the room, her moans mix with my own as I lunge forward harder and harder.

  “Fuck, yes, Zane,” she shouts digging her nails into my shoulders. I hiss at the slight pain but quickly change to a moan as her walls squeeze around my cock. I know she’s close. Pushing my hand between our bodies, I find her clit and begin massaging my thumb over the hard bud as I continue to plunge forward into her pussy.

  Her body bows off the bed. “Zane,” she cries out, her nails digging in harder into my shoulders as her pussy clenches my cock as she erupts around me. A deep moan falls from my lips as I continue to pump in and out of her.

  I can’t stop myself. I continue to push my body forward, propelling myself into her pussy more and more. The deeper I go, the harder she clamps around me. I grit my teeth feeling my balls pull taut under my cock, her legs find their way around me again, and lock together, pinning me there.

  “Squeeze me,” I grunt out.

  She does as I ask, then she wraps an arm around my shoulder, and pulls herself up and level with me, and rocks her hips with each of my thrusts. Her mouth finds the crevice between my neck and shoulder and slides her tongue over my skin then she bites down, hard.

  I buck under her, driving deeper. I pull back and thrust forward hard and fast. I grip tightly onto her hips as I enter her, in and out, over and over, again and again. “Again,” I growl.

  As soon as her teeth sink into my flesh again, I come. Throwing my head back with a moan as she lets my neck go and sucks over the bite mark, my body jerks several times then she begins to slow her rocking movement down until she stops completely. Enclosing my arm around her, I turn around and fall to the bed, taking her with me. Her legs entwine with mine, her head resting on my chest over my heart as her fingers trail down my arm. I brush my hand down over her back, and lightly trace up and down her spine. Her breathing begins to mellow out, her hand stops moving on my arm and I know she is asleep.

  I roll us over and curl her body into my side as she lays her head on my shoulder. She wiggles in closer to me, and places her leg over my right one and rests her hand over my heart. I lean down and softly kiss the top of her head. As I pull my head back, she mumbles something under her breath.

  Leaning down. “What did you say?” I whisper into her hair.

  She snuggles into me. “I love you, Zane,” she murmurs then a light snore hits my ear.

  I stiffen beside her. How can she love someone like me? She doesn’t even know me! Shit! It shouldn’t have gotten this far with her. I should have kept my distance from her. But I can’t. I can’t for the life of me do that. My heart thumps wildly in my chest. I rise up and look down at her beautiful face. I shift a piece of hair away from her face and rub my thumb along her jaw. Her eyelids flutter then still when I cup her cheek in the palm of my hand.

  My body wants her, my heart does too, but what she feels for me now
would change the minute my mission is finished. That single moment when I tell her I can’t stay, breaking her heart more than I need to. A split second that will end everything between us, and the love she feels now, will turn into hatred. Hatred is easier to deal with when you walk away, but it’s not so easy when it’s from the one you love.

  I roll over in bed and shift closer to where I know Zane will be beside me. When I push my hand further across the bed, the sheets under my hand are cold and he’s not there. Opening my eyes, I scan over the bed and slowly around the room. There’s no sign of him here. Lifting the sheet up and over my body, I move to the side and stand from the edge of the bed and start to walk out of my room, calling his name, “Zane.”

  Complete silence meets my ears. I rush back into my room seeing if he has left a note or something behind telling me where he is or the reason he’s left without waking me, but I find nothing. I even check my phone for any missed calls or unread messages. The only ones I have are from my dad.

  Sliding my thumb across the screen of my phone unlocking it, I search for his name in my contacts and hit dial and listen as it rings in my ear. After several rings, it goes straight to voicemail. Disconnecting the line, I drop on the corner of my bed staring at his name displayed on the screen of my phone. Then I remember what I said the night before.

  ‘I can’t keep loving someone that lies to me.’ My hand slaps over my mouth. Oh, my God! I told him that I loved him. I fall back on the bed, groaning. It wasn’t supposed to slip out like that at all. God, I am so stupid! That would explain why he isn’t here now. I scared him away by saying the ‘L’ word.

  What the hell is wrong with me? Yes, I have strong feelings for him, but I wanted to find out how he felt for me before I said those words. And I, of course, ruin it by telling him how I really feel.

  Why can’t this ever be easy!

  Sitting up, I’m not going to call him again and come across as some love sick puppy. I’ll wait and see how he is when I see him next at work. Dropping the sheet and quickly standing from the bed I make my way to the bathroom. First, I need a shower. Afterward I’ll deal with whatever work throws my way and Zane too.