by Mj Fields
“Did you rest well?”
“I did, but I want to sleep.”
“Do you think I’m done with you yet?”
I looked up at him and his lip curled up in the corner.
“Yes, I do,” I gasped.
“Do you think you’ll remember that next time you think about taking off, or not calling, or not texting or.”
“Okay I get the point.” I whispered, kissed his neck, and nuzzled closer. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“That’s for me to decide.”
“Oh, Abe,” I yawned.
“Oh what?”
“I really have fallen in love with a beautiful and multi-talented man.”
“Tell me his name. I’ll kill him.” He joked.
I laughed and looked up at him, “Neptune.”
“Lucky bastard.”
“I hope he feels that way.”
“If he doesn’t, I’ll kill him.”
***
Abe had had a lot to drink, so I drove him home.
As soon as I pulled in the driveway, he told me I was staying with him until we figured out my living arrangement.
I didn’t tell him that was my plan all along. I slept, really slept, in his arms, and right now that’s all I wanted to do.
“Shower,” he dropped my keys in the dish on the entry table and kissed my head before taking my hand and leading me up the stairs.
“Shower sounds good.”
We walked in and he began stripping. Then looked at me. “Shirt, Nikki.”
I looked down at his erection standing very tall and proud. “Maybe we should take them separately.”
He laughed, “Hell no, I’m not done with you yet.”
“Oh God.”
“Remember pain and pleasure.”
“How could I forget?” I asked still looking at his dick. “How about I, you know, go down?”
“Not an option, and if you want to keep arguing I could grab the toys.” He lifted the shirt over my head and dropped it on the ground. “Have I told you just how much I love your tits?” He asked as he cupped them and pushed them together. He bent and sucked one harshly, then the next.
“I think they like you too.”
He walked into the large shower and turned on the water, “Get in here, Miss Bassett, or I can start counting punishments and take them out on your ass next time. You wouldn’t believe what I do to pleasure it.”
I walked in and he smiled.
“Not gonna happen, big guy,” I reached down and grabbed ahold of him.
“Mmm, I like that.”
“I’m all about pleasure,” I smiled up at him, he leaned in, bit my lip, and then sucked it.
“I’m all about sensation.” I stroked him faster and he smiled, “I’m getting in tonight, don’t think a hand job is gonna cut it.”
I huffed as he reached up and cupped my breast again.
“You could do them.”
“Pussy,” he whispered against my neck before licking his way down to my boobs.
He sucked each nipple, then kissed up to my neck again and whispered, “I can’t wait to fuck you, Nikki.”
His hand reached around me, cupped my ass and spread me wide. He kissed me again as his erection rubbed against my belly.
He licked the shell of my ear and then whispered, “I love being inside of you, Nikki.”
He squatted down a bit so his dick went between my legs.
“I love being inside of you almost as much as I love making you come, over and over and over again.”
He kissed me. His tongue stroked mine in hard slow movements up and down.
“I love being inside of you as much as I love eating your pussy.”
He turned me around, “Now bend and hold onto the wall so I can see if I love fucking you from behind as much as from the front.”
I did as he asked. When I bent he groaned in approval. “Your ass is a fucking masterpiece and as much as you think you wouldn’t like it, I promise when I fuck it you’ll beg for it again.”
“That’s repulsive.”
“But it makes your pussy wet Nikki.”
He spread me wide, bent over, and kissed down my back. His teeth grazed my ass cheek right before his tongue licked me from front to back. All the way back.
“Nikki I want to try something stay right there and don’t move, not an inch.”
He left, and I stood trying to figure out what it is he was up to. When I heard him return, I quickly resumed the position.
“Remember when I said no is not an option? That I want you to trust me and even if you think you won’t like something you’ll at least try?”
“You’re making me nervous.”
“No, baby.” He rubbed my ass, then I felt him rubbing his dick up and down my slit. “I need in.”
He pushed in, stilled, and held one of my hips. “God you’re tight.”
“You’re huge,” I whispered.
“One would think you were trying to butter me up for something, but I know what I got here,” he pushed in a bit farther, “And it’s well above average.”
“Abe!” I cried out. He slammed into me and stilled.
“I will never get over how fucking good you feel wrapped around me. I’m gonna go easy, nice and slow.”
He pulled almost all the way out and then in.
I whimpered.
“I think we’re a perfect fit, beautiful,” he spread my cheeks and groaned as he pushed in and pulled out slowly. “I need to know just how perfect.”
“Yes,” I moaned.
He stopped and leaned over me forcing himself further in. “I’m not happy that you turned in that article without me seeing it first.”
“I promise you’ll like it.” I moaned as he pulled back.
“I trust you or I wouldn’t be fucking you right now, Nikki. Do you trust me?”
“Yes,” he slammed into me several times and stilled.
“Good, now relax and trust me.”
I felt something cool and then he was massaging my puckered hole.
“Abe?”
“Trust.” He rotated his hips and I moaned. “My pinky is all we’re playing with for now. When I ask you to take a deep breath do it and relax beautiful, I got you.”
He rubbed my back as he moved slowly in and out of me. I felt liquid being spread around my rim. “Fuck, please don’t make me wait too long. Deep breath, beautiful.”
I didn’t move as I felt him pushing in.
“Deep breath, beautiful, I swear you’ll love my cock in your pussy and this too, trust me.”
I took in a deep breath as he pushed into me and stilled when I exhaled.
“Don’t fight it.” He rotated his hips and applied downward pressure—there. “Good girl.”
His voice was low and raspy as he continued his assault on my body. I was surprised when my clit began to throb, to burn, and even more surprised when I felt the knowing feeling of an orgasm building in my belly.
“Oh fuck, yes,” he groaned as he moved in and out of both places, “Fuck, baby, I am gonna come so hard I fear for your safety.”
“What?” I gasped.
“Hang on, Nikki,” he placed a hand on the wall over my head as he thrust in and out of me grunting and hissing.
He sounded like a beast and he was certainly fucking me like one. “Come now, beautiful, I won’t last much longer. Now, goddamn it, Nikki!”
We both yelled out our releases together and he pulled his pinky from inside me.
“Fuck,” he gasped as he held himself up against the wall above of me.
He pushed himself up, grabbed my ass in his hands, and squeezed. Then I felt him scattering soft little kisses all over my butt.
“Until we meet again,” he whispered.
I laughed and he swatted my butt. “This is between me and your ass, you stay out of it.”
“Did you get spanked as a child?”
“You already asked me that.”
He pulled out of me, and
I stood facing him.
“Does it bother you?” He asked as he grabbed body wash and dumped it into his hand.
He stepped towards me and rubbed his hands together.
“You spanking me, or the finger thing?”
“Any of it,” he reached out and grabbed me, “Come over here.”
I stood as he rubbed soap all over my body, taking his time with the parts he liked the most.
“That feels good.”
“And earlier, did that feel good?”
I looked up at him. “I never thought it would.”
“Doesn’t make you a bad person.”
“I swear I would’ve thought it would.”
“Our tastes change, our desires deepen and God willing, we meet someone who wants the same things and experiences in life. Turn around let me have a go at your back.”
“You already had a go back there.”
“And I will again.”
“What makes you so sure about that?”
He turned me, pulled me against him, and whispered from behind me in my ear, “Because you love me.”
He kissed my cheek and then head. “Lean forward, hands on the wall again, please.”
“Abe, I am so tired.”
“I know, but please, and remember I’m all about sensation.”
He started drawing on my back.
“Are you writing on me?”
“Sensation, pay attention, Miss Bassett.”
“I?”
“Yep, next,” he ran his hand back and forth as if he was erasing it.
I felt him spell out “love” and my heartbeat faster, until I felt him draw a D.
He waited for me to speak and I didn’t want to. It hurt a little to think he loved someone before me.
He did the erase thing again and drew a “U.” He erased and did it again. I nodded still not wanting to speak.
I loved you? Until what, what did I do?
He drew a line and a smaller “S” and “T.” I shrugged. I felt tears building and I wanted out.
“Abe, I’m really tired.” I fake yawned and the whole works.
“One word left.”
“Can we do it tomorrow? I really wanna go to sleep.”
“No,” he laughed.
“Abe,” I tried to walk away.
“Nikki, hold up,” he forced me to turn around and I lost it. “Baby, what the hell is wrong?”
He held me against him as I cried.
“Okay, let’s get you to bed.”
He got out, grabbed a towel, and wrapped it around me. “You go climb into bed let me shower off, okay?”
I nodded and wiped my face as he lifted my chin so I was looking up at him.
“We’re good right?”
“Yep.”
Put That Thing Away
Abe
I was scrubbing up as I thought about the fact the first girl who I said “I love you” to broke down crying. How fucked up is that? Pretty damn fucked up. I knew I pushed her hard tonight, but she was begging for it, and I needed to know if she was what I knew she would be, which is perfect for me. Not only did she make my heart do that thing, but she made my cock do it, too.
Yes, I was in love with her, probably from the minute I saw her on the beach, but I didn’t allow myself to realize it then. That was not the mission of my getaway. Not until I was inside her then I aborted mission one and concocted mission two. I was gonna do a long distance thing with her just to test the waters. Yeah right, just to fuck her hard and good enough that she didn’t wanna get it anywhere else. Then she bailed and I was sure I was gonna live the life of a perpetual bachelor, which wasn’t all that bad. Then she shows up again and fuck if she didn’t have “I wanna get fucked by you again” written all over her face. A face that I will admit I beat off to until I saw her again. I had no intention of getting her off again, she didn’t deserve it. But that was out the window when I caught her stalking me. And right now, I was damn glad she did.
I toweled off and headed off to the bedroom.
She was all covered up, and I swear she was fully dressed.
“That’s a lot of clothes for bed, you know,” I said as I got in and pulled her against me.
She sniffed and shook. “You’re a mess, Nikki, come on, talk to me.”
“No, I want to sleep.”
“How is that going to work when you obviously have something going on in your head? Remember how this works. Trust, complete trust.” She didn’t answer me and shit started going bad in my head. “Let me ask you something. You worried about what’s in that article because I swear to God I would like to hear it from you if you are.”
She sprung up and snapped at me, “Are you serious right now? I gave you rave reviews, wrote all about how focused you were. How you held yourself up to very high standards of honesty. Yes, I said honest, what I didn’t say is that you were mean and cruel and hurtful.”
I sat up now, “Excuse me? You could have very easily stopped anything that went on tonight. If, for one second, you didn’t act like you were enjoying yourself, I would have stopped. What the fuck?”
“Sure, I liked it. Hell, I loved it, I even went so far as believing I loved you, but then you pull that shit in the shower.”
“What, the pinky in the ass? I went easy on you, I could’ve —”
“No! I loved you, you son of a bitch. After everything, I trusted you with, you write ‘I loved you’ on my back.” she jumped off the bed. “That was cruel! You know what? I’m out. Screw you.” I started laughing, stood up, and hell yes, I was hard again. The dick wants what the dick wants. Feisty Nikki was hot.
“Put that thing away!” She pointed at my dick.
Now I was rolling.
“Bastard!”
She started for the stairs and I grabbed her, “Say you’re sorry.”
“Fuck you.”
“That’s one.”
“Oh really, one what?”
“Spanking.”
“You are sick, aren’t you?” She started getting really squirmy, and I hoisted her up over my shoulder. I smacked her ass hard right before tossing her onto the bed.
I straddled her, held her arms above her head with one hand, and pulled her shirt up.
“Really, Abe?”
“Sensation, calm down and feel.” I drew a line on her stomach as she squirmed some more. “What did I just draw?”
“I really don’t care. Get off me or so help me God I will bite that, that, very offensive penis.”
“A line represents a number one, Nikki. And what’s this?” I drew an S and a T.
She scowled, “I don’t get it! I just want you to—”
“First. I loved you first. Do you get it now, Nikolette? I. Loved. You. First.”
I got off the bed and fixed the blankets her little outburst caused to get all dicked up. Then I got into bed, lay on my back, and stared up at the ceiling.
I looked over as she glanced at me.
“Trust, Nikki. This doesn’t work without it. Now roll over here kiss me goodnight and get some sleep.”
“You didn’t love me first,” she pouted as she rolled over and rested her head on my chest.
“Now you want to argue?”
“Maybe,” she yawned.
“What do you say we table it until tomorrow?”
“Fine.”
“Fine,” I mimicked her and she gave me a little push.
“Hey, Nikki?”
“Yes, Abe?”
“I love you.”
I felt her shake again and then tears falling on my chest. “I love you, too.”
“Good. Now go to sleep so I can and dream about what it is I wanna do to you for punishment.”
I kissed her head and she wrapped her arms around me tighter.
***
I woke up to the girl I professed my love to blanketing me. I wished I had waited, you know, not done it the way I did. Well maybe I just wished she hadn’t reacted the way she had. I pushed her hard last night, r
eal hard, and for the most part, she took it like a champ. I loved making her come, fuck she looked amazing when she did. She looked amazing when she did anything. I still wished I had waited. I really wished I wasn’t getting wood right now because she’s gonna wake up sore and want to run for the hills.
I looked up at the ceiling trying to will it away and it wasn’t happening.
She was starting to stir. I wondered if I woke her, I hadn’t meant to. Damn. She’ll never want to sleep over again. Not that it mattered I was pretty damn sure I would tie her up if she wanted to leave and I’m also damn sure that thought didn’t help make my dick any softer.
What do men think about when they want to lose a hard on? Seriously, I had no clue, when I woke up like this I would normally just beat off.
Mom, that’s what guys think about, their mothers; that would certainly help bring the evergreen down. Alright, Mom, help me out. Timber.
“What are you thinking about?”
I looked down as she was lifting her head and rubbing her eyes.
“About my mom.”
She glanced down, and sure as shit, I was pitching a tent.
“Okay, let me explain.”
“No, that’s alright I knew you were into some messed up stuff, but—”
“What!”
She started laughing. I flipped her on her back and pinned her, “I was trying to get this to go away.”
“Now why would you do that?” She giggled.
“Trying to let you rest. I can be a gentleman.”
“Yeah right.”
“You think I can’t be?”
“I think you really want to be, bud, but I already know what you’re all about, so I say wave that flag, just let your inner freak fly.”
She was laughing, and damn if she didn’t look even more beautiful today than she did yesterday.
“I’m totally fucked, you know that?”
“I was trying to say it nicely.”
“No, smart ass,” I pushed my hands under her and squeezed her ass, “You are gonna have me wrapped around you little finger and there isn’t a damn thing I am gonna be able to do about it. I like the upper hand and for some reason I don’t need it as much when I’m with you.”
I slid my hands down, grabbed the back of her thighs, and spread her legs.
“I’ve smashed panties in my day, but this is ridiculous.” I slid down under the covers and pulled off her pajama bottoms and underwear.