Love Unbound: A Valentine's Day Romance Anthology

by Dee, Cassandra

  Maggie blushed and stepped closer to me, her smile uncertain but flattered. My girl was adorable as fuck.

  “You prepared what I asked for?” I’d called her a half hour ago when Maggie was getting dressed. “A complete wardrobe?” I asked Nori. “Inside out, top to bottom?”

  “Yes, we did.” She stepped back. “Please follow me.”

  I took Maggie’s hand and, for a second she stared hard at me. When Nori was far enough down the hallway, she turned to me with a whisper. “You don’t have to hold my hand here, Evan. I don’t think you have to fool anybody here.” I could hear the pain in her voice, my fault from earlier.

  I held on to her hand.

  At the end of the corridor, after passing several small dressing rooms and another waiting area, Nori stopped and opened a door marked “private.” She opened it and gestured for Maggie to go first.

  Seconds later, a girl who looked Maggie’s age or younger wheeled in two elegant wooden racks filled with different kinds of clothes. Two more girls came in behind her, each carrying two more racks. They each left and came back with jewelry cases, shoe racks, even a bunch of hats that would look good at the Kentucky Derby. These women knew what they were doing. And from experience, they knew what I was willing to spend.

  “Here we are.” Nori pointed Maggie to a large dressing room, probably the size of the walk-in closet of my bedroom, while another girl appeared with a glass of whiskey on the rocks and put it next to an elegant wing back chair.

  “Please make yourself comfortable, Mr. Lincoln.” She turned to Maggie with a reassuring smile and waved her toward the dressing room. “Ms. Lake, come with me.”

  I took a sip of the whiskey and took a seat in the dark leather chair. I was ready for the show.

  Maggie was a gorgeous girl, but the clothes the personal shoppers put on her in made her into a damn fashion model, if you liked your models curvy and brown haired with shy eyes and tits and ass that made your dick hard just by looking at them. Like I did.

  The outfits were phenomenal. The jewelry made her skin and hair glow even more.

  The girls took her to the dressing room and brought her back looking even more gorgeous every time. With each outfit change, my dick got harder and harder. I could feel pre-come dripping from my slit and smearing up my boxer briefs. With a dick this size, my horniness was probably obvious as fuck but I didn’t give a damn.

  Finally, when the last outfit was back on the rack and Maggie stood in front of me in the robe they gave her, her soft cheeks flushed and damp from her quick changes and the praises the girls heaped on her, I couldn’t take it anymore.

  The ice tinkled in my glass when I threw back the last of the whiskey, my third refill.

  Damn, could she be any more perfect?

  I’d brought other girls here before, and they were so caught up in the clothes and the cost of everything that they practically came all over themselves. All their hot and bothered looks were for the sales girl and my black card, not for me.

  But I’d picked them, so that was on me.

  Once the door closed behind the last of the personal shoppers, Maggie turned to me, her eyes big and disbelieving.

  “This is too much stuff! I can’t even believe I ended up trying it all on.”

  “It’s all yours if you want it,” I told her as I got to my feet, crowding close. Fuck, she looked delicious. “Anything. Everything. Including, of course, anything I think would be appropriate for my fiancée.”

  She blinked at me, like she didn’t realize until then how close I was to her.

  “Oh Evan,” was her breathless sigh. “Evan.”

  Her pretty eyes that made me want to promise her anything. Soft pink lips like the pair that glimmered wetly between her legs. Plump shoulders I wanted to grip tight and pull her back on my dick while I fucked her from behind.

  “Try that one on again,” I rasped, jerking my chin.

  “What?” The gloss shimmered on her sexy lips and I can barely stop myself from whipping out my cock and painting her mouth with my pre-cum.

  With my dick thick as my fucking arm in my pants, I went over to the rack and took off the fur coat. It was soft as sin and slid between my fingers like a promise of sex.

  “I want you to try it on,” I said again. “Will you do this for me?”

  Her blush was back, like roses in those soft cheeks. The female shook her head and her shiny brown hair flew over her bare shoulders like a curtain.

  “The coat is too much, Evan.”

  And fuck if the way she said my name didn’t turn me on too. “It’s not necessary at all. We shouldn’t get it,” she finished in a rush.

  I held the jacket up again.

  “I should be the one who gets to say what’s too much, don’t you think, gorgeous?”

  My dick throbbed to the beat of my pulse, thick and heavy. I stepped closer to Maggie with the item of clothing in front of me, the dark mink like a piece of the midnight in my hands.

  “Get naked,” was my harsh growl. “I want to see you in this.”

  Yeah, I told her to do it. But somehow I didn’t expect her to do it, not like that.

  Because she untied the belt of the robe and pushed the white cotton off her shoulders.

  Fuck! She was naked underneath. Her brown eyes challenged me.

  Fuck yeah. With those big eyes of hers, she was practically daring me to fuck her. Did she know I never backed down from a dare?

  Slowly, enough to let me know she was jerking my chain, Maggie picked up the pink lace bra and panty set Nori left for her. The one that made my dick twitch.

  God damn.

  She put the lingerie on as slow as molasses. Tits out. Ass up. Her naked pussy slick with lust. Maggie put one leg into the pink panties, bent over for her big tits to swing my way like a red cape in front of a bull. Her nipples were hard as fuck and just about begging for my mouth. With the panties on and hugging the firm imprint of her clit and her shaved pussy, she finally put on the pink bra and tucked those luscious nipples out of sight.

  Yeah, she put on the bra, but it was impossible. Nothing could contain them. They were lush mountains, sitting perfectly in the pink cups. Tempting as hell.

  “Put on the coat, baby.” My real voice was gone. All I could do was growl at her like a starving animal. Maggie shivered and smiled at me. She stepped closer and turned around so her back was to me.

  One day, I promised myself, I was going to fuck that luscious ass.

  “Put the coat on me, Evan.” How did she manage to sound both innocent and sexy at the same time?

  With my dick threatening to purse out of my pants, I draped the fur coat over he curvy frame.

  “Now those shoes,” I growled.

  When she bent over to put on the black high heels, I almost lost it. I grabbed my balls and held on tight to stop myself from bending her over and marking her up with my cum. She was going to fucking kill me with this. But I was going to die a happy man.

  “Now, walk so I can see you.” I sat back down into the big leather chair and spread my legs to give my hard meat some room.

  The look she threw at me over her shoulder was all sex and seduction. If I hadn’t fucked away her virginity, I’d swear she’d been doing this kinda shit all her adult life. That look of hers went straight to my dick.

  The fur coat only came down to just below her ass. The black sable shimmered in shades of dark against her creamy skin, caressing and mouthwatering.

  Yeah, sweet Maggie. That’s right. Keep walking, pretty girl. Show me what you got.

  From one end of the dressing room to the other, she showed off her sexy curves. Each step she took jiggled her big tits, rippled down her soft stomach, and along her bitable thighs. My dick was hard enough to bust.

  Finally, I had enough.

  “Come here, baby,” I growled.

  She came.

  But she didn’t just walk over. She sashayed over to me like she was on the runway and I was her only audience. Maggie s
topped just in front of me and I could smell the sticky wet of her pussy under the lace panties. My mouth watered to taste.

  She licked her full, pink lips.

  “Where do you want me, Evan?”

  On your knees. Bent over this chair. Ass facing towards the sky.

  Everywhere.

  I couldn’t even think. I wanted her so fucking bad.

  She smiled, shy and bold all at the same time and sank to her knees in front of me.

  “Is this what you want, big guy?”

  But there wasn’t time to reply. Because the female undid my pants and had her hand around my cock before I could say another damn word.

  “Like this, Evan?” came her coy coo.

  The woman stroked me in an even, smooth rhythm. My dick throbbed and dripped all over her fingers.

  “Put me in your mouth, Maggie,” I rasped, involuntarily shoving my hips towards her with every stroke of her hand. “Can you do that for me?”

  “Of course big boy,” she cooed again. But the brunette’s got tricks up her sleeve. Because she bent her head, licked her lips then opened them over my cock. “Like this?” came that throaty murmur. She licked the head of my glans like an ice cream cone, a single kittenish stroke of her tongue. “Like this, Mr. Lincoln?”

  I groaned, head tilting back.

  “Yeah, baby. Just like that.”

  The fur coat opened up over her lingerie and the big tits and thick thighs on display. My eyes ate it up. Tits, hips, mouth on my cock, her big brown eyes dark with lust.

  “Shit, baby. You’re so good. You’re the fucking best.” I gripped the arms of the chair tight while my body went crazy, hips jerking uncontrollably. God, I wanted to fuck into her mouth and pound her throat, but she wasn’t ready for that yet. “Take me into your mouth, Maggie sweet. Just the head though...yeah, that’s it.”

  If this was the way she did in school, I bet she was getting all A’s. She groaned around the head of my wood and her eyes fluttered closed.

  Fuck, she was enjoying this shit almost as much as me. My balls drew up tight like rocks as she sucked me into that damp, pink mouth. Fuck, she was good. But I didn’t want to come in her mouth. Not this time.

  Biting off a groan, I grabbed her hair and pulled her off my hard and dripping dick. Fuck, I had to have her. Right fucking now. Her mouth pulled off my knob with a wet sucking sound.

  I was too far gone to give any real instructions. My voice was gone. I just needed to pound that sweet puss. To fuck my sweet Maggie and show her just how good she was for me. Roughly, I shoved her over the back of the chair, ass up and in the air, the fur coat shoved up to her back so I could see her thick ass and her dripping pussy.

  Shit. How did I get so lucky?

  “Maggie, sweetheart,” I rasped. “Maggie.”

  And that was it. I yanked the pink panties aside and rammed my cock in deep, hard and penetrating.

  “Evan!” came her breathy shriek. “Oh Mr. Lincoln!”

  But it was good. Her pussy squelched wetly with my thrust, fat lips hugging me tight.

  Hell yeah.

  She wanted it bad.

  I grabbed her hips and held on tight and started fucking hard. Hard enough to hear the slap slap slap of flesh hitting flesh, the suck of her juicy pussy around my cock. She screamed each time I rammed deeper into her tight pussy, belting out her ecstasy.

  Who cares if we were in a department store?

  Who cares if the salesladies were probably outside, ear pressed to the door?

  Because this is my sweet filly, and I fuck her whenever I want, wherever I want.

  “Evan! Oh my God! Unnnh!”

  It drove me over the edge. My fingers sank into her thick hips, leaving fingerprints. I slammed home into that hot pussy and every time she screamed my name, my semen boiled even more.

  “That’s right, sweetheart. Take my cock, sweet thing, take it, take it.” I slammed into that lush pussy, pushing her entire body forward and jolting the big leather chair across the floor.

  “Evan! Evan! Fuck, I’m coming! I’m coming! Oh God!”

  Fuck, I was close too. So damn close...

  She screamed out my name one more time, twat squeezing my fuckrod so hard, so good. It yanked me right over the edge and I grunted out my orgasm as she screamed hers out loud. My hips rammed into her faster and faster and pumped more and more cream into her hot channel, filling her up with my spunk so much that it overflowed and dripped down her thighs. I shivered from one of the most intense orgasms I’d ever had in my life.

  “God damn, Maggie....”

  Bonus Scene 2

  ~Unprotected: A Cinderella Secret Baby Romance~

  © 2018

  By Cassandra Dee

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  CHAPTER FIFTEEN

  Evan

  Sliding my drink on the glass coffee table, I slid closer to Maggie. “After all that, do you still want to be my fiancée?” The warmth throbbed between us. She wanted me. I could feel it. The pulse was wild and fast at her throat and her big nipples stood up hard and stiff under her dress.

  She met my eyes, boldly for once. “Do I have a choice?”

  “No.” And I kissed her.

  God, she tasted just like I imagined. Sweet as fuck. Soft lips, wet tongue, a moan welcoming me deep into her hot little mouth. God damn. Why did I wait so long for this?

  I kissed her deep and long, sucking on her tongue while my fingers tangled in her hair. She kissed me back, wriggled against me, clumsy and desperate, while soft whimpers left her mouth. Her desperate little fingernails scratched the back of my neck and that slight pain went straight to my balls.

  Fuck. I gripped her thighs and pulled her closer to me, onto my lap.

  “Wait!” she gasped into my kisses. “I’m too heavy for you.”

  I just grabbed her hips and pulled her all the way on top of me, her thighs open over my crotch. Fuck, she felt good. The smell of her cunt made me dizzy, and hungry.

  My dick had never been this hard, ever.

  Fuck, I wanted inside of her so bad. I dragged her dress up and out of my way, yanked her panties aside.

  “God damn, baby. You’re so wet for me!”

  She was soaked. The crotch of her panties felt like they’d just come out of the washing machine, thick with her juices and the smell of her hot cunt I couldn’t wait to get into. I wanted her so bad, I was shaking. The lust gathered hard and fast in my balls and my dick was steadily leaking pre-cum.

  I slid a finger into her pussy. A thin barrier stopped me from going deep. I pulled back in shock or at least tried to, but she wriggled and squirmed against me, moaned and rubbed her big tits against trying to get herself off. This gorgeous fucking virgin.

  “Baby, baby. Stop.” I pulled away. My dick was throbbing like a bitch and just wanted to fuck. I could barely control myself.

  “What? Don’t you want me?” She looked hurt, her lower lip trembling.

  “Fuck, Maggie, I want you so much.” I grabbed her hand and put it on my meat. “Can’t you feel how much I want you?” It throbbed and twitched in her hand.

  She moaned and squeezed me through the two layers of cloth. “Then take me. F...fuck me. I’ve never done this before, but I can take it. I want you so bad, Evan.” She licked her lips and looked at me with desperate lust in her brown eyes. “Please.”

  Shit, where has this girl been all my life?

  Like she had the devil of sex possessing her, Maggie ripped open my pants to get at my cock. With it firmly in hand, she stroked it from wet tip to base and back again. “I’ve seen how they do it online. In porn.” Her cheeks were flushed with both arousal and embarrassment. But just like she devoured her food while we talked at the dinner table, she kept at my dick, stroking and whimpering like she loved it, making me squirm. “I learn fast, Evan. I can make it good
for you.” Her thumb skimmed over the sensitive head of my dick and it was all over.

  My dick was hard and leaking and I had to get inside her fucking right now. I lifted her up to perch on her knees and I shoved down my pants and briefs. Then I ripped off her underwear.

  “I’m gonna fuck you so good!” All my private school education and good grammar went into the crapper when I was near good pussy and fuck if Maggie’s cunt didn’t smell and feel like the best snatch I’d ever had.

  Now for the real test.

  Oh, yeah… She was dripping for me, juices running down to soak my thighs and dribble all over my fuck stick and balls.

  “Damn, Maggie!” Her clit throbbed fat and wet under my fingers. I stroked it in tight, slow circles until she was screaming for my cock.

  “Evan, please!” she begged, jerking on top of me, her tits hopping in my face under her dress. “Give it to me now! I’m ready! Please! Fuck me! Make me yours.” She threw her head back and moaned. Her tits stood up high and fat under that dress. Her nipples were like bullets aimed at my mouth. Fuck, yeah. I grabbed the top of her dress and ripped it. Her huge tits fell out. I sucked one of her nipples and dragged her down on my hard and aching dick at the same time I bust through her cherry.

  “Evan!”

  Her cry was part pain, part pleasure. Her face pressed into the side of my neck, she whimpered softly.

  “Baby, fuck you’re so tight!” Her pussy was like a vise around my dick. So tight around me, so good, that I could barely move to start fucking her.

  But she started to move herself, popping her ass in my lap and starting to ride my dick like a pro even though I could feel her virgin blood slicking up my rod even more.

  Fuck, she was amazing!

  If I hadn’t already proposed to her, I’d do it again.

  “Fuck, baby!” I sank my fingers into the thick meat of her ass and rammed up into her, squelching up into her tight and drizzling twat. The tight fit was making me crazy, stroking me so good, so hot that I could already feel the cum sizzling in my balls. But hell no, not until my sweet Maggie got hers first. I rammed up into her, making sure to graze her clit with every stroke.