“Fine, not like I’ve really had that many before, but…what if the teacher pairs me up with someone and it’s a he?” I’ma have to rethink this school shit.
“Then I guess you’ll be failing that fucking class. The only men allowed anywhere near you are the ones under my command and even them you keep your fucking distance from…wait, they’re males in your class?”
I don’t know why the fuck that shit made her hoot and holler and throw herself off the stool I was dead serious.
After she calmed down and went back to flipping the pancakes I went back to squeezing oranges. She was looking hot as fuck in the shirt I’d taken off a few nights before and I could still smell my scent now mixed with hers on it.
“Hit the switch babe.” I moved in behind her and lifted the back of the shirt exposing her fine ass. She caught on fast enough and turned off the fire while I walked her over to the center island and leaned her over.
I ran my piercings along her slit up and down to her ass hole, before slipping into her pussy. There was still that little catch in her breath at my first entry and it was going to be a while before she was able to take me completely without slight discomfort, but she was handling me very well for being new at this.
“Push your ass back and spread your legs I’m going in deep.” As soon as she heeded my words I gave my dick free reign to fuck into her pussy. I grabbed two fistfuls of her ass and started pounding the shit out of her pussy for the second time that morning.
The first session had been not long ago in bed as soon as I rolled over. I’d slid my morning hard into her from behind while cuddling her close and rode us both to a nice sweet climax.
Now this was the way I needed to fuck her to get my day started. Nice hard and deep! The kind of fuck that made her look back at me like ‘what the fuck’ with her mouth hanging open and her pussy grabbing my shit like it would never let go.
What a sight she made. Shirt lifted to above her ass cheeks, legs spread wide as the morning sunlight filtered through the window and her pussy stuffed full of cock. My little cock queen!
I plowed her belly for the half an hour before giving her my jizz. As soon as I’d emptied the last drizzle into her snatch and pulled out she assumed the position; on her knees with my cock in her mouth to clean up.
She took to that shit like a natural every time, never missing a beat since the first time I’d told her that that’s what I liked. I held the back of her head as I fed her my cock, easing into her throat and then back out until she gagged on my shit and a river of spit ran down her chin.
Helping her to her fee I snogged her while holding her ass in my hands. “Morning sweetheart.” I kissed her nose and set her away from me so we could go back to what we were doing.
My phone rang but I ignored that shit the same way I’d been doing for the last day and a half. I knew if it was an emergency Max or Jason would’ve been at my door already. Besides, the shop was right next-door. As long as the shit was still standing we were fine.
“Do you have to go now?” She frowned at me. So fucking cute.
“Nope.” I kissed her on my way to the breakfast nook with the dishes to set the table, as she stood by the stove. She was a kick ass cook, but when she told me how her aunt had made her do all the cooking since she was about thirteen I wasn’t too thrilled about her skills anymore.
We’d got into it a little bit after that because I didn’t want her cooking after she’d imparted that bit of news, but she’d convinced me that she liked doing it, and it was one of the things she was looking forward to doing for me. After hearing that how could I resist?
***
Babygirl
It’s almost like a dream, but I know it’s real. The rock on my hand is proof of that, not to mention the constant soreness between my thighs. The ache is like the best thing I ever felt, because it reminds me always that he was there. He’s always there.
I blushed at the thought as we moved around the huge kitchen together. When he’d told me that he’d built his home with me in mind, along with all the other things that he’d claimed, it was a little hard for me to believe.
His words were so far removed from my reality. It was hard to accept that while I was pining away with love for him that he was doing the same. I’m still having a hard time accepting, even after all that we’ve shared in the last day and a half, but boy do I want to.
The only thing I have to overcome now is this new fear of letting him out of my sight. Each time the phone rings or I hear an engine outside I get this sick feeling in my tummy.
When we’re lying in bed together every move he makes, is noticed by me, and I cling to him like a love sick puppy which he doesn’t seem to mind, but for how long? I think I’ve grown addicted.
Before, when my love for him was unrequited, I could keep it all in my head where it was perfectly beautiful. Now he had brought it out into the open and it was real and beautiful and perfect in its own way yes, but Creed was all man and some of that reality was bigger than I could’ve imagined.
I worried constantly now about the oddest things. Things like did he love me as much as I loved him? Would he leave me now that he’d got what he wanted? I knew nothing about relationships and what I was supposed to do, and quite frankly I felt out of my depth.
Add the fact that Creed is so bigger than life and everything that is beyond perfect in my eyes, and I just knew I wouldn’t be able to hold onto him forever. That thought more than any scares me to my soul.
“Hey, you’re making that noise again, look at me. Right here babe, and I’m not going anywhere.” He took my face in his hand as I leaned over the table to place the platter of pancakes there.
He stared into my eyes almost willing me to see the truth of his words there. “Come here.” He pulled me around the little bench seat that was built into the window behind the table, and onto his lap.
With my chin in his hand he studied me for the longest while before saying anything. I was beginning to get antsy by the time he opened his mouth to speak. “I don’t like that you’re having such a hard time believing me. If I say I love you, that’s just what the fuck I mean.”
He frowned at me and I almost laughed because he actually thought it was that easy. That all he had to do was say the words and that would make it so. “I want to believe…”
“What the fuck? What did I say? Do you really think I would’ve fucked you if I wasn’t all the way gone? The fuck you take me for? That fucking lasso on your finger is as good as a branding iron and I put it there.” He didn’t say anything for the next few minutes just studied me like a bug under a microscope.
“Am I to believe then that you don’t really love me either? That it’s just my dick that make you cry that shit out when I’m in you?” He didn’t seem to like that idea very much and the dark scowl on his face was testament to that.
“Of course not, don’t be silly, you know I’m in love with you.” My face went up in flames and I was about to throw up, but I managed to get those words out.
“I don’t know shit baby apparently around here we throw that word around but it has no real meaning.” It took me a minute to realize I’d hurt his feelings or his pride, I don’t know which one because I suck at this.
Now it was my turn to reassure and I found that it was easier being on this end. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to make you feel that way, it’s just hard for me to accept that someone as perfect as you could love someone like me.”
That got me a deep tonsil clearing kiss and a gruff don’t be an ass and a pat on the butt. “Stay.” I’d tried getting off his lap to go to my side but he held me in place. “Open.”
I opened my mouth for his offering of pancakes and that easily the mood changed back to one of lightness.
For the rest of the day when we weren’t making love we were whispering to each other. He seemed to know that I needed a lot more than words though, and so set about showing me in all the ways he knew how, just what I meant to him.
> By the time he rolled away from me in the early morning hours, I was a lot more convinced that this was real, that he was truly mine.
And when he wrapped his body around mine, as if he were protecting me from the unknown, I dropped off into slumber feeling loved and secure.
Chapter 15
Creed
Three days of fucking and I still wasn’t done but my woman was. If I kept after her like this she’d walk crooked the rest of her natural life. I slipped out from under the sheet and looked back at her in my bed where she belonged.
Her beautiful hair was spread out on the pillows, her cheek, the one that was turned to me, was a little red from my scruff that I had been trying to keep under control without much luck since we’d been locked away together.
I hadn’t had time for anything but her. It was like I’d found my favorite drug and was trying my best to OD on the shit in one go, addictive.
I looked down at my cock, which had dried cum and pussy juice from tip to base because when we’d finally rolled away from each other about three hours ago I was too fucking done to give her her usual after fuck bath.
My morning wood bounced in the air as I walked into the bathroom for a nice hot shower. It was the first one I’d be taking solo in three days. I missed her already because I knew I had to join the rest of the world today and leave her here.
With my head bowed under the spray I let the water beat down on me as I took what felt like the first easy breath in days. I think I’ve been waiting for the other shoe to drop. There’s no way anything that fucking perfect could be mine.
I kept searching my heart for any reason why I would deserve her and what she’s brought me. Then at the oddest moments I’d have the most fucked up fears, like losing her, or something else going wrong because that’s what the fuck happens when shit’s this good.
But then I only had to look at her and that feeling in my heart would make me feel ten feet tall and fucking invincible, and I would be back on track again.
Her little doubt fest the day before still bothered me a little, but I was hoping with time she’d get over whatever the fuck that was. I didn’t mind her feeling that way about everybody else, but fuck if I’ll accept that from her when it comes to me.
I switched off the water and headed back to the room where she was still out. I got dressed as quietly as I could, all the while wondering if I should wake her to say bye or just let her rest.
Last night she’d cried for the first time because she’d been too tired and sore to take me but her pussy was being greedy. I was beyond fucking pleased that she had the same hunger for me as I did her.
I’d eaten her sore pussy until she juiced up before fucking into her. I didn’t mean to be a beast, but knowing that I was gonna have to leave her today, there was no way I wasn’t gonna have her.
After I was dressed and ready to roll I leaned over her sleeping form on the bed and nuzzled her awake with my lips in my favorite spot on her neck. “Wake up and tell your man bye babygirl.”
“Creed?” She cuddled into my pillow, my sweet little kitten before her eyes came open slowly. She sat up and pulled the sheet over her tits as she looked around the room and then back at me.
“Where are you going?” Too cute.
“I have to go to work today baby, I missed a crap load of stuff and I’m sure there’s even more waiting for me to tend to.” She pouted and looked up at me with sad eyes.
I’m sure that if I was feeling the pain of separation it must be twice as hard for her. Fuck, in all my planning I hadn’t given any thought to what she was supposed to be doing while I was doing my thing.
It wasn’t like she could sit in the office all day and watch me, and school was out for at least the next two months. “Baby when I get back later we’ll decide on what you’ll do with your days, but for now just rest up okay.”
She didn’t look too happy about that shit if the look that came over her face was anything to go by. “Who’s going to be there?”
“Come again?” I wasn’t sure what she was getting at. She’d met most of the crew, but why the fuck should she care who was going to be over there?
“Is that girl going to come back?” Damn, I didn’t once think she would still be thinking about that shit, she hadn’t mentioned it at all in the past three days. She looked so fucking unhappy at the thought that it was the first time I realized she might be just as possessive of me as I was of her.
“Would it bother you if she was?” Don’t ask me why the fuck I asked her that since I knew for damn sure she wouldn’t be bothered. Not after I’d damn near emptied my life inside her snatch in the last three days and had pledged my undying love with every other breath. “YES.”
Whoa, okay I guess she would be. “Then she won’t be. Come ‘ere.” I pulled her and the sheet up into my arms. I was thinking just a hug goodbye to get me through the next few hours, but one whiff of her hot pussy scent and my dick came alive.
“You feel that, that’s all for you.” I took her hand and put it on my cock, which was straining against my jeans. She did the funniest damn thing then. Pulling out of my arms, she leaned over and kissed my cock behind the zipper making him jump.
“Good morning.” She was talking to my dick; get the fuck out, not my innocent little babygirl. She grinned up at me as she rubbed me with her soft hand. “He wants to come out and play.”
Okay for the past three days I’ve had her sequestered pretty much in my bedroom practically tied to my bed. In that time I have seen many sides to her as was to be expected. After all, I had opened her eyes to a whole new thing called sex, which she took to like a natural thank fuck.
We’ve made love, fucked and hit on about all there is to do between a man and his woman, but in all that time and with all that we’d shared, I hadn’t seen this playful side of her.
“I gotta go baby.” She shook her fucking head at me and attacked my zipper. “Not yet please Creed.” Fuck she’s got me and she knows it. All it takes is her saying my name in that way of hers and I’m putty in her hands.
“What is it you want bad girl?” I was pulling the Henley back off over my head as she unzipped me and whipped out my freshly washed cock. “One minute.” She hopped off the bed and headed for the bathroom leaving me with my dick hanging out of my jeans.
He didn’t give a fuck that I had shit to do no more than she did. All he knew was that his mama wanted to play and he was game. I shucked the jeans the rest of the way off and got back into bed waiting for her.
I heard the water hitting the sink and figured she was giving herself a rush bath to get fresh for her man. She’s very self-conscious about that shit, me I’d dive into her pussy after a whole day of hardcore fucking and don’t bat a lash.
She came back in and some of her shyness had kicked back in. “Don’t back down now babygirl, you wanted to play, let’s play.” Part of her renewed shyness could be because I was laying back on the bed stroking my cock in wait for her return.
Her eyes followed my hand and fuck if they didn’t glaze over and her mouth moved as if it were already wrapped around my meat. I like the way she walked over to me as if drawn to the hunk of flesh between my thighs. I loved it even more when she climbed between those thighs and lowered her head to my cock.
I hissed when she teased my cock rings with her tongue before licking the pre-cum that had gathered on my cockhead. “Umm. Yum.” What the fuck had gotten into her anyway? I wasn’t about to complain though. Let her have her fun. I hope her pussy wasn’t too sore for what I was about to lay on her.
I watched as she made love to my dick, licking and sucking her way up and down my length, teasing my balls with her quick tongue, before heading back to the tip for more juice.
She kept her eyes on mine when I grabbed the back of her head. “Stop fucking with me babygirl and suck this cock.” And boy did she suck my shit. She’d been getting her practice in in the last few days and my baby could handle her shit.
When she got
too fucking good at taking me into her throat, which I had been teaching her to do the last few days as well, I grabbed fistfuls of her hair and helped her on and off my dick with that amazing mouth of hers.
“Pull off baby, first load of the day, you know the rules. How do you want it?” She gave my cock a goodbye kiss before turning around with her ass in the air. Yep, queen of the deep fuck.
I lined up behind her and played around in her pussy with my fat cockhead, letting it spread her then pulling back before sliding it up and down her pussy slit to her asshole. I let my piercings do the job of titillating her, which made her ass twitch and her pussy leak.
She looked over her shoulder and growled at me like a bitch in heat, fuck yeah I like that shit. “You want this?” I slammed into her pussy hard. Although her pussy was still new and still as tight as the first time, she was a little more comfortable taking me at any pace. Still I was always worried about hurting my woman.
When she grabbed the sheets, arched her back and spread her legs, I knew she was ready to fuck. She wasn’t looking for lovemaking this A.M. She wanted me in her belly moving shit around. That’s what this position usually meant for us since she was such a tiny little thing and my thirteen and a half inch dick was damn near half her size. I gave her what she wanted as usual; I aim to please her always.
Grabbing a fistful of her hair in one hand I greased up two fingers of the other in her pussy juice and pushed them into her ass. “Let’s fuck.” I growled in her ear and flexed my dick in her womb as she keened deep in her throat.
Since she’d pretty much showed me what she wanted I didn’t take it easy on her pussy, just went in full boar, driving my dick into her as hard and as deep as I could without hurting her. it never failed to amaze me the look of my pierced cock stretching her tight little pussy, and the way she took me.
She still cried for pain even though there were still a few inches left to feed her. But I had learned her cries in the last few days. This was one of those ‘it hurt so good’ cries so I knew to work her up to the ‘my pussy’s gonna hurt all day and I’m gonna have to sit on your face’ fucks.
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