Taken Love

by KC Royale

  I leaned against the dining table, keeping her close to me, and my cock submerged inside her perfect pussy. She moaned and grabbed my thighs, moving back onto me further, igniting me to thrust into her a few hard times, as she cried out. “Baby, oh fuck.” I growled. I snaked my arm around her waist, as I laid back across the long table, and then I lifted her ass higher, for her to lay with me. She allowed me to pull her over the table, so that she was lying flat, her back against my front. As we got into position, she began to pant and writhe on me. Once I started to move, she gasped loudly and settled her body against mine. Both of her legs were on either side of mine, her soft ass was against me, as I subtly pushed my cock into her, repeatedly. My hand rested on her waist, and her hand covered mine, holding it tightly. She never broke our connection, no matter how we were positioned, or what we were doing. She wanted me. She wanted this. As I gripped her waist harder with each thrust of my cock, I moved my other hand to fondle her breasts. Before sliding it over the light midst that now covered her skin, as she trembled. She titled her head, to look down at my roaming hand that was now in between her legs. As I applied pressure to her, she began mewling and her insides began fluttering around me. She gasped and turned her head towards mine, and kissed me sideways.

  She was sprawled on the table and being driven insane with pleasure, as she continued to groan while we kissed. I continued to drive her crazy with my touch, as her lips were pressed to mine, as we sucked and lapped around each other’s tongue. She whimpered and moaned, as my fingers circled her clitoris, while my cock moved deep inside her. The sounds of pleasure she gave me as we kissed, drove me crazy with the need for more of her. She and I moved in sync as I teased her, kissed her, while making love to her.

  “OH GOD, OH FUCK!!” She screamed out, and I groaned loudly, as her insides swallowed me again and again. I didn’t want us to ever stop, she felt so good. She was so wet, so hot, so tight, so perfect. She began arching her back, controlling our movements as her orgasm took over her, and I was all too eager to follow her lead. She arched her feet so she had better control of how she wanted to take my cock. She would slowly lower her hips, allowing for deeper penetration, as she slid me in and out of her. I moved my hips in conjunction with her movements, burying myself inside her, but only at her pace as I followed her lead. I would occasionally give her a hard thrust, only when I deemed it necessary, or when she’d stumble in the descent of her pleasure. Although, it seems that I just couldn’t help myself, being her man, I needed to take her body… she was mine. She seemed to be completely lost while grasping my hand tighter, taking every last inch of me, as she moaned and groaned loudly. I, on the other hand, was beyond lost. The sensation of us being entwined was all I could see, hear, and feel. I loved that she gave me the access that I craved, and needed. It was a dream come true for me, seeing her taking my cock exactly how she wanted it. To see her share herself with me, was beyond erotic, it was sexy as hell.

  “FUCKKK.” My hands slid around her hips as I gently lifted her, arching her back off of my heated skin. I could feel her, as she shivered from the coolness that now touched her.

  I actually felt a pang of jealousy in that moment, but it was quickly forgotten. As I pulled my cock almost completely from her, to then guide her all the way back down onto me, all thoughts of jealousy had vanished. As I lifted my hips to meet her, she cried out while trembling, as she took every single inch of me. Every hard inch of what belonged to her and only her. She took me… and I took her. A few more times of lowering her onto me, in long solid strokes, had her nails digging into my hands and wrists. Once she was lowered back onto me that next time, her warm and slick skin back on mine. She immediately turned to me, her mouth searching, until she found mine in a hot and untamed kiss. She arched her back as my thrusts became harder, she cried out and shook against me as I held her bottom lip with my teeth.

  “I’m coming again, oh GOD…mmm, I can’t.” She whimpered, pulling away from my mouth, as I held her waist against me. I found myself speeding up fractionally, thrusting hard against her g-spot. Her pleasure was my pleasure, her pain was my pain. I felt as if I was flying back into her pussy, and I never wanted to leave, ever. I was now even considering getting a prescription of Viagra. “Johnathan, I love you… I fucking love you,” She cried, as the moisture of her pleasure began trickling down my cock. She was trembling and panting, while she screamed out, “Please, never stop… loving me.” She mewled, and I sped up as the heat from her, sizzled all over my submerged cock. I moaned as her words and her warmth seeped into the very depths of me, causing me to lose hold of my release.

  “Never baby… Oh God, oh baby.” I groaned loudly. She then moved, bending her legs to straddle me, facing backwards and she began riding me hard, as if she was riding me off into the sunset. She bounced her gorgeous ass down onto me, taking me from the top, as I took her from the bottom. My frantic thrusts, and her slamming herself onto me, was a cause for complete detonation. With every slam of her hips, bucking back against my thrusts, was pure bliss as we moaned loudly. Skin slapping against skin, moisture releasing hot and heavy, hot and sweaty sex infiltrated the entire condo, and I loved every second of it. She was taking me, ensuring that I lost control, and I did. My hands tightened around her waist as my release began to overtake my body. “Baby, please don’t stop, I love you… I’ll love you forever.” I groaned loudly, feeling as if both my heads would explode at the same time. Yes, both of them, and they did, as my release overtook my entire body. She cried out, and as I somehow found my second release, she somehow found hers again as well. I had never had a multiple orgasm, I didn’t think it was possible. But with Kathleen, any and everything was possible for me. Fucking Mine!!!

  “Always.” She breathed, totally and utterly shattered, as she fell back on my chest as we both panted heavily, while trembling.

  ***

  I didn’t want her to leave. I wanted her to stay the night with me, but she was determined to spend the night at her parent's. We had gone from the dining room table, to another long soak in the tub, then a brief nap. Now we were parked outside her parent’s house. She was flushed, exhausted, sated, and looked utterly fucked out, and I couldn’t be happier. Bet you never heard that before, huh? I was too, I could barely see straight driving over here, and she laughed at the thought of us humping like Viagra-induced monkeys all day.

  “JP?”

  “Yes, baby?”

  “I missed you. Every day, and every night, while I was away.” She murmured, as she looked at me, and I could see a flicker of the hurt she must had felt during that time. Just like me, she was lost and lonely.

  “Me too, Kathleen, me too. I want us to be together again.”

  “Boyfriend and girlfriend together?” She smirked, gauging my reaction.

  “Husband and wife together.” I stated.

  “Is that your proposal?”

  “Do you want it to be?”

  “JP.” She shrieked, and giggled.

  “I really don’t care about formalities, we’re still married for God sake.” I sighed.

  “I would like a proper proposal, maybe even a new ring.” She pursed her lips. I could see a glint of excitement in her eyes, and I swallowed rather loudly.

  “You still have your wedding ring?” I asked her.

  “Yes, do you?” She asked, and I could feel the anxiety in her voice.

  “Yes, I don’t think I need a new ring, and neither do you. I don’t want to forget our past, and I don’t want to replace it, only add to it.” She smiled, her eyes sparkling, and she then nodded at me. Her eyes glistening with emotion.

  “You're right. I don’t need a new one, I need you,” she replied.

  “I need you too, baby, so much.” I kissed her, needing to taste her once more, before she left my arms. I didn’t want the taste of her off my tongue for too long, I really didn’t think I could take it.

  “I need to go, but I’ll call later…” I nodded, and she smiled. As she took a d
eep breath, she reached in her purse, and handed me a small box. “Here, you’ll need this for later. Good night, JP.” I took the box handed to me, and looked at her, wondering why she was giving me a gift.

  “Good night, Kathleen. I love you,” I smiled, before adding, “To pieces.”

  “I know,” she smiled. “I love you too, but don’t open that until I’m in the house, okay?”

  “Okay.” She kissed my lips quickly, and hopped out the car, and went into the house. I stared at the box, and then opened it, losing my breath. It was the gold ring I’d given her when we first married. I always thought she had destroyed it, or sold it, to get rid of it. She’d kept it. She'd actually kept it all this time. Since the unfortunate passing of my parents, I had learned to live in the moment. I was never one to live in the past, and memories of what could or should have been, since then. Well, until Kathleen. She’d changed my life, and my views on everything, and it was for the best. I rode to my suite at the Meriden Hotel and Conference Center with the biggest smile on my face, the biggest smile I’d had in years. I was on a high so good, I never wanted to come back down. I was finally happy about life again. I was happy about my future again. A future with Kathleen, the love of my life.

  Chapter 21

  I ARRIVED BACK at the suite, and Sherman was awaiting my return, as I strolled inside. “Sir?” His voice broke my thoughts of Kathleen.

  “Sherman, you know, I would have liked to enter my suite without you nearly scaring me half to death.” I walked further inside, and then noticed that he was a little uneasy.

  “I’m sorry, sir, I just thought you should know that you have a visitor.” He announced, rather nervously.

  “A visitor? Who?” A pang of anxiety ran through me, because the only one I wanted to see this late at night, was now home at her parent’s house.

  “Hello, nephew.” My uncle stepped from the bathroom in a cheap suit, and looking as if he hadn’t slept in weeks. Who could blame him? I wouldn’t sleep either, if I were in jail.

  “Uncle Bobby, to what do I owe the pleasure?” I exhaled.

  “I was granted probation, and I wanted to see you.” He walked towards me, as I walked away from him, heading towards the window.

  “See me? I told you I wanted nothing to do with you, or did you not understand my choice of words?” I snarled.

  “I told you I was sorry for what happened between you and Kathleen, but I am here for what you owe me.” He stated, with a waiver of anxiety in his voice.

  “Which is?” I snapped.

  “I want a payout of ten millions dollars, for my initial investment in P2 Enterprises.” He stated arrogantly, making me turn to face him with a scowl so deep on my face, that I could vaguely see that Sherman allow security to enter the room. He must have known I was about to snap, this man has cost me what seems like a lifetime without Kathleen already. Yet, still had the audacity to demand more than a pound of flesh from me?

  “Are you mad?” I felt my anger brewing to a slow simmer as I looked at him.

  “No, I’m not actually. I helped you start this company. It was my three clients that I gave you initially. If it wasn’t for me, you’d have nothing, be nothing.” He snarled.

  “Get the hell out of here, now, before I toss you out.” I snapped, taking a few steps in his direction, as my security further entered the room.

  “They took it all Johnathan. They took all that I had, and your aunt left me.” He lowered his head. “I need to start over, and I need that money.” He muttered.

  “If you need help, then why not ask me to help you? Why come here trying to conjure up imaginary rights of propriety for my company.” I growled.

  “You’re all that I have left, and I need some money to start a new life, that’s all.” He murmured, as he glared at me. He was clearly mad that he was no longer in a position to take care of himself, like he was accustomed. He was found guilty of a Ponzi scheme, and was now in bankruptcy. His choice, not mine.

  “Leave, now, Uncle Bobby, or you’ll regret that you didn’t in a matter of two minutes.” I rolled up my sleeves, and was ready to pounce on him. How dare he come here in the dead of night like this, demanding anything from me? He almost ruined my company, he almost ruined P2 Enterprises. When the name Pierce is affiliated with a Ponzi scheme, then any financial firm in its wake, becomes a business under the knife. I had to endure months of re-establishing my client’s trust, assuring them that we were not involved with him in any way business wise. It had been a very hard decision to distant myself from him, but it was for the best. “I trusted in your dream before you did, I was the only one in your corner.” He stated.

  “Wrong, you weren’t, and P2 was only successful because of the hard work and dedication I put into it for Kathleen.” I corrected him.

  “Her… you did it all for her?” He asked, as shock covered his face.

  “She is my family. My only family.” I growled.

  “She’s gone, and I am your family, Johnathan. The family that took you in, and saved you from the streets.” He boasted, but I knew he was just after my trust fund. That was a fact. I knew now that’s why he took me in, and encouraged me to marry quickly, without telling Kathleen about the stipulations.

  “We’re done. Get out.” I snapped. My security quickly grabbed his arm, ushering him towards the door, as he stared at me.

  “You’ll help me. You’re a good nephew, always have been. I’ll be looking for your call.”

  “Don’t. I have nothing more to say to you. Good luck, Bobby.” I spit out.

  “It’s Uncle Bobby.” He snapped.

  “Not anymore it’s not. Have a good life,” I stated, as my security took him out my suite. I then turned to my assistant, Sherman, and just looked at him. I was angry. I could have come back here with Kathleen, and all this would have transpired. The thought made me livid, I wanted my uncle nowhere near her. I didn’t want him to even know she was back in my life now. “Sherman, keep tabs on him. Make sure he has a place to live, a decent car, and a hundred thousand in P2 stock.” I stated.

  “Yes, sir.” He confirmed.

  “Sherman?”

  “Sir?” He answered.

  “I know you were his assistant first, and you may feel a sense of remorse, or even servitude towards him. But do not be fooled again. I want that man nowhere near myself, Kathleen, or my empire. The next time you let him into my suite, or even allow him to be able to track my whereabouts, you’ll be fired immediately. Are we clear?” I stared at him, my face devoid of all emotion, I meant business.

  “Yes, sir, my apologies.” He muttered, as remorse filled his face.

  “Moving on. I need a summary of my liquid assets on my desk in two days, and find me a jeweler in town. Also, reserve the entire Morris high school on this upcoming Saturday. I want to do a walkthrough, and… a proper proposal.” I smirked at him.

  “Yes, sir.” He grinned, and left my suite. I went to pour a scotch, my phone chimed. I reached into my pocket, and pulled it out, to see a text from an unknown number. I had an idea who it was, and a slow smiled spread over my face.

  ###-###-####- JP?

  Me- Yes, baby?

  Her- I miss you. I needed to tell you that.

  Me- I can come back, and you can tell me in person.

  Her- Oh no, if you do that, then…..

  Me- Hmm, so you do know that I can’t get enough of you. Good to know ;)

  Her- Oh, JP, I think our neighbors even knows that we can’t get enough of each other. Don’t you think?

  Me- I agree, so when can I see you?

  Her- You’re asking me that? You’ve popped up at my event, my house…

  Me- I’m asking, just this once. Lol

  Her- Tomorrow night.

  Me- Why not during the day?

  Her- Lunch plans. I’m going to see Blair.

  Me- Oh, okay. Have fun. See you after, then.

  Her- I guess so. I love you.

  Me- I love you… to pieces ;)


  I set my phone down, and locked her number in my phone. I typed Mrs. Pierce as her saved name, and laid down to get a good night’s sleep, with the sweet aroma of the six white, and six red roses, infiltrating my nose. Half and half for us both. I wanted to feel connected to her in any way that I could. Because we were both mending broken hearts, together.

  Chapter 22

  ONLY TWO WORDS could describe my time with JP at our old condo, only two words comes to mind as I thought about it. No words. I walked into the darkened house and locked the door behind me and was startled by my sister who was in the kitchen with a glass of juice in her hands. “Damn Kat, you look like you’ve been fucked for sixteen hours straight.” She accused. My hand immediately went to my hair, trying to smooth it down, not being sure if it needed to be. My other hand went to my face, as I was sure it was turning red from embarrassment. I did feel like I was fucked for sixteen hours straight, but I didn’t like that she was so on point with her crass statement.