by C. M. Steele
“It’s not that hard. I’d like her to remember our first time.”
Two minutes later, Nat came out of the room. “She fell asleep on the bed. She wouldn’t put on the boxers, but at least, she’s covered enough.”
I huffed. She could never be covered enough for me. I’d want to be inside her if she slept in a damn parka.
I walked into the room to see her sprawled out on her belly, passed out with one leg hanging off the bed.
I got undressed and climbed in next to her, pulling my drunken princess into my arms. Fuck, I was so damn hard. It was going to be a long night.
Chapter Seven
I woke up in a sleepy haze and felt my woman wrapped around me. I looked up at the ceiling and smiled. We didn’t have sex, but I’d gotten the chance to hold her in my arms all night long. It was the best feeling yet.
I started to run my hand up and down her back as she curled tighter into me. Her leg was thrown over my body with her thigh pressing against my hard shaft. It was a pleasurable discomfort. My cock had been hard since I’d picked her up from the airport, and if she kept grinding her thigh against it, it wouldn’t be long before I came.
I lifted my head to look at her sleeping form and the morning light played with it. The sun danced in her golden hair and illuminated her ivory skin. She went to bed wearing one of my t-shirts which went just past her rounded ass but had moved up while she slept. The cutest panties with a heart on the ass teased my eyes. I slid my hand down farther to caress the bare skin at her waist. With the first touch, she moaned then gave me a sexy smile. I moved my hand down and cupped her ass, which only made her moan out again and press into me some more.
That was it. I sat up, pulled her to me and had her straddle my hips, my cock pressing against her pussy. Our lips connected; this kiss just as powerful as the other. The only break we took was to catch our breaths, panting together while I continued to rock her on my cock.
“Simon,” she sighed, tossing her head back. It was a sweet sight. In urgency, she grabbed the hem of my now favorite shirt and pulled it off of her, revealing her big, bouncy breasts to me. I skimmed my hands up her waist to her lovely mounds, giving them a squeeze. My mouth went to the left, sucking her nipple hard while my hand played with the other. I gripped the right one and began flicking her nipple with my tongue. Groaning, my body was ready to make her mine.
“Let me worship you.”
“Don’t stop,” she moaned, pressing her chest against my face.
Too quickly for her to process, I flipped her onto the bed and attacked her neck. She purred and ran her hands through my hair.
“Simon, I need you.”
“You got me, babe,” I whispered before taking her mouth for a quick but promise-filled kiss.
I worked my way down her body, leaving no part untouched by my hands or lips. I looked up at her as I reached her belly button. With a devilish smile, I promised, “Our baby is going to be loved so much.” She gasped at my words, but her expression told me the idea pleased her.
Even though her panties were cute, they were in my way. I needed full access to her honey pot, so I gripped the hem and slowly slid them down, taking in her scent. Once I had her fully exposed to me, I paused to look at the goddess on display on my bed. Her curly hair was sprawled out across the pillow while her fair skin contrasted with my dark blue sheets. Licking my lips, I gripped her ankles and spread them apart. Breakfast was served. I dove into her sweet pussy lips, parting the folds with my nose and licked her.
“Ah,” she moaned, so I gave her more. I pushed one finger into her tightness. It was snugger than I’d expected but so fucking perfect. She sighed and panted as my finger slid in and out and my tongue played with her clit. My finger pushed downward, pressing on the bottom of her pussy near her ass. I could feel tension in her body as her orgasm built up and was ready to explode. Her body was wriggling and squirming, trying to find relief, and that set mine into motion. Growling, I started grinding my hips into the bed; my pre-come dripping on my boxers. I imagined I was fucking into her while she cried out.
“Simon, I’m coming. Simon…I’m coming.” Her back lifted off the bed and her body shook hard as my mouth latched onto her clit, drinking her up.
I unleashed my cock and wrapped my arms around her thighs, pushing deep into her heat. I felt my dick rip through her fleshy barrier, but she didn’t cry out like I would have expected; instead, tears pooled in her beautiful eyes.
I bent down, my hand caressing her cheek and said, “I’m sorry, my love. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“It’s okay, Simon. It’s not that bad. Please, don’t stop.” I threw out a silent hallelujah that she didn’t want this to end. That wasn’t something I wanted either, but her pain did ease my ache a little, and I meant just a little.
We kissed until I could feel her body relax. Her pussy still fought my entrance, but she didn’t agree with it. Emmy lifted her hips trying to take me deeper. I pushed into her a little more slowly, working all the way into her core. Her body opened as I stroked my thick cock leisurely in and out.
Rocking back and forth, I fucked into her with a smile. She was mine and mine alone. Pride washed over me. Emmy’s fingers wrapped around my shoulders with her nails digging into my back. I howled with pleasure, my mouth coming for hers. I sucked her lip in between mine and she pushed her head back, moaning.
I could feel her warm walls pulsing, causing me to come hard. I started shooting my cum deep into her womb. She cried out, “Simon.”
I collapsed to the side of her and pulled her into my arms. Kissing her forehead, I asked, “Are you okay?”
“Yes, Simon. I can’t believe we just had sex,” she sighed. I wondered if she regretted it or some shit.
“Do you wish we hadn’t?”
“No. I just wasn’t expecting it.”
“You weren’t expecting it?” I arched my brow at her, thinking she was nuts. “I’d been letting you know what I wanted from the moment I picked you up at the airport.”
“I meant that I didn’t think I’d come here and have sex with a man I don’t really know.”
“You will get to know me. We’ve got a long time for that. So, let’s shower and dress. We need to eat soon because I’m not done with you.”
“Where’s my suitcase?”
“I’ll get it for you, just jump in the shower.” Her breasts were staring at me, rudely. I was trying to talk to Emmy, but they were too distracting. I had to teach them a lesson, so I bent down and sucked, teased, and plucked them. Once I had her panting, I started to play with her pussy. I didn’t go inside because she was tender, but stroking her clit was enough to have her coming on my fingers and calling my name. “Simon.”
I worked my way off the bed, my dick stiff again, but it would be my hand taking care of business. I was going to give her a few hours before I fucked my baby into her. Her eyelids were barely open, but she had a big-ass grin as she laid there worn the fuck out. I slipped on some boxers and sweatpants before going to get her shit. I opened the door and it was there already. There was a note.
Cam told me what you did. I taught you well. -Dad
I smirked to myself before closing the door. “Babe, it seems Cam made sure we got your luggage. I’m going to put it by the chair. Get your sexy ass up before I take you in the shower myself and when I say take you, I don’t mean just helping you there. I plan to fuck you. So go now before I wreck your pussy.”
She smiled and climbed off the bed. “I think you did. No one will ever compare.”
I scowled at her then pressed her against the wall, pinning her there with my cock. “No one will ever touch your pussy. You’re mine, damn it.”
“You’ve had lovers.”
“And you had your chance before you met me. I’m glad you didn’t take it, but it was there. I would have still wanted had you had tons of fucking lovers, but it’s too late now. If you're horny, you can sit on my face or cock, but I won’t let anyone else touch what�
��s mine. Do you need a repeat of last night? You better not try to torment me with other men.” I warned her ass. My hands were resting on the wall with my face inches from hers. She reached out and placed her hand on my chest. I didn’t realize I’d been heaving. I must look like a madman but hearing her want someone else set me off. I didn’t even think it had to do with the sex. The thought of her loving any else drove me insane.
“I’m sorry, Simon. I don’t want anyone else. Only you.”
Fuck. Hearing that was like an aphrodisiac. My already hard dick was leaking onto my boxers wetting them with my pre-come. She must have read my mind because her tiny hand slid down into my sweats and boxers popping my cock out. The head was dark and ready to shoot. She took hold of it, stroking it firmly. I pulsed in her hand, giving a little more cum to help ease her movements.
“Damn, Emmy, that feels incredible. Stroke it, babe.” I pressed my face into her neck while she worked me over. I was panting so hard I tickled her with my breath and she giggled. I sucked on her neck leaving my mark on her, and she purred like a well-pleased kitty. That was it, my cock was attuned to her desire. I shot off into her hand and onto her flat belly. My mouth moved to hers hungrily, our tongues dueled as I pumped my hips harder into her hands, coming in large streams, even coating the bottom of her tits. I took my hand and rubbed my cum all over her belly and slipped my fingers into her pussy putting some of it there, too. No point in wasting it.
When I stepped back, my legs were weak. I didn’t think I could stand, but I managed to gain my strength. Forcing myself to stand straight, I carried my baby to the shower. By the skin of my teeth, I kept my cock out of her pussy, but it was the only place I kept it away from. We took turns washing each other. It was a test of my strength not to pound into her. My dick was standing straight up while I lavished attention on her breasts and her pussy. After we had rinsed off, she dropped to her knees and wanted to inspect my cock to make sure she had washed it well. I groaned the moment she took the head between her soft lips and looked me right in the eyes. I let her control the pace so I didn’t choke her with my dick. Popping it out of her mouth, Emmy ran her tongue down my length. She spread her thighs and stuck her ass out. I stared at it, wanting in there too. I’d never had a woman like that before. I just hadn’t been interested in dipping my cock in there, but she has me so wound up that I wanted to own every inch of her. I needed her to know that I’d fucked her everywhere and no man could ever replace me. She sucked it some more before taking it out and rubbing my cock against her big tits. That was too much; I gripped her wet hair and started to fuck into her mouth with tiny pumps. It wasn’t long before I was coming. She sucked it all up, but I wasn’t done. Helping her up, I pushed her against the shower wall and she moaned when her nipples hit the cold tile.
“I want all of you. I want your ass. Spread your thighs, baby.”
She didn’t hesitate. Testing her pussy, her clit was peeking out and her walls were pulsing. I gave her a gentle spank on her clit before bending her forward a little more. I rubbed my cock back and forth between her pussy lips. She moaned again, pressing her core on my cock. I let the tip sink into her, teasing her without going all the way in. My cock was so damn wet. I grabbed the lotion bottle I’d gotten since I met her. What can I say? ... It was a long, lonely three weeks waiting for her. I squeezed some into my hands and massaged some into her pucker.
With a finger, I penetrated her hole while my cock continued rocking against her pussy, keeping her relaxed. My finger had gone in all the way to the knuckle before I started to slide it in and out, getting her ready for me. It took a few minutes to prepare her properly, but I knew if I didn’t it would hurt her too much. She was moaning with the three fingers in her ass so I took that as my cue. Positioning myself, I pressed the head of my cock at her back door. She gasped and tensed. “Shh, baby. I’m already in. Relax, my love. Press back and give me that ass.”
Emmy tugged at her breasts in need. Her body relaxed and started to push back, letting my cock slide all the way in. It was an intense feeling to own every inch of her. I ground into her while I strummed her pearl. Every cry was like music to my ears. Her ass was rolling and working my penis in circles. My hand ran up and down her wet body, caressing her smooth flesh. I watched my cock slide in and out of her body. The sight was enough to make me come. Water rolled down her back as I rocked ever so steadily. The way my cock looked as it disappeared into her ass made me even more turned on. I started working her pussy hard with my hand, needing her to explode, or I was going to be the first pussy to come; she felt that good. My dick throbbed and the moisture on my back wasn’t coming from the shower; I was sweating with pent up heat.
The hell with it. I roared as I pumped my cum into her sweet, plump ass. “Emmy!”
She started shaking and followed me over. Her pussy pulsed as she came on my hand. With my dick still inside her, I pressed us both against the wall, breathing in her scent. I ran my nose from her shoulder blades to under her chin. Taking her flesh between my teeth, I nipped her jaw then kissed to her ear, sucking on her little lobes.
“Um…Simon. Damn you, I can’t take one more orgasm.”
“What? I’m not doing anything,” I denied, still sucking on her neck as I pressed my stiffening cock deeper into her ass. I chuckled when she bumped me, trying to break from my hold. It only hardened my dick even more.
“Simon, please.”
“Fine. Let’s wash up.” I pulled out of her ass, my cum dripping out. She was shaky on her feet but still gave me a sassy smile.
After I had gotten clean, I dressed quickly so I wasn’t tempted to take her again. It was nice not to wear a suit. I had on a pair of jeans and a grey tee shirt. I was starting to look like a lumberjack, so while she finished washing up, I decided to shave.
“Stop!” she shouted, opening the glass door. I damn near cut my throat. “Don’t you dare shave your face. I love your beard.”
“Calm down, love,” I said staring at her tits through the mirror. “Babe, I was only cleaning it up.”
“Oh, okay. You scared me for a minute.” With a smile, she shook her head then went back to showering. It was hard to get back to shaving; she had me fucked up with that simple request. Hell, it was more of a demand, but I loved it. She was asking to get pinned and nailed again.
Chapter Eight
I walked out of the bathroom after getting dressed and there stood Simon looking sexy. I wanted to crawl up his body and demand satisfaction even though I was sore. He had on a pair of jeans with a plain cotton shirt. It was normal, which seemed weird to me because he was rich, but something about his simplicity warmed my heart. It made me feel like this thing between us could work.
I haven’t rescheduled my flight because we still have time for shit to go haywire and end. I’d hate to cancel for no reason, and I didn’t have tons of money to throw away. So I just stared at him because he was too damn cute. The moment his eyes met mine, I read the happiness in them.
“Fuck, Em, you’re so perfect,” he praised, walking up to me. He grabbed one of my curls that I had just added some serum to, pulled it, and it sprung back. “I hope our daughters have your beautiful hair.”
This man was too nerve-racking. I wasn’t sure I could handle his visions of us if he weren’t serious.
“I’m hungry.”
“For what?” He winked. The man was not nice. My pussy was soaked again.
“Real food,” I grumped.
“I guess we could eat. Although, I might want something else for dessert.”
“Come, my dirty lover. Feed me.”
“Yes, my wicked princess.” He took my hand and rushed me down to get some food.
Once we got to the kitchen, the family was sitting around eating lunch. I couldn’t believe how long we’d been busy.
“Oops. We missed breakfast.”
“We all did. No one went to bed before three except you two,” Vanessa said taking a drink from her juice and trying to hide her
smirk.
“Van, hush it. I don’t think you’ve made it down for breakfast for a month already.”
“Kids quit it. Now, Emmy. Do you want a sandwich?” Melody asked.
“That’d be wonderful.”
“What about me?” Simon pouted. He was too attractive even when he was being spoiled.
“Don’t worry, Simon. I know you want like three sandwiches.” He smiled brightly like a kid who got his way. What an ass, but he was such a cute ass.
We all sat down at the table as his mom and Vanessa served us. “I know you wanted to see Natalie, but Cam took her out. They’ll be back for dinner,” his mom informed me. I did kind of want to talk to Nat before I left. I knew I said I wouldn’t leave Simon, but I didn’t know if these feelings were just because he was too close to me. Maybe if I were away, I wouldn’t feel the same.
They all started talking about the wedding but I didn’t remember that much. I was a drunken fool. All I thought about was Simon with other women, and I wanted to punch that bitch in the face. I was glad I wasn’t any drunker or I might have. I was certain they were wondering how Simon could even want me when I was so classless last night.
“So, Emmy. I was curious. Do you usually get as smashed as you were last night?”
“Vanessa Erica James,” his mother Melody scolded. If I weren't already embarrassed, I would have been scared. Their mother used the full name.
“That’s not cool, Vanessa,” Simon growled at his sister.
“No, it’s okay. Vanessa, normally I don’t drink like that but you see, your brother was being a dick in public and I’m starting to think it’s a family trait.” I stood up and pushed my plate away. “Excuse me.”
“Emmy,” Simon called out to me.
I ran back to his room. I needed to get out of here. I already felt uncomfortable and she just made me feel worthless. I could hear Simon right behind me, his footsteps rushing across the hardwood floor. I ran up the stairs but once I got there, I got lost. The house was huge and I realized there were two staircases.