by Mia Kenney
“Baby, you taste so good, can’t wait to fuck you,” his voice rumbles into me as he continues licking and sucking me. His fat tongue dips into my center, twirling and reaching for my sensitive bundle of nerves. He’s french kissing my pussy, his tongue twisting and turning as he buries into me. I wonder if this will be what it feels like when his cock is in me. “Reed,” I whimper with need, “will it be this good when you fuck me?”
He pulls away from my center and my legs fall to his sides. The loss of his mouth on me makes me regret my question. “My cock will be even better, trust me pretty girl.”
With those words he rises, my body shadowed by his large frame. He kisses his way over my navel and along my rib cage, his calloused fingers still working my folds. “Reed, I want you so bad...please…” I murmur into the pillow, arching and writhing under him.
Suddenly my nipple is being stretched between his lips, a light grazing of his teeth mixing pleasure with pain. “Ohhhh,” I squeal, my nails digging into his shoulders from the shocking sensation. A laugh rumbles from his chest and he moves quickly, performing a repeat act on my other breast.
“So beautiful, so delicious,” he murmurs against my burning skin, kissing and tasting his way up my chest, across my collarbone and along my neck. He’s everywhere. His hot breath sizzles in my ear, his gasps and grunts of pleasure making me feel powerful that I can have this type of effect on him.
His full weight is on top of me now, my legs held open and pinned under his powerful hips. The burning heat of his cock pressed into my abdomen, throbbing and pulsing against my skin. Our foreheads touch and he studies my face.
“Emerson, do you want me?” His voice is hard and gruff, filled with a desperation I’ve never heard before.
I nod my head.
“Say the words pretty girl,” he grunts into my ear, his breath hot and heavy, sending jolts of desire through me.
“Fuck me Reed, please fuck me...now…” A gasp escapes me when I feel his fingers scissor inside of me.
“Baby I’m just getting your body ready for me, it will pinch at first, but once you adjust to having me inside of you I promise you will be begging for my cock every day,” he smiles the words as he looks down on me and my heart skips a beat. I’ve never wanted a connection with another human being before as much as I want him.
Shifting his weight, his hand guides his cock to my opening and his hips push while his other hand is grasping my shoulder, pulling down and holding me in place.
“Arrghhhh, is it all the way in?!” My fingers are dug into his back, anticipation roaring through me.
“No pretty girl, that’s just the head.”
“I can’t believe there’s more, it feels so big,” I pant into his chest. Beads of sweat have already formed on his flesh, the salty taste reminding me of the flavor of his cock. My hips buck up, my body desperately seeking relief he can only give me.
“Damn baby, you sure know how to make a guy feel good.”
He lurches forward, his cock pushing against my tight and clenching muscles. There’s a sudden sharp pinch and he stills, while my body immediately convulses under him.
“Christ Emerson, you’re so fucking warm and tight,” he groans into my ear, his breath ragged and hot. “Go ahead baby, move your hips, let your body adjust to my size and come on my big cock.”
His words undo me, waves of pleasure overtake me and I move wildly under him. My heels dig into his ass, providing me with the leverage I need to take him deeper and harder. My hands whip around his thick neck, pulling his mouth down onto mine as he swallows my screams of passion. I can’t get enough. My internal muscles are spasming, pulling him even deeper into my hot slick channel.
"Ems,” he pants into my ear, his rough lust filled voice like sandpaper on my skin. "I'm going to start fucking you now."
His hips begin to move, every thrust stronger and faster than the previous. My body responds by matching his, the more he gives the more I take. Already I feel my muscles preparing for another orgasm. My sensitive swollen tissue feels every groove of his cock, every twitch as he drills his thick shaft into my needy wet folds.
"Emerson...tightest pussy ever...will never get enough of you..." His grunted words send me flying over the edge, my pussy clamping and squeezing his cock encouraging him to ride me harder and faster. My eyes squeeze shut, blinded by exploding stars as my pussy gushes all over his cock.
"Im coming pretty girl...so deep...so fucking good..." He growls into my ear as his release floods me.
“Are you ok, sweet thing?” He asks, his voice rough and raspy.
“Yeah, I’m good,” I smile into his neck, “but can we do it again?”
“Fuck yeah, that’s my girl. I knew you’d love my cock. Now get on your hands and knees,” he orders and I do as I’m told, and I love every fucking second of it.
“That’s it babe, bury your face in the pillow and stick that sweet ass up in the air for me. This is the only cock you’ll ever have,” he grunts as his cock head drags down my seam, circles my clit and then does a repeat, making me quake with wicked desire before he even begins to fuck me again.
Gripping my hips he slams into me from behind in one long thrust, his balls smacking my clit, my body reeling from this new sensation. “Fuck me harder,” I beg and plead, pushing my ass against his hips, forcing every single one of those gloriously solid, earth pounding ten inches deep into my womb.
“Yeah, that’s it Em’s, show me what you got my little dirty talking whore. Come all over my fucking cock, now!” The baritone of his voice sweeps over me, filling the room and echoing off the walls. His pace quickens and he’s fucking me harder and faster than before, his hand slapping my ass hard as my muffled screams drown into the pillow. The bed squeaks and shakes under our weight as he fucks me like an animal, raw and unyielding with a deep carnal need. My pussy squeezes his iron clad cock, pulling and sucking him deeper into my core. The wave soars through me, its momentum building and growing as it peaks, breaking through me like a tsunami hitting the beach. I’m speechless and motionless, as the rippling effects of the hardest orgasm I’ve experienced pulse through me as Reed fervently pumps what feels like an endless amount of come deep in me.
Sometime later I awake, the weight of his arm heavy around my waist. The rise and fall of his chest against my back is comforting in a way I never knew possible. The faint dusting of his chest hairs tickling my skin. His long muscular leg is draped over me, essentially trapping me under him. The ache between my thighs is an immediate reminder of what we did last night. I’m surprised by how much I loved it. Reed took me in ways I didn’t know possible. Briefly I wonder about all the women he’s been with, it’s obviously clear he’s been with many. I remember the woman I saw him with in the night club just a few months ago. Pushing the thought out of me head, I tell myself he’s now mine and I have no intention of sharing.
Chapter Eighteen
Emerson
The morning light streams in and awakens me from a restful sleep. Before I even roll over I know I’m in bed by myself. Unsure of the time I pull a t-shirt from Reeds dresser and slip it over my head. Its soft and warm against my skin and I love the feeling of being wrapped in his clothes. The reflection of the new me in the mirror is pleasantly shocking. Vibrant eyes look back at me, taking in the subtle changes of my appearance. On closer inspection I notice faint blotches along my jaw and neck. Gently, my fingers trace the path Reeds whiskers left on my body. The dull ache between my legs reminds me of what we did last night. Although I may have lost something, every cell in body is awake and on fire, and thought of being with him again makes my nipples hard.
His rough kisses have left my lips bruised and swollen. My long hair is loose, with big soft curls falling past my shoulders. I feel different, more light and carefree than I’ve ever felt. I imagine this is how a woman who has been ravished by a man she loves feels. Reed Callahan has not only ravished me, but for the first time ever I love my life.
The
smell of coffee drifts into the bedroom. Quickly I run into the bathroom, brush my teeth and splash some cool water onto my face. I take my time in the hallway admiring what looks to be family photos hanging on the wall. One features a much younger Reed jumping on bales of hay. Its a stark reminder of something I never had, a childhood. But there is something about seeing him as a young child that warms my insides.Looking at his boyhood pictures gives me a glimpse of what my future could hold if I let go of the past.
For the first time I feel grateful she gave birth to me. I’ll never know why she didn’t want me, but suddenly it doesn’t matter anymore. I’m happy to be here, happy to be in love with a man who loves me just as much, if not more. In a peculiar way I feel indebted to her for giving me life and in her own way she did choose me.
“Good morning beautiful,” he says, pressing a gentle kiss against my forehead as he pours my coffee. “I thought you’d be hungry, hope you like eggs.” The breakfast island is set up buffet style, starting with stacked white plates and silverware. Piles of bacon, sausage and hash browns tower over freshly cut fruit and iced danishes. My mouth salivates and my stomach grumbles.
“I think it’s time I tell you about the real me.” I give my glasses a gentle push to the bridge of my nose and fold my hands across my lap. My back is straighter than a two by four and my feet are firmly planted on the floor. “There’s no way to sugar coat this, so I’m just going to say it.” I take a deep breath in and hope I don’t pass out. “My mother abandoned me at birth. She was a prostitute on heroin when I was born. I spent the first four months of my life in the neonatal intensive care unit in a Los Angeles hospital for drug addiction. When my withdrawal was complete I was placed in foster care, where I spent the following eighteen years mostly in a basement by myself. Yeah, I went to school but that was it. My social worker had deemed me to be ‘unadoptable’, and my foster parents were only in it for the monthly check. Once I turned eighteen the money stopped coming I found myself on a bus, all of my belongings in one bag, and somehow I ended up here in San Diego.” This is the first time I’ve told the story to someone and though I expected shock and rejection, I’m not prepared for Reed’s response.
“I don’t care where you came from or how you got here. Just know I want to spend my life with you, loving you, protecting you and fucking you. I’ll never get enough of you, Emerson. You’re mine. Every god damned sexy inch of you belongs to me and I’ll kill anyone who tries to get in our way. Now eat your breakfast before it gets cold. You’re going to need your energy today.” He smiles then wraps his giant arms around me and pulls me in for an all consuming, mouth watering, body melting kiss. Sparks fly through me and I can’t wait for him to fuck me again.
* * *
“I don’t even know where to begin, what time did you get up to make all of this?” Reaching for a plate I start with the fruit.
“Pretty girl I never went to sleep. I plan on spending the rest of my life showing you how a woman should be treated, consider this day one.” He winks and smacks my rear, sending me into a fit of giggles.
“I didn’t even know you could cook,” I gasp while laughing and tossing a sausage link to Marigold manages to swallow it whole without choking.
“Someone will have to feed all of our children. I plan on keeping you barefoot and pregnant, seeing how I accepted a permanent assignment to remain stateside for the rest of my career.”
I’m stunned by his news and the way he makes me feel. “I love you too, Reed,” I whisper against his chest as he envelopes me in his thick arms, “I love you too.”
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