Beast Mode Todd

by Jordan Silver

  Instead I sped up my thrusts, sawing my cock into her until I reached bottom and then pulling back to do it all over again. She was screaming out loud now, incoherent words that I couldn’t make heads or tails of, but her body interpreted just fine.

  The way I had her bent double and pinned by my much heavier frame, there wasn’t much she could do but take the pounding I was giving her. But I wanted more. I wanted to feel her hands on me. I needed that shit like the earth needs rain.

  I fucked into her twice more before lowering her legs and releasing the hands I’d been holding beside her head on the pillow. They went straight to my back and dug in as my lips and teeth found her nipple for the first time. I bit down while simultaneously using my tongue to taste her and that’s all it took to send her flying again.

  11

  She cums way too easy. Like her tight little pussy had been starved for attention. I fucked her through another orgasm while feeding on her tits, going back and forth from one to the other. When I bit down on the right one harder than before she almost lifted me off of her as her body arched off the bed with one massive fucking orgasm.

  “Fuck!” I held still while her pussy genuflected around my cock and her body shook like it was in a tailspin. Just as her eyes rolled back in her head I slammed her back down onto the mattress with the force of my pounding thrust and force-fed her tight snatch the whole length of my cock again.

  Lifting her ass in my hands I pulled her pussy hard on and off my rod while her hoarse pleas filled the air. She was by turns asking me to stop with one breath and with the other begging me not to…ever.

  Like this, with her hair wild, jaw slack and greedy cock lust burning in her eyes, she looked more like the girl who’d first approached me. This is how I’d always envisioned her. Wild, untamed. One of those beings led by the force of their own primal needs.

  “Is this what you wanted? Huh? Is this what you were after five years ago?” I dropped her nipple from between my teeth and gazed down at her. Her eyes were clouded over and her breath was choppy and short because I never stopped fucking her.

  She didn’t answer so I hit her with the dick to loosen her tongue. “Answer me damn you.” I knew where this anger came from. I was mad that she was making me feel. She wasn’t supposed to. she wasn’t supposed to be the best fuck of my life either. Even after going without for so long a man never forgets. And on my word, I have never felt anything as good as her.

  “I… please… Todd.” She’d forgotten how to speak apparently so I took pity on her and fed her my tongue. I guess it was too soon to ask her to have that discussion while I was fucking the shit out of her.

  Still I had to get some of my own back, because she’d made me forget that I was mad at her, that I in fact was supposed to hate her fucking guts. So I left her mouth and went after her nipple again, this time using my teeth to mark her.

  I reared back and took a look at my handy work. Good luck explaining my mark that was already beginning to form. Seeing it there made all the blood rush to my cock, which was still hard as fucking titanium.

  She looked down to where I was staring and although her pussy had juiced when I marked her she now tried bucking me off. I grabbed her hands and slammed them back down beside her head again. “No.”

  There was a minor battle of wills fought only with our eyes. Hers pleaded for understanding; I had none. Although in all honesty this had stopped being about the past somewhere between the time I sunk into her and now, there was still a debt to be paid.

  I knew what she was thinking, the same thing I was, but for two different reasons. “It’ll be fine.” Why the fuck was I trying to reassure her? Didn’t I want him to see my mark on her? Wasn’t that the fucking deal here?

  Still I lowered my head and took her tongue into my mouth this time, making love to it as I softened. I tried, I really tried to hang onto my righteous anger, it was my right, but her pussy had somehow defeated me. I’ll have to regroup when this shit was over, but for now, I’ll let myself enjoy.

  The only thing that went according to plan was that I stayed inside her all day. After I nutted in her the first time and we were both too tired to move, I’d laid there with her head on my chest and my arms wrapped securely around her.

  We didn’t talk, not even when I dragged us both into the shower to clean up before bringing her back to bed and giving her my mouth. Her pussy was obviously sore though she didn’t say anything. I could see by the swollen redness that my dick had done a number on her too tight snatch.

  If I didn’t know better I would’ve sworn she was mute because the only sounds that came out of her for the hours that I was there, were moans and grunts and the occasional “Todd.”

  When she was too tried to move, I sat her on my cock and held her in place while I fucked up into her until we both came, only to turn her to her back and do her all over again.

  I wasn’t tried, in fact if things were different I could’ve stayed in her all day and night and get up the next day and start all over again. After the first fuck when I came in half an hour flat, I was able to ride her for much longer. I was readjusting her pussy and she didn’t even know it.

  When the sun shifted in the sky and it was coming onto evening, to the time when you know who would be pulling into the driveway, reality gave me a swift kick in the balls.

  This is a fine fucking thing. She’d fucked my whole program, literally. I hadn’t even put my dick in her mouth yet and already I could tell that this wasn’t going to be over for a long fucking time. I have to come up with plan C quick or I’ll end up spending the rest of my life watching her through a computer screen.

  I didn’t want to use the pass against her for what came next. We were in uncharted territory now, somehow I think she knew that too, and her first question of the day proved it.

  “What now?” She didn’t have to expound on that. We both knew that when I came in here this morning it was to punish her for the wrong she’d done me. Just like we both knew that shit hadn’t lasted past the second fuck.

  I looked down at her as she laid on my chest with her chin propped on her crossed arms while I played in her hair. “I have to think about it.” I pulled her up so I could reach her lips, those lips that left me spellbound for some fucked up reason.

  When I squeezed her ass she tried batting my hands away but I just simply turned her to her back, spread her legs wide and eased into her. She was damn near swollen shut around my cock meat. I decided to pay attention this time and not get suckered in by her pussy magic.

  Listen to your head Todd. Once bitten twice shy. I thought for sure that this time I could stay in control, that I could distance myself from her even as I made love to her. Oh yeah, this was for sure lovemaking. The barriers were down and somehow she’d snuck in under my guard. There was no denying that shit.

  When we kissed it was no longer a battle of wills, but a shared pleasure between two people who found joy in the act. When I took her head in my hands and looked down at her I wasn’t looking at the enemy, but someone I was pretty sure I wanted to get to know. What a fucking mess.

  Like I said, now that the edge was off and I didn’t have the need to spill, my dick was in for the long haul. I knew she was with me, but I could also see that she was getting nervous. Outside the window the sun was making tracks across the sky heading west.

  “We have to stop soon.” Of course she’d already cum twice again this time. Selfish!

  “This is my pussy now. I’ll take it whenever, wherever and however I want.” Her body reacted to my forceful words but she still tried to bite me when I fed her my tongue. I repaid her with a short jab into her sweet spot before long dicking the fuck out of her until she creamed all over my cock again.

  “How many times have you cum since I got inside you? Huh? You wanna tell me how much you don’t want this? Go ahead, I’m listening.” I never gave her a chance to answer even if she’d had the strength, which she damn well didn’t. I had five years of pent up coc
k spit to release, she’d be lucky if I let her go.

  She tricked me. Using her pussy muscles to control my ass and it wasn’t long before I was emptying my seed inside her again. I waited for her to rush into the shower to clean my scent off of her because he would be home soon, but she just laid there staring at me like I was supposed to have all the answers.

  “I’m gonna go now, but we need to talk.” I pulled out and rolled away from her before dragging my clothes back on. Her eyes followed my tats like she was now seeing them for the first time. I saw the uncertainty in her eyes when she read the word ‘vengeance’ on my lower stomach and ran my hand over it.

  “A reminder.” I pulled my shirt on over my head and reached for my shoes before shoving my feet into them. She sat up on the bed like she had all day and stretched before planting her feet on the floor. I think her legs were still too weak to move.

  I leaned over her for one last kiss before taking her chin in my hand and looking into her eyes, so she could see that I meant what I was about to say.

  “If you let him have you after today I’ll bury you both.” Her mouth fell open and she folded her arms as the events of the day caught up with her.

  “He’s my fiancée we’ve been living together for a year, what am I supposed to tell him?” I give a fuck.

  “Tell him you’ve got a yeast infection, tell him you’re saving yourself I don’t give a fuck. And just in case you think I won’t know that he’s had you think again.”

  I took the little device I had hidden in my pocket and showed it to her. “I’ve got eyes and ears in your place. Don’t try to find them because you won’t.” With that I turned and left.

  12

  Welp, my dick’s rubbed raw. I hissed when the soap hit it but forged through the pain like a man. I imagine she was in worst shape. I shoulda soaked her in a hot tub before I left but her bringing him up kinda soured my mood there at the end.

  I left all the lights off in the house so Bryan wouldn’t know I was inside when he came knocking for his nightly dinner invite. Not that I was feeling guilty or anything, I just didn’t want to see his fucking face.

  I did eavesdrop on their conversation a little bit to see where things were and got the gist that he hadn’t a clue. I wonder how she got the fuck smell out of the room, and the bathroom, and…shit. I must’ve dripped cock juice all over the floor over there. Oh well.

  I hit the sack early since my ass was done for and dropped like a lodestone. My dreams were filled with unanswered questions and puzzles that didn’t make a lick of sense. I kept seeing her face with that look of fear in her eyes, calling to me.

  I shot up in bed sometime in the early morning hours. “Son of a bitch!” I looked around the room as if expecting to find the answers hiding in the corners. I did not like where my mind had gone. In my semi conscious state, shit that I wouldn’t allow myself to think while in my waking state was screaming at me loud and clear.

  I needed to talk to her, now. I had to wait. It would be another two hours before asshole left for work. I took a glance at the computer screen and came up short. “Where the fuck is she?” I hit some keys and scanned the rest of the house and found her wrapped up on the couch.

  Going back to the bedroom it was obvious that her side of the bed hadn’t been slept in. “Good girl.” Why the fuck that shit should make me want to do cartwheels is anybody’s guess, but it made me feel good.

  I even whistled while I put on a pot of coffee, until I remembered what had ran me from my bed. I’m trying not to kill anyone, but if what I suspect now is true, somebody’s gonna get burnt.

  It was obvious now that the deputies hadn’t framed me. When I asked in a roundabout way of course, she didn’t even know them. There were only one other person caught up in this mess, the one person I would never have looked at for this.

  To kill time while I waited for Bryan to leave out I did some digging. Dad had been in control of my part of the business while I was inside. The account had been set up and the monies from the bike shop was being deposited bi-weekly.

  I never had reason to doubt that shit was on the up and up before, but now…

  I knew as soon as I started digging that shit was off. the Money in the beginning looked about right, and my name was on all the right papers as far as the business was concerned, in the beginning.

  Two hours later I was ready to kill, but I needed to hear it from her. I needed to be sure before I made my move. I think somehow I must’ve known. That’s probably why I didn’t rush over there first thing when I got out. The money hadn’t been my first priority. The fact that Doug had left out the day before my release should’ve been a dead giveaway. Had the tables been turned I would’ve met him at the gate. Son of a bitch.

  I called her as soon as I heard his car leave. “Come next door, we need to talk.” I hung before she could say anything. What was she gonna say? No? She was there ten minutes later looking tired and worn the fuck out.

  She kept looking back over her shoulder as if she didn’t want the neighbors to see her standing there before eight o’clock in the morning. I purposely made her wait a little longer. Old habits die hard I guess.

  I opened the door and let her in. “Coffee?”

  “No thanks, I already had some.” Aren’t we polite?

  I turned to look at her once the door was closed and she was standing in the middle of the living room.

  “I’m going to ask you some questions. I want the truth. If you lie to me it’ll just piss me off and we’ll be back to square one.” I let that sink in as she dropped down on the couch.

  I could see that she was nervous and that fear crept back into her eyes. There was no use drawing the shit out so I just got right to it. “Why did you set me up?” She fidgeted around and refused to look at me until I knelt down in front of her.

  “Look at me. If you want to make this right you have to come clean with me. You owe me that much.” Her hand trembled in mine when I took it. She was scared shitless. “I will protect you no matter what, but you have to tell me.”

  She took a deep breath and composed herself. I squeezed her hand and held it in mine to give her the comfort she seemed to need and the strength to go on. When it seemed like she was still too afraid to open her mouth, I started things off.

  ‘That first time you approached me, you seemed different. What was that about?”

  “It was a dare.” She peeped out at me from beneath lowered lids with a shy half smile and a shrug.

  “Go on.” She blew out a breath and sat up straight with her hand still in mine.

  “I told my friends that I liked you. Back then I was a bit… reckless. I wasn’t wild or anything.” She rushed to assure me. My only answer was another squeeze of her hand.

  “Anyway, I knew who you were, or knew of you anyway. I’d seen you around town a time or two and thought you were hot.” She blushed when she said that and I saw just a hint of that girl I’d first met.

  “I wasn’t brave enough to approach you though, not until they dared me to. Then when you shot me down they made my life hell. They ragged me about that the whole summer, but it was nothing I couldn’t handle.” She stopped there and her hand really started to shake now.

  “I pretty much put it out of my mind until…until your cousin caught me smoking pot. You have to understand back then I was terrified of my parents ever knowing I did such a thing.” She was becoming agitated, so I calmed her down.

  “Finish it.” I kept my voice calm though inside I was a burning cauldron of rage.

  “He said he’d tell them unless I did him a favor. I thought he just wanted me to seduce you or something. I didn’t question his motives, I just didn’t want him to tell my parents. They would’ve killed me.”

  “I didn’t want to, but he kinda forced me. I had no choice.” She closed her eyes and a tear slid down her cheek. “After you rejected me the second time he got really mad. I told him I’d done what he asked but he said something like it wasn’t over. I
didn’t hear from him for a few weeks after that and then one night he stopped me when I was sitting in the Dairy Queen parking lot. I think he’d been following me or something.”

  “I started to tell him that you weren’t interested and it was a waste of time, but he said he wanted me to do something different this time. He just wanted me to tell my friends that we’d had sex. I didn’t think it would get us here. I mean people make up stuff like that all the time and nothing like this ever happened.”

  I kept quiet and let it all sink in as the pieces fell into place. “So you told your friends, then what?”

  “I don’t know. I honestly don’t know. The next thing I knew you were being arrested and my dad was livid. Someone had told him about my lie and by then it was too late. I know now that I should’ve spoken up, that I could’ve ended it all. But then I heard about the drugs and figured they’d forget all about the other. I guess I was wrong.”

  “You have to believe me, I’ve been a different person since then. I stopped hanging out, stopped going to parties. I just locked myself away until I went away to college and I’ve been living this way ever since. If I could take it all back I would I promise. I’m so sorry.”

  She broke down while I hung my head letting it all sink in. Until she said the words I had held out hope that the conclusions I’d drawn in the early morning hours were wrong. That there was no way the man I had grown up with and treated more like a brother than the distant cousin he was, could do such a thing.

  Why? Why had he concocted such evil against me? Was it the business? Money? I couldn’t recall a time when we had been at odds except for the usual childhood run-ins over the years that had never amounted to anything more than a stupid falling out over nothing.

  Nowhere in my memory was there anything that would lead me to believe this of him, but I knew it to be true. We didn’t speak for the longest time. There was much to think about, not the least being the fact that I had held her responsible for something that was not entirely her fault.