by Sam Crescent
“You’re certainly right about that.” She snuggled in close against his side as the elevator took them down to the ground floor.
This was it.
Her first time away with a guy.
Excitement filled every part of her, and she was nervous. Still, there was no going back now.
Chapter Nine
“You don’t like it?” Alaric asked, watching as Bella stood in the center of the cabin. They had spent the past hour in the restaurant waiting as the room was made up for them, with their suitcases even being dealt with. For two days, their clothes had been hung up in the same closet, and the fire was roaring in the sitting room. He still couldn’t get over their shared closet.
They were sharing a space together in the bedroom.
Bella looked a little uneasy about that as well.
“I do. I really do. It’s just a little surreal,” she said.
“Why?”
“I don’t know. I’m here with you, and I don’t even know what you are. My lover, friend, boyfriend—”
“Boyfriend.” He liked that. Being a possession of hers.
“Three years of celibacy has really paid off,” she said.
He laughed, and folded his arms, leaning against the doorframe. The jeans she wore molded to her curves, and he couldn’t wait to peel them off her, and fuck her brains out.
“Yeah, I wanted to ask you about that,” he said.
“What would you like to know?” She spun around to face him. “Want to know how a girl can keep her legs closed for that long?”
“Not that crude, but pretty much.”
She chuckled. “After my last boyfriend, and all the other disasters, sex just didn’t seem all that important.”
“You’re a highly sexed woman, Bella. How did you contain it?”
“I told you, I worked, and I cook and bake. I like sex. I like it a lot, but it doesn’t consume me.”
“It doesn’t?”
“I thought about it. Of course I did, and I played when I got desperate. I guess memories of all the past failures stopped me from reaching out and finding someone else. It’s not as easy as it looks.”
“No, it’s not.”
“You know, we’ve known each other a couple of weeks now, and I don’t know anything about you,” she said.
“Yeah, you do. You know the important stuff.”
“Like leaving the toilet seat up?” she asked.
“Yes.”
“I don’t like it when you do that. It’s a pet hate of mine. I don’t suppose you’ll start putting it down, will you? Is there any way you can, I don’t know, sit down to pee?” she asked.
“I can’t even believe I’m having this discussion.”
“I know. I’m sorry. I’m nervous. The only time I’ve been away was with my parents, and that was so long ago, I can’t even remember it. Mom would have liked this place.”
“Even though she loved camping?”
“She loved camping in the summer. Even my mom got cold. She’d never have gone away for Christmas though. To her, Christmas was always supposed to be at home.”
Alaric thought about her home, the decorations, the scents around the kitchen as she’d been baking up a storm. Bella had him in the kitchen making up sweet pastry while she made her own mincemeat. It was the most interesting of his memories so far.
Bella took a seat, and hugged one of the cushions to her. “I remember as a little girl we’d spend the final week of Christmas baking brownies, cookies, pies, and breads, and everything. We’d go to my father’s office for his party, and everyone would be so welcoming, so inviting. There would be tinsel and mistletoe. Mom and Dad would laugh, and everything was perfect in the world.”
“It sounds amazing.”
“Yeah. Thinking about her, it just makes me miss her so much, you know? She would love this time of year.”
He saw the tears sparkling in her eyes, and his gut twisted. Alaric didn’t wait around. He sat beside her and pulled her into his arms, holding her close.
“If your mother loved Christmas so much, why was she in her car that day?”
“It’s my fault.”
“Wait, no.”
“It was. I was sick, really sick, and my dad had forgotten to pick up my medicine the day before. There’s always a pharmacy open somewhere, and I got worse. Dad had had a drink at dinner, and he was over the limit. He couldn’t drive, and my mom was determined to get me my medication. She said, ‘I’ll be back before you know it’. She kissed me on the cheek, and I never saw her again. She never came home, and the police arrived, and everything went bad for a while. It was hard. Dad was a wreck. If only I hadn’t gotten sick, she’d be here now.”
She wiped her tears, and the sight of them twisted his gut. He didn’t want her to cry. “You couldn’t help being sick.”
“I could have tried to hide it.”
“And gotten worse? Babe, you were too damn young. This was not your fault. It wasn’t even your father’s fault. I’m surprised you still love Christmas.”
“It’s Dad’s fault about that. I didn’t want to celebrate it because of what happened. He told me that my mother would be disappointed if I didn’t at least bake one of everything she liked, and embrace her traditions. If I stopped, I wouldn’t be keeping her with me, I’d be killing her memories as well.”
“He’s right.” Alaric didn’t think for a second that he would say those fateful words, but he did. “Your dad loves you, and it has been an honor and a privilege to have been by your side the past couple of days.”
“Thank you.”
“Do you still bake for your father?” he asked.
“No. My apartment wouldn’t accommodate it. I do take in as many baked goodies as I can. Everyone loved my mom, and my dad. They’re great people.” She wiped away the last of her tears and took a deep breath. “Wow, I didn’t have any intention of crying like that. So wrong. Besides, I wanted to know more about you.” She smiled.
“There’s not a lot to tell. I’m the only one left, and my parents didn’t want any more kids. I was the firstborn son, and that was all they were interested in.”
“Oh, I’m sorry.”
“I didn’t have a family like yours. You were lucky.” He pushed the hair off her shoulder.
He watched as she pushed her glasses up her nose. She looked so cute with them on. He didn’t see a need for her to wear contacts. Cupping her cheek, he ran his thumb across her soft skin.
“Do you ever think of having a family?” she asked.
Not until he’d gotten to know her.
Family was something he considered a burden. Now, he was seeing family was something so much more.
“I don’t know. One day maybe.”
“You don’t have a clock going tick-tock, tick-tock.”
“No clock. No timer. No alarm. Right now, I want to kiss you.” He ran his thumb across her bottom lip. She let out a moan, and he smiled. “I love how responsive you are to me.”
Even her eyes dilated, and her breathing grew deeper. She pressed against him, wanting to get closer, and he saw her need as well. She was a greedy little bitch, and right now, she belonged to him.
“Do you want me to kiss you?” he asked.
“Yes.”
Cupping both of her cheeks, he didn’t give her a chance to back down or turn him away. He took possession of her lips, and claimed what was his. Sliding his tongue across her lips, he plundered inside, deepening the kiss.
“Blue,” she said, moaning his name.
Fake name.
Lies.
Betrayal.
You’re going to hurt her.
He cut off his own thoughts, and focused on the woman in his arms. Her response to him completely floored him. Running his hands down to her shirt, he tore it open, buttons spraying everywhere.
She whimpered, and her nails grabbed onto his shirt. They stood, fighting each other, moving closer toward the bedroom as they removed each other’s clothes. He
wanted her completely naked. They stepped into the bedroom both of them stepping out of jeans.
Seconds later they were both naked, and together dropped to the bed.
“This is the first time we’ve made it onto a bed,” she said, smiling up at him.
Cupping her tit, he leaned down and sucked the hard bud into his mouth, moaning.
“So good,” he said.
She gasped, arching up into his touch.
Releasing her tit, he grabbed her thigh and hooked it over his hip. Moving between her spread thighs, he found her entrance, and slid every single inch of his cock inside her.
She cried out, closing her eyes and flinging her head back.
He had forgotten to put a condom on. The pleasure was so intense that he didn’t want to stop, and so, slamming his lips down on hers, he began to fuck her. Long, slow strokes that slowly built to a fever pitch of pleasure.
“You have such a beautiful pussy,” he said. “I could be inside you forever.”
She was wet and so damn sexy.
Driving his cock in deeper, Alaric stared into her eyes, and for a split second, he wished everything could be different. He wished Bella could be looking into his eyes rather than those of Blue. They were one and the same, and yet it was completely different.
Filling her pussy, he made sure she found orgasm before he reached his. He should have pulled out.
He didn’t.
He didn’t want to pull out, so he filled her pussy with his cum, and even after his orgasm ebbed away, he stayed deep inside her, keeping her there, hoping that maybe there would be some way to keep her once he’d hurt her.
****
“That is a total lie,” Bella said. “You have to like chocolate.”
She took another bite of the coffee chocolate she had just tasted, and closed her eyes.
“I can safely say I don’t. I’m more of a savory guy myself. I’ve never been one to love chocolate.”
“I saw the way you were eating those brownies I made, mister. You’re a little liar.” She licked her fingers, and giggled as Blue ran the tips of his fingers down her naked back.
“You’re not going to distract me. I refuse to be distracted.” When he grabbed her ass and gave it a gentle squeeze, she giggled.
Blue moved from beside her, and straddled her legs, keeping her so that her stomach was on the bed, and unless she tilted her head, she couldn’t see him.
His fingers moved from her shoulders, gliding down her back to her ass. He squeezed her ass, spreading her open, and then releasing her.
“So you don’t like chocolate?” she asked.
“I don’t like chocolate. I love nuts. Candied chestnuts, I do like them this time of year.”
“Wow,” she said, glancing back. “So macho, candied chestnuts.”
He chuckled. “There’s a lot more to enjoy that candy. Besides, I’d say the top of my list is this tight little pussy.” His fingers slid between her thighs, and he pressed two inside her.
“Oh my.”
“Yes, darling. You’re very wet. Do you want to tell me something?” he asked. “Do you want to be a bad little girl with me?”
She snorted, and he laughed along with her.
This was their last night together, and even though it had only been a day, she had loved every single second of it. In fact, she felt closer to him, as if she knew him just a little more.
Bella forgot about the chocolate as he slid two fingers inside her, and then brought them back, coating her anus.
She moaned and lifted up a little, trying to make it easier for him to get what he wanted.
“You’re going to give this to me?” he asked.
“Yes, it’s yours.” Every part of her belonged to him. He gave her the freedom to be herself, and for that, she’d give him anything.
“That’s a tempting offer.”
He moved around, and she wasn’t sure what he was doing, and then she gasped as he pressed something cool and slick against her ass. “What’s that?”
“It’s just some lube. I was hoping we’d have some experimenting, and this ass would be mine by the end of the weekend.”
“You’re very presumptuous,” she said.
“Babe, I was more hoping and praying. I’ve been a good boy and all, ate all my vegetables.”
She giggled, which turned into a moan as his finger penetrated her ass.
“I’m guessing none of those assholes you dated before ever gave you something like this?” he asked.
“No. None of them.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you’ll never remember them.”
She believed him.
Blue coated her anus with the lube, and she rested her head on her hands, waiting, anticipating what he’d do next.
“Have you thought about being fucked in the ass?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Do you want me to give it to you?”
“Yes.”
He worked a second finger inside her and began to stretch her ass. “I need you to be nice and open for my cock. I’m not tiny.”
Blue wasn’t. He was all man, and she wanted every single part of him.
After several minutes of him stretching her ass, and getting her used to feel of the feel of him, he removed his fingers, and replaced them with the tip of his cock.
At first, she tensed up. He seemed to want to put a very large dick in a tiny hole, and she really wasn’t sure if she was ready for that.
“Relax, baby. You’ll stretch for me, and it’ll pinch at first, but then you’re going to love it.”
You want this.
And she did. She wanted it so badly.
Slowly, achingly slowly, he started to push his dick inside her ass, filling her up, opening her ass to his cock.
“Oh, fuck!” She gritted her teeth, and couldn’t stop herself from tensing up as he inched inside her.
He cupped her hips, and stayed still. “It’s okay. Just give it a minute.”
“It … stings.”
“It will, baby. Just trust me, and I want you to push out. Push out as if you’re trying to get me out.”
She did what he asked, and cried out as he went deeper into her ass. She held onto the edge of the bed, and cried his name.
“Please,” she said.
“It’s okay, baby. I’m holding still. Touch yourself.”
“You want me to touch myself.”
“Feel the pleasure that you can give yourself. Trust me.”
Sliding a hand between herself and the bed wasn’t easy. She found her pussy, and was surprised to feel it wet and ready.
The pain in her ass was lessening, and she wanted him to start pushing inside her.
“Damn, I wish I could take a picture so I could look at this during work. Your ass, open, ready with a nice fat cock inside it.”
“Blue?”
“Sh, it’s okay. I’m not going to. I know you’re not ready for that.”
She whimpered.
“Ah, I can feel your ass. You want me to fuck it, don’t you? You want me to start driving my dick deep inside your hot little ass. Fill you up with my spunk.”
His words aroused her and drove her closer to orgasm.
Slowly, he started to rock inside her so that only a couple of inches of him thrust within her.
The lube helped him to move up and down, working her ass. After several seconds, the pain morphed into a combination of numbing pleasure. Something out of this world, and so damn sexy. Her pussy pulsed with each wave of arousal.
“Does your pussy want to be filled?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“I’ll find a special dildo so I can fill your pussy while I fuck your ass. It will make it nice and tight. There’s no fucking way I’d ever share you. You’re all mine.”
He kissed her neck, biting over her pulse, and causing goosebumps to erupt all over her flesh.
Blue started to thrust deeper into her ass, and she whimpered when she thought he was abo
ut to pull out.
“Don’t you worry, baby. You’re not getting rid of my cock until we’ve both come.”
She fingered her pussy as he rode her ass, riding each other until they both found their release together. She thrust up against his cock, taking him as deep as she could go as he slammed deep inside her ass, filling her up.
Neither of them moved as the only sounds that filled the room were those of their breathing.
“That was fucking amazing,” he said.
She smiled. “I know.”
“Babe, you know you’re mine, right? That I’m not going to let you go.” He moved so that his face was near her face, and she turned to look at him.
“What do you mean?”
“I’m not one of your past boyfriends who don’t know how to treat you. I know what you want, and we’re good together. I care about you a lot, Bella.”
“I care about you, too.”
Her heart started to pound. It wasn’t exactly a declaration of love, but after a couple of weeks, even she questioned her own feelings.
“We’re together.”
“We are?”
“You bet your sweet ass, we are.” He pressed a kiss to her lips. “I was hoping you’d know it from this trip alone. You’re mine, and I’m yours.”
“We belong to each other?”
“Yes, and that’s the way it’s going to be.”
He eased out of her ass, and she watched him walk toward the bathroom. They were together.
It was like all of her dreams were coming true. She was finally falling in love, and had met a man who liked her for herself.
Chapter Ten
“What are you going to do?” Rex asked.
Alaric sat at the bar in the exclusive nightclub. He sipped at his brandy, and glanced around at the other men, sitting around. The weekend away with Bella had been the best days he could ever recall. Being with her was the best experience of his life.
“I’ve got to tell her the truth. Don’t I? This revenge shit, it was wrong from the start.”
“I did try to tell you,” Rex said.
“I know. You know, I’ve been watching Reed for some time in the past couple of weeks, and I don’t even think he’s aware of the competition we’ve been in.”
“What do you mean?”