by D Scott
“Wait...that’s what you’re upset about? For real?”
She looks away and shrugs.
“Gina, look at me. Look at me.”
I wait until her eyes come back to mine.
“You were a virgin last night. I took that to mean you’re probably not on any kind of birth control. I came inside you that first time but I’ve been pulling out because it’d make me the biggest asshole in the world to carelessly knock you up after you gave me your innocence.” Her eyes drop and this time I let her get away with it. “You’re so damn young, babe, you can’t possibly want to be tied to a man you barely even know. You have so much ahead of you and I don’t want to be the one to hold you back because of my own selfishness.”
She nods, but I can feel that she’s holding back — trying to shield herself.
“Okay. Can I get up now?”
“Gina...” I sigh, not knowing what to say.
I’m still trying to wrap my head around her being pissed I didn’t cum inside her.
“Please, just let me up,” she whispers.
Gently I pull her legs from my shoulders and ease off of her, rolling to the side to let her sit up. She starts to move off the bed, but I grab her arm before she can.
“Babe—”
“It’s fine, really. I guess I just forgot about the risk is all.”
I tighten my hold on her.
“You forgot that having my seed in your body could possibly knock you up? How do you forget something like that?” I don’t mean to snap at her but that’s how it comes out.
She glares at me and tries to yank her arm free but I keep my hold on her.
“Quit it and answer me.”
She tries snatching her arm away again but ends up falling back onto my chest. I wrap my arms around her struggling body, cradling her against me.
“Why? What’s the point? You have all the answers right — since you’re the adult and I’m just the irresponsible teenager that you used to get off.”
My arms tighten reflexively and a growl escapes me when she says that.
“So if I wasn’t eighteen this wouldn’t be an issue then? You’d cum inside me?”
She turns to look back at me when I don’t answer, but what the hell am I supposed to say to that? It’s not like a make a habit of taking a woman raw let alone releasing inside of one I just met. But before I can even get my thoughts together to come up with a sensible answer, she’s steaming ahead.
“Yeah, I didn’t think so. Because this is just an outlet for you to get your cock wet with the excuse that you’re looking out for my future. But what you don’t seem to get is...I don’t have a future. I got arrested for possession and was held in lock up, warning or not, my future is done. Besides, I’ve never really had something I wanted all that much. Not until you.” The last sentence is a whisper. “I can’t even have that though, not really. I mean, it’s not like you’re going to permanently stick with somebody like me — who’s where I’m from and has a family like mine.” She pauses. “But it felt good to at least pretend.”
Fuck, I can’t listen to this anymore.
I pull my arms from around her and push her to her back on the bed before moving around to climb on top of her. I pin her wrists above her head and trap her legs between mine before lowering my head until my lips are an inch from hers.
“You really think for one damn second that I’d give my seed to a woman I don’t have feelings for? That I’m so hard up for pussy I’ll sink my dick anywhere? Without protection at that? You’ve lost your damn mind.” Now she’s got me pissed off. “I’ve never given a drop of my seed to any woman before. Not on accident and definitely not on fucking purpose. With you I’ve done both, and those times I pulled out took every ounce of my willpower not to make your hot little snatch swallow every thick rope of my cum.” I touch my lips to hers. “And the only reason I’m not inside your virgin snatch right now is because you need a break.”
My semi-hard presses into her, and she wiggles with need.
“My wanting you has nothing to do with where you come from or what you’ve been through. I want you because you’ve got a great ass that I could stare at all day, big round tits that overflow in my mouth, and grown woman hips wide enough for me to hold onto when I fuck you. You’ve got a tight virgin pussy that was designed by God himself just for me.”
I can smell her arousal gathering between her thighs, and as bad as I want another taste, I need her to hear me out.
“And your eyes are the richest, warmest shade of brown I’ve ever seen, and there’s an innocence in them that shines through even after all the shit you’ve dealt with. You’re unwaveringly loyal and you’re tougher than anyone I know. Learned all that since the first day we met, little misfit, and I don’t plan to let you go. But I’m also not gonna take advantage of you, because you do have a future ahead of you.”
Hell, now she’s got tears in her eyes.
She looks away from me and tries to blink them back before looking back at me and nodding. “Well, maybe I can take a Plan B pill or something. Just to be safe.”
That makes me pause. “Doesn’t that pill kill my seed or some shit?”
She shrugs. “Yeah, something like that, I guess. I don’t really know, I’ve never had to use one before.”
I shake my head. “No, you’re not taking that.”
Her brows knit. “Didn’t you just say you didn’t want to knock me up?”
“No, I said I’d be a selfish prick to knock you up. But if my seed makes a baby in you, we’ll make it work. If it doesn’t, we’re in the clear. We just need to be safe from now on.”
“I don’t understand, it would be easier if I just took a Plan B.”
“No, Gina, you’re not taking that damn pill. Who knows what the hell it does to your insides.”
She has the nerve to roll her eyes. “Oh please, women take that pill all the time and nothing bad happens.”
“Yeah, but those other women aren’t mine. You are.”
Her eyes narrow. “You’re not the boss of me.”
“Actually, I am, considering it’s my seed inside you.”
“Are not.”
Jesus, how old is she?
“Gina, I’m not going to argue with you about this.”
She tries to put on an innocent face. “Who’s arguing? I'm not arguing.”
I roll my eyes upward and pray for patience so I don’t strangle my little misfit.
“Yeah, babe, you’re arguing. Now quit being difficult and get your sexy little ass in the shower before I give in to the need to get back between these thighs and pound your sore pussy again.”
She wiggles. “Ooh, please do, deputy.”
My cock leaks.
Fuck.
“Shower, Gina, now.”
“Okay, jeez, I’m going. No need to get all bossy.”
I tighten my grip on her wrists and grind my cock into her.
“You like it when I’m bossy.”
“Sure do, deputy, but I’ve got a shower to take so let me up.”
I let her up, but not before swiping my fingers through her wet folds for one more taste. I can’t help it — everything about her is addicting.
I wasn’t lying when I said she needed to get cleaned up before I pounced on her again. Even after I let her off the bed my boy was hard and ready to go after her. I didn’t — I knew her body needed a break after last night — but damn if I didn’t have to jerk my seed out in the guest bathroom down the hall before getting cleaned up and heading to the kitchen. I started with French toast and bacon, until my little misfit came strolling in wearing one of my t-shirts saying that she needed eggs if she was going to have bacon.
Such a princess.
Apparently my girl doesn’t like to cook because all she did while I was getting everything fixed was prance around the kitchen bothering me with her nonsense and giving me shots of her naked ass and her round tits bounci
ng around in my shirt. Not hard though since she was naked under my shirt I discovered. She didn’t know it yet, but she was going to pay for teasing me — among other things — when she got done eating.
In the mean time of me cooking us a meal, Gina eventually made herself useful and made some fresh orange juice, but as she did it she kept making all these grunting and moaning noises. The girl had me so damn hard I almost walked to her spot at the island and broke the juicer.
Then of course by the time we sat down at the breakfast table to eat, she was trying to act all innocent, asking me all these ‘get to know you’ questions. She started off simple, bringing up our favorite colors. Mine black — hers yellow. She laughed when I told her mine but I didn’t see how it was funny, black is a badass color that never fails. Simple. We also traded our favorite meals for each time of the day. Gina likes bacon eggs and biscuits for breakfast, pasta salad for lunch, and anything involving pork chops for dinner. Me, I’m simple. I’ll take French toast for breakfast, any type of foot long sub for lunch, and a big juicy ribeye for dinner. Then I asked her about school — her favorite subjects, her future plans, the fact that she missed yesterday because she was in lockup. She tried to shrug it off but I wouldn’t let her.
“I don’t really have a favorite subject, I like them all well enough. Math has always come to me the easiest though.” She took a sip of her juice before continuing. “Yeah, and — um, missing yesterday won’t affect me at all since I hardly ever miss school and graduation is in a couple months.” “Gotta make it to graduation first though, babe,” I told her. She laughed. “I will, I’m not concerned about that at all.” That had me lifting my brow. “Why not?” I asked. “I have all A’s.” She said it so casually like it wasn’t a big deal that she was a straight A student taking honors and AP level classes. “What was the other question? Oh right — future plans.” She paused. “Honestly, I haven’t really thought about it too much. I might take a year off before applying to an online program or take classes at the community college. Maybe become like a dentist hygienist or something.” Again she tried to shrug that off, like it was no big deal she wanted to do something important with her life beyond the expectations put on her based on the neighborhood she’s from and the family she’s got. “Babe, that’s damn good. You should be proud of that. You’ve got a lot going for you and you’re killing it in school.” She gave me a shy smile as I praised her for her hard work. “So, what about you? What made you become a cop—deputy, I mean?” I gave her a smirk, letting her know I knew she was purposely changing the subject. “I mean, I did alright in school — had a few A’s here and there — but for the most part, football in the fall and baseball in the spring kept me busy and outta trouble. I grew up in Indiana with my parents and my two brothers, and we’re pretty close, I talk to them a few times a week and try to see them during on most holidays but I had to get the fuck outta that cold ass state. So I got a baseball scholarship to UT Dallas and it was the best damn decision I ever made. I majored in economics but decided somewhere along the way that I wanted to join law enforcement. I got accepted into the police academy, completed all my training, and got a position at DPD. It was too much hustle and bustle for me though — guess I’m a small town boy at heart — so I got transferred here to be Shane’s second in command and I’ve never looked back.” She nibbled on her last bit of bacon, taking her time before swallowing. She gave me a flirty smile before looking me up and down and my dick perked right the fuck up. Not that he ever went down. “Well, based on what I saw at the station, that uniform was made for you deputy. And you know, women love a man in uniform.” Then she bit her lip and I grabbed her.
That’s how she got in the position she’s in now with her back flat on the table and my tongue buried inside her, my hands forcing her thighs to stay spread open.
“Gavin!”
I pull back from her with a growl. “Don’t fucking cum until my dick is in you.”
Her nails scrape along the surface of the table. “Unngh! I can’t control it.”
I blow on her clit, making her squeal before plunging my tongue back into her slit. Her whole body tenses in pleasure and I keep tongue fucking her until she’s crying with the need to cum. Then I spread her legs wider and give her one more thrust of my tongue before pulling back to give her my fingers. I brush against her clit with my thumb but the contact isn’t enough to send her over the edge.
“Gavin, please! I need to cum!”
She’s writhing around on the table in desperation trying to hump my fingers as they move in and out of her slippery channel.
“No, I’m not putting my dick in this greedy little snatch until you’re done getting your punishment.”
“Unghh! What punishment?”
She tries to reach down and rub her bulging clit but I push her hand away.
“Don’t fucking touch unless you want me to flip you over and spank your ass.”
She whines before snapping out, “Then make me cum.”
“No. Now be a good little misfit and reach up and grip the table. And pull that damn shirt off.”
She narrows her eyes at me then makes a show of gripping the bottom of the shirt where it’s ridden up to her waist and pulling it up achingly slowly.
“You just love being a little misfit don’t you, baby.”
My fingers move roughly inside of her as my eyes stay glued to her tits, waiting for her to uncover them. When the shirt is off I abandon her cunt and reach up to grip both of her soft pillowy tits, squeezing them roughy. I press my hips into her, letting my dick get a feel of her wet heat even though I’m still wearing shorts. My horny little misfit starts working her hips against me like a damn video vixen and I can’t help humping and grinding my dick into her.
I grunt. “Shit, that feels good, babe. Need to get my dick inside you so bad.”
She arches her tits further into my hands. “God, yes, put it in me. Fuck me!”
I give her tits another squeeze. “You learn your lesson little misfit?”
She nods. “Yes, yes. I did. Fuck me, please.”
Such a little liar — she didn’t learn shit — she’ll just say whatever it takes to get her pussy filled.
I shake my head. “You planning to get yourself in trouble with the law again?”
She bites her lip and shakes her head.
“You planning to walk around on sidewalks wearing next to nothing and selling shit you shouldn’t know anything about?”
Again, she shakes her head.
My eyes drop from hers down to where my hands are still groping her full tits.
“You planning to act like a little brat whenever I tell you to show me your body?” Silence. “Asked you a question, Gina.”
She shakes her head. “No — I won’t — I promise. Please, Gavin. I ache.”
Fuck, I can’t hold out any longer.
I release her breasts and drop my shorts before lining my cock head up with her soaking wet slit. I pin her thighs open to the table and look up at her when I sink my length inside her. Deep. I hold still and force myself not to cum when she orgasms from my penetration.
“Gavin!!!”
She screams as she loses her mind in the throes of her climax and the pulses in her pussy threaten to steal my seed, but I manage to hold off as the spasms lessen to quivers. I wait a moment, letting her get her last bit of pleasure, then rear back and thrust into her forcefully.
“Unghhh yesss!” She screams again as I fuck her hard enough to jar the heavy reclaimed wood table. “Gavin!” She cries out as I grip her thighs hard enough to leave marks and let my cock have free reign inside her soaked virgin channel.
She’s small and tight inside she isn’t taking my full length but the beast inside me doesn’t care about her little size. He wants it all in her — now. Without warning, I pull out and flip her onto her belly.
“Ah!” She squeaks as I move her none too gently but I’m too far gone to care.
“GAVIN!”
I hold her hips in place when she starts wiggling and writhing — trying to get some relief for her insides — and I can feel her body struggling to accommodate those last few inches so I reach one hand under her to play with her clit. I grind my hips into her letting her get used to the depth of my girth and it’s a minute before she lets out a sigh of pleasure.
I lean down to kiss her neck giving her a little nuzzle when she moans.
“I need to fuck you like this — need to give it to you so hard your body permanently remembers the shape of me.” She whimpers. “And I need you to be my strong girl and take it. Can you do that little misfit? Can you take your man pounding the hell outta this hot little pussy?”
She lifts her head slightly and turns to look at me over her shoulder. She pouts her lips for a kiss and I lean in, letting her get her fill of my mouth until she pulls back an nuzzles her nose to mine.
“Will you do it gentle after?”
“Babe, I’ll do anything you want after.”
She gives me a shy smile like I’m not currently buried ten plus inches deep inside her.
“Or do you need me to flip you back over and give it to you soft right now?”
She shakes her head. “No — do it hard first — take what you want.”
I study her, making sure she really is okay to take me again.
“I want you to,” she whispers, and we share another kiss before she reaches down to grip the edge of the wooden table — bracing herself.
I wish I can say that I keep my sanity but the moment I pull out and thrust back into her, the caveman in me takes over. I go deaf and blind as my most basic and primal instincts in me take over. Gina’s cries to God fall on deaf ears because nothing can save her from the table jarring-bone shaking-pussy pounding thrusts I'm giving her.