by Amy Brent
His cock jutted out as his balls hung on the edge waiting for attention. I took them in my hand and kneaded them with my palm, they were nice and heavy filled with my reward, but my little slit ached, needing something more. He placed his hand behind my neck and nudged me forward. “Touch yourself while you suck it.” I stuck out my tongue and laid his cock across it then closed my mouth around his head. He moaned and stroked my hair as I rubbed my pussy. “Good girl. We’ll drive up to Vegas tonight and marry so we’ll be all set when we go back home.” I wanted to protest, but instead, I kept my eyes closed focusing on his words and the taste of him. “I don’t hear any protest.” He gripped the back of my head and pushed his cock deeper, so deep that it forced me to gag. I couldn’t protest if I wanted, but I shook my head. It was all I could do. He held me there and then reached down and pinched my nose. “You’re going to do this, Harbor.” I squealed with panic as he held me there, but the pleasure hit my core as another orgasm broke free. I moaned around his cock feeling the blood rush to my face and just when I thought I might pass out, he let me go, and I pulled free. He picked me up and spun me around so fast I was still too weak from pleasure to protest, not that I wanted to. Then he laid me back on the bed and lifted my legs.
“Please.” It was all I could say. I wasn’t begging for mercy. I was begging for him to give me that hard length right where my ache was.
“Yeah, I’m going to give you what you want. And you’re going to do just what I say.” He wasn’t going to take no for an answer, and I was too hell bent on being pleasured that I didn’t care about anything else.
“Yes, Evan.”
Chapter 13: Evan
I was going to get my way if I had to fuck her into it. She was soaked by the time I slid my dick in, and I pumped into her nice and hard, rocking my hips as the color returned to her face. I didn’t have much patience for bargains. I’d already promised her I’d give her what she wanted, but she had to do this for me, for us. Her cravings had gotten us into this mess, and now they’d get us right out of it. I wasn’t kidding that she didn’t have a choice. I wasn’t going to leave room for one.
I felt her walls tighten around my cock as the last waved of her latest release quaked milking me so good I was damn near ready to finish. Not so fast.
I slowed my pace, and she met my eyes. “I want to talk about it. If I do this, I’ll want to make it a written agreement with both of us getting what we want and neither of us can back out.”
I hoisted her up and then rolled her over putting her on top. Her legs fell to each side of me as her knees dug into the mattress for leverage. “You want to be in control. I figured you’d like to ride my cock too and be on top?” I was only teasing her. She knew I was the one still in control, but I’d give her an opportunity to tell me what she wanted.
She winced as she took me all the way to my base but she moaned through it, so it must not have been too uncomfortable for her. “It feels so good, Evan.”
I captured her nipple between my teeth and suckled her rosy tips one at a time. “Mm. You look beautiful like that, mouth parted in pleasure, your nipples tight, your tits bouncing as you ride. I’m going to love having you.”
“In your bed?” She ground her hips and rocked on my cock, making me moan and grunt. She was still so damned tight, and I couldn’t wait to break her in. But then her words sank in as she leaned forward and kissed me. She wanted more.
I could tell by the way she said the words, that romantic tone that too often killed the mood, but this time, for whatever reason, it didn’t. I wasn’t out for anything romantic though so I needed to stick to my guns. This wasn’t going to be anything more than an arrangement to save my ass.
I’d have to try and watch all of the sweet talk if she was going to take everything as a romantic endearment. I didn’t have time for that.
Her breasts pressed up against my chest, her hard nipples felt like beads against my flesh, her warm tongue like silk in my mouth, her lips like rose petals. I was almost too lost in her I’d forgotten her words. I’d have to deal with them later. All I could think about now was getting behind her and burying myself deep. She needed to see me for the animal I was, and not some sappy romantic idea of me she’d made up in her head.
But that was hard to do with her, mostly because she was so young.
She was so light that I could muscle her around pretty easily, so I stood, keeping her against me and spun around to put her back to the bed, pulling away. “Roll over onto your front. I want to see that tight little ass.” Her eyes widened, but I pushed her hips, giving her a nudge.
She rolled over, and I put my hands up under her waist to pull her up on all fours. She squeaked as I slapped her ass and parted her cheeks, but then she ground back against my cock. I found her silky slit and pushed myself back inside, spearing her so fast she cried out.
I loved making her squeal and moan. I pumped my hips with such force that her teeth rattled and I reached around to her mouth and shoved in a finger. I let her spit soften it as she sucked and moaned. Then I placed my hand on her ass and ran it down her crack. She clenched that little hole, but I pushed my finger against it, rubbing tiny circles.
“I’m going to get inside this. But you’ll marry me first. I’ll save it's claiming for our honeymoon.” I pushed my finger against it, but it was much too tight. “Relax it for me, Harbor. I’m going to show you how good it will feel. Trust me.” I felt her cheeks unclench and pushed inside her little hole. She tightened around it, pulling it deeper to the second knuckle, so I fucked it a little, all the while still thrusting into her slick heat. I wanted to fill every hole and come in them too, and I could tell by the way she writhed against me like a greedy slut, that she wanted it too.
I was going to give her all the pleasure I could muster and then some.
I worked her depths through another orgasm, angling toward her tender spot and just as the last wave pulsed through, I put my hands on her hips and pounded her pussy hard again, then I felt my balls tighten as my load shot up my shaft and soaked her little slit. I stilled as the last few drops shot forth and she moaned. Her voice sent one last twitch to my cock.
“You’re amazing.” I planted a kiss on her mouth and pulled away. Then I settled down beside her, dipping my finger inside of her to stir my release that was still warm in her channel and spilling out to the sheets. I pulled it free and then pushed it into her lips. She sucked it clean and then kissed my mouth. I slipped her the tongue to show her I wanted it filthy with her.
“It’s going to be amazing. We’ll do it all, baby.” I stroked her cheek with my thumb. I really meant it too, I wanted to teach her everything, and be her first and only through it all.
She shook her head. “From now until June? I’m not sure that’s enough. You didn’t answer me earlier. Will I be a part of your life?”
“That’s out of the question. I can’t involve my daughter in this. She might not understand why you’re there one minute and gone the next. It was confusing enough when her mother died, and I’ve been careful not to get too close to anyone in a romantic way in front of her.” I wasn’t going to explain Tana. She didn’t need to know all of that or how it turned out.
“I love kids, and I really want to meet her.” It wasn’t that I didn’t think she’d be kind to my daughter, but she’d already asked me once if Tana was going to be her mommy, which was another reason the woman had been let go. Tana hadn’t been willing to correct her.
“I won’t have her thinking you’re her new mother.” I shook my head.
She sat up. “We’ll put it in writing, all of it. Besides, I have one more condition.” She looked away to her lap, and I glanced down to see she was wringing her hands. I placed my own to cover them.
“I think you better tell me. We need everything out on the table.” She was lucky I was giving her a chance to make demands. Considering she’d gotten me into this mess, I didn’t feel I owed her a damned thing.
“I don’t think yo
u’ll like it.” She pulled her lips into a tight line and looked away.
“You’ll never know if you don’t ask, besides, how else are you going to get it?” I was curious to know what other scheme she’d come up with.
“I don’t want you to be with anyone else sexually while we’re married.” She was so nervous she couldn’t meet my eyes, and I thought it was ridiculous that she’d be worried I’d want anyone else. I’d waited a long time for someone like her.
I snaked my arm around her and pulled her closer to rest on one hip and held her chin. “I think I can handle that as long as you remember I’m in charge. You’ll do what I ask of you, and trust me with your needs. With that drive of yours, I’m sure you’ll be more than enough.” I kissed her mouth, and she leaned against me and sighed. I pulled away and patted her bottom. “You better get up and get packed. We’ll drive to Vegas tonight and make things official.”
“But we have to put it all writing first.” She got to her feet and followed me as I walked to the bathroom.
“Then you had better bring a pen.” I shut the door in her face and then heard her footsteps quickly fading.
Chapter 14: Harbor
I rested my eyes most of the trip, but in the final hour of our early morning journey began jotting down notes as we talked over the specifics. “Okay, so we’ll be married until June, and then we’ll get a divorce.”
Evan lifted his hand from the gear shift and waved it. “An annulment will suffice, we’ll both be in agreement, and it’s not really long enough for a drawn-out divorce.”
“Okay, so we’ll annul the marriage in June after graduation, but in the meantime, you’ll be faithful to me and—
He reached over and rubbed my thigh, grazing dangerously close to my little mound. “We will both be exclusive. It’s not a one-sided deal.” His eyes were hard, and his mouth had drawn in tight.
I jotted down the clarification to ease him. “Of course, we’ll both be faithful. And I’ll live with you, and meet your daughter.”
“You don’t have to move in. I’ll let you meet my daughter.” He hadn’t been too thrilled about this part, but I wasn’t budging.
“No, if I’m going to meet her and marry you, I’d prefer to live with you. Unless you’d like me to stick around Courtney and Scott - the human sex machines.” I cut him a sly glance.
“Do you have to listen to them often?” I gave him a look that said he’d hit the nail on the head.
“Yes, they are constantly doing it, and there’s a chance I’d break our last rule.” There was no way I’d break it, but I was hoping to turn him on.
“What do you mean?” He gave me a quick glance and turned back to the road ahead.
“Not that I’ve lost my virginity they might expect I’ll take them up on their offer.” His head jerked toward mine.
“Offer? As in a sexual offer?” He shifted in his seat
“Yes, they’ve asked me to join them. When they find out I’ve lost my v-card, they’ll most likely ask me again.” I shrugged like it was nothing.
“Hm. That’s so hot it kind of makes me want to reconsider our rules. But no, I’m not ready to share.”
“So, I get to live with you, then?” His smile widened and met mine.
“Yes, we’ll make it work. But I don’t want you to confuse Blythe about who you are. She’s also got a nanny who stays quite often, and I won’t have you getting in her way. She’s got a perfect system in place.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it. So, I’ll sleep in your bed?” I scooted closer and rubbed my hand on his leg.
“I think it’s best you have your own room, but I meant what I said about having you. We’ll find plenty of time.” The heat pulsed between my legs and I hoped he’d be willing to play on the way there.
“Then we’re all set.” I rubbed my hand against his crotch and felt his cock stiffen under my hand.
“You can’t wait until we get there, can you?” He gave me a devilish smile. “Lay your seat back, Harbor and lift up your skirt.” I’d worn one of the more loose-fitting dresses Courtney had let me borrow as well as the black lacy panties and bra sets she’s loaned me. Normally I wouldn’t wear another girl’s undergarments, but it was just Courtney, and I didn’t have anything like it. All of my things were basic satin.
I eased the seat back and pulled up my skirt, and he reached his hand over and felt my lacy garment. “Yeah, you’re drenched. Plotting our marriage has turned you on, hasn’t it?”
“Yes.” I busied my hand against him as well.
“Touch it, baby. Push two fingers against that tight little bud.” I did exactly as told and slipped my hand down into my panties to work it over, but and as a big truck passed by, I stopped and sat up knowing the sun had broken enough of the horizon to give him a clear view. “Why did you stop?”
“That truck could see me.” My cheeks were red with heat, and I continued after the coast was clear.
“Don’t stop. Let them peek if they want. They’re just eyes. I like the idea of them seeing that you’re mine. They’ll never have you like I will.”
“I’m shy. I don’t want some stranger getting a peep show.” I didn’t know if I could do that, but it did make me nice and warm thinking about it.
“Well, someone’s going to see, because I’m not going to let you stop next time. If you do, you won’t get any when we get back.” My eyes widened, and my jaw went slack.
“That’s not fair.” I gave a pleading sound, but the truth was it kind of made me hot thinking of some strange man’s eyes on me; a stranger getting off on his voyeurism. I slipped my hand back inside my panties and rubbed as he’d instructed.
Soon another big truck came up beside us, and Evan gave the driver a wave and put his hand over mine. I glanced up to find the man looking, and as I came, he made an obscene gesture with this tongue. Evan punched the gas to get around him.
“You’re a dirty girl.” He chuckled and rubbed his hand against me.
“You made me do it.” We shared a laugh and sat up. I couldn’t believe how fast things were going. I’d only gotten my implant the day before, and now we were off to Vegas to get married. I couldn’t believe how hard I was falling, and even though I knew it was just a crush, I couldn’t help but want more.
I couldn’t wait to meet his daughter and hoped that she really liked me. I had always wanted a family, a nice husband with at least two children, a boy, and a girl, so at least I’d get to pretend for a little while. I wasn’t going to mislead Blythe, but I could be her friend.
With any luck, I’d get a leg up with the money saved from not paying rent so that I could make a fresh start on my own after the annulment but if things went like I wanted I wouldn’t have to leave them at all. One can dream.
We made it to the nearest chapel half an hour later, and Evan bought me one of the simple wedding bands that they had for sale in their gift shop. It was a simple solitaire diamond with a gold band, and I told him it wasn’t necessary, but he insisted saying we’d need something to fool Dr. Strong.
Then we said I do with the officiant who’d been playing games on his phone until we showed up. By eight a.m. we were married. Part of me wanted to cry, but only because it had been too basic.
On the way to book our new hotel, he took my hand and gave it a tug. “What’s the matter? You’ve been a bit quiet.”
“Nothing,” I said with a shrug.
He pulled me to a stop before we got to the check-in desk. “You’re going to have to talk to me if this is going to work out, Harbor.” As he said my first name, I tacked on my new last one. Harbor Black.
“I guess it’s all just so fast. It’s been a whirlwind.” I wanted to say whirlwind romance, but that would require us to have feelings for each other. It was very clear that Evan did and never would.
“I know. That’s why I wanted us to take the rest of this morning to consummate this little arrangement. To show you how much I appreciate it. You know I do I hope.”
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�I know.” Despite my heavy feelings, the building need was still aching between my legs. It was hard to tell how much of the ache was from need and how much was from was from overuse.
“Is it something else? We don’t have to have sex if you don’t want to.” He brought me into his arms.
The ache built as I started to panic. “No, that’s not it. It’s just a bit tender.”
He planted a soft kiss against my ear and whispered, “I know I’ve been a bit rough on you. I promise to be gentle today.”
His breath in my ear only made it worse. I had to have him inside me no matter what.
We continued to the room and once were there alone he walked toward me, taking me in from head to toe. “So hello, wife.” He kissed me deeply and mingled his tongue with mine.
“Husband,” I said as he pulled away.
“Is it strange that’s a turn on?” He ran his hand up my back, and I shuddered.
“No, it is, isn’t it?” I wondered what he’d want to do first and then he tugged down my zipper that ran the length of my back and kissed my shoulder as it fell away. “I’m going to make love to you, Harbor. Nice and slow.” He wasn’t asking, but I didn’t mind. I wanted it. I needed another release as soon as possible. The continuous need was an aching ball of nerves in my core.
He took my hand and led me to the shower where he stopped and turned on the water, making sure it was adjusted to just the right temperature before stepping inside. He pulled me in with him and instead of going right for my pussy, he washed me nice and slow, caressing every part of me and planting kisses in his wake. I did the same, washing his length as it grew harder in my hands. I wanted it inside me, but he took his time as promised and rinsed us both. Then he knelt down and licked the silky cleft at the top of my sex. His tongue darted inside, causing me to moan. It was so sore and tender that every nerve was super sensitive, but I never wanted him to stop.