3. Ronan
CHAPTER 3
RONAN
W ith my head in my hands, I sit in front of my computer, watching Elsie’s empty bedroom. The cameras are working as usual, and next to the video, there’s a saved file on my desktop named ‘Elsie’. It’s the video of me eating her out on her bed. I’ve jacked off to that video several times since it was filmed. Every night, I dream of her, needing her by my side, needing Elsie’s soft body in my bed. It’s been almost a week since I ate her pussy in her bedroom, and I’ve been shaken ever since. My obsession with her has increased tenfold since she told me her parents are trying to get her married.
I breathe jaggedly at the empty room, remembering how I ate her pussy like a starved beast that night. I lost control. One moment I was licking than delicious pussy hoping to take away her pain, and the next, I was making her come on my tongue, lapping up every drop of moisture like it would be my last. The taste of that sweet pussy lingers on my tongue, making me want to take her body again. When she begged me to take her virginity, I wanted to do it. I wanted to sink my cock between those jiggling ass cheeks and stretch that pretty pink pussy. But, I walked home with a hard dick instead and jacked off in the shower. Elsie makes me lose control because I’m so obsessed with her. I never thought revenge would be so hard, but she’s making me rethink everything. When I mentioned breeding and her eyes glowed, I wanted to carry her over my shoulder like a caveman and fuck her until she got knocked up. I wanted to wife her up so bad, wanted to give her my last name and make her my little sex toy for life.
Opening another tab, I look at my bank account which shows me six figures in savings. Thanks to my mom’s support and my full scholarship, I’ve saved up a lot of money and even invested in some good stocks. I’ve been doing a bunch of part-time jobs too, investing that money in new businesses that are starting to pay off. But it’s nowhere near enough to keep Elsie in luxury for the rest of our lives. She’s a goddess who deserves only the best and despite my growing feelings, I wonder if I can give her that. Sure, I’ll get a job after I graduate in a few months, and that would help, but is it enough? I want to take care of her. She’s not safe in that house anymore and I want to drag her away from it, into my arms. But she doesn’t know that I’m a stalker. She’s not safe with me. I’m only using her to get revenge.
A movement on the video screen catches my eye. Elsie walks in wearing a pink halter-neck dress and a shrug to cover her back scars. The deep V-neck of the dress exposes a hint of cleavage, molding to her perky breasts that I sucked last week. Her nipples are hard and pointed, the fabric molding over them to expose her secrets. My nostrils flare when I realize that she’s not wearing a bra. Her blonde hair is curled at the ends, making her look like a doll. Elsie raises her doll face to the camera, not knowing that I’m watching her, and pouts with those plump lips lined with gloss. Her big blue eyes are lined with mascara and her petite body trembles in the dress. With one fluid move, Elsie wiggles the shrug off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. The deep back of the gown ends right over her hip, showing off her scars. I wonder why she chose to wear that gown.
My little dove moves over to the desk, pulling out a math book of all things. Then, she proceeds to sit on her bed and slowly rolls her gown up. Her flawless calves, knees, and thighs come into view and before I know it she’s slipping her fingers between her thighs, touching herself where I kissed her.
“Damn.” My cock jumps in response when she begins to stroke herself. Her head falls back, and her eyes shut as she trails her fingers over her slick folds. I can’t see her pussy, but I’m dying to.
“Ronan…” My mouth drops from her lips, making my body hot. She adjusts her butt and I know she’s wet right now. The dress is tight around her hips and it doesn’t stretch, so she slides lower on her bed to give herself more access. “Yes, Daddy. Touch me like that.”
Daddy.
Damn, this girl’s gonna slay me.
Elsie’s head tilts to the right, exposing her shoulder and neck. I want to kiss her there and suck her sensitive skin to leave a love bite. I take a deep breath in, trying to calm myself when the door bursts open.
Elsie immediately closes her thighs, pulling her hand out, but it’s too late.
A shadow enters the room and soon, stalking closer to her. Her legs are open, her skirt riding up her thigh. Her shoulders are exposed, and her chest heaves up and down with every breath.
“Bill? What’re you doing here?” Her voice erupts just as I catch sight of a preppy college student entering the room. I remember she told me that her parents were trying to get her married to him. Bill looks like a typical spoilt, rich brat in his navy jacket, a pair of matching pants, and a light blue dress shirt. His eyes are fixed on Elsie. She tries to roll off the bed, but he gets there first, using his hand to push her back on the bed. Elsie falls down, her head hitting the pillow, her body exposed to him.
My fist tightens, possessiveness pumping through my veins.
“Your mom said we should get to know each other.” He climbs on top of her and her eyes widen in shock.
“Get off me.” She tries to push him away, but he doesn’t budge. Instead, he grabs her flailing hands and pushes them over her face, making her twist and wriggle.
“You’re a naughty little slut, aren’t you? You ran away from dinner so that you could get yourself off. George told me you like it when men give you attention.” He pokes his index finger out, bringing it to her chest and sliding it down her cleavage.”Well, at least that part of our marriage will be satisfactory.”
Bill’s horse-faced grin lights up the camera and I want to murder him for touching my girl. I shoot out of my seat, grabbing my jacket.
“Stop, please. I don’t want you to touch me.” Elsie’s voice is desperate, her eyes filling with fear.
“Why don’t we get to know each other better, huh?” Bill trails his finger around one aroused nipple. “You’re not even wearing a bra because you want me so bad. We should get to know each other intimately before the night ends.”
“No!”
That’s it. I shoot out of my room like a bullet, taking the stairs two steps at a time. There’s nothing in my head except the need to rescue Elsie. I sit in my car and take off so fast, swerving and threading through the traffic like a madman. Blood pounds in my head, bile rising in my throat at the thought of Bill touching her, of taking her virginity before I can get to her. I drive like crazy, making the journey between my dorm and her house in under ten minutes. When I park outside the Milligan’s mansion, I see something frothy and pink moving in the dark. I rush out of my car, running to the front gate in record time just to see Elsie bursting out of it. She runs straight into my arms, her panicked eyes looking back as she runs barefoot. Her body collides with my chest and I wrap my big arms around her, holding her close. Her panicked eyes shoot up and when she sees me, she calms down a little.
“Ronan?” She’s only wearing her gown, breathing unevenly as tears fill her eyes. “You’re really here?”
She looks shaken like she’s running from Bill. She must’ve run away from him when he tried to have his way with her. Other than her disheveled hair, she looks fine. Thank god, she’s safe.
“I’m here, baby,” I hold her tight, letting her settle her head on my chest. I kiss her head, hugging her to restore a sense of safety. She’s clearly shaken because that bastard tried to put his hands on her without permission. “You’re safe now.”
“Bill…he…” Tears erupt from her eyes and my heart breaks. I swipe her salty tears with my thumb kissing her temple.
“It’s okay, Elsie. I’m here now. Nobody can hurt you, baby girl.” Her small hands tighten around my waist, her entire body shaking.
“Ronan…” She manages to squeeze my name out between sobs. Her glassy blue eyes meet mine. “Please, take me away.”
Elsie stands in my dorm room minutes later, wearing my jacket. After I found her barefoot outside her house, I brought her here. She’s a pop of pink in my dreary black dorm room. I don’t share the room with anyone and my flatmate, who has the other room, is traveling this weekend, making us the only two people in the house. My laptop is closed, my bedsheets folded, and I wish I had more time to fix this place before I brought her here.
“So, this is what a Harvard dorm looks like.” She takes in the fan on the floor, leaning her ass against my desk. It isn’t too warm as fall is beckoning. “This might be the closest I ever get to it.” She smiles and I feel relieved seeing she’s back to her usual self. When I saw her crying, I almost lost it. I wanted to tear Bill from limb to limb with my bare hands and bury him in the backyard for daring to touch my girl.
Mine. She’s mine. Every cell in my body knows it.
“It’s a little small…basic.” She shrugs and I love how she looks in my jacket. It’s too big for her, but she looks mine.
“It’s functional,” I admit, trying not to startle her with my concern. I hover a few inches from her, breathing roughly. We both don’t address the elephant in the room—what happened a few moments ago. She doesn’t ask me how I knew when to come and I don’t tell her. Instead, I admire her profile as she turns, taking in the pictures on my wall. Her finger skims over a picture of my brother. She touches the Polaroid, making my heart jump.
“Who is this? He looks a lot like you.”
“My brother,” I confess.
“You have a brother? I thought you were the only kid. I guess I don’t know much about you.” She gazes at the other pictures of mom with us, of mom and me, and of my brother and me. “Is he older?” she asks, turning to me, and I nod. “Is he studying here too? He looks really smart with those spectacles.”
“He was.” She waits for me to finish that sentence, but I don’t. Instead, I take another step forward, feeling the blazing attraction between us. It feels forbidden to have her here, touching the laptop I use to stalk her, seeing photos of my brother who her brother bullied. It reminds me of our complicated relationship.
“Where’s he now?” She wants to know more about me, and I want her to give this tonight.
“He died.” Elsie blinks.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know…” Elsie turns back and I take one more step until my knees are brushing her thigh. She’s a good head shorter than me, her body tiny in comparison to mine, but her light fills up the darkness in my soul.
“He would’ve liked you.” My hand shoots out, grabbing the desk for support. My move cages Elsie who puts her hand over my white knuckles. Her palm slides up my cheek, cupping my jaw on one side. She’s too close, slipping through my cracks like water.
“Yeah?” Her voice is soft and tentative. She has eyes only for me and I love it. This moment between us seems more intimate than any sex. It’s like she’s looking deep into my soul while she tries to bare hers to me.
I nod. “You’re easy to like, Elsie.” Our eyes meet and a shiver passes through her body. I watch her nipples pucker under the tight pink bodice of her dress, getting hard just for me. She’s dancing with the devil and she doesn’t even know it.
“Your brother…he must’ve been really young. How did he die?” She’s curious about me. Elsie wants to comfort me the way I comfort her, but she has no idea how twisted I am.
I want to lie to her and say it was an accident, but I can’t. “He killed himself.” Her eyes widen. “He was as old as you when I…” I shut my eyes, my fingers fisting. Her fingers touch my hard knuckle, giving me comfort. “He was being bullied…some rich kid was threatening him. My brother tried to fight it, but he spread lies around school and—” My voice breaks.
“Ronan.” Elsie moves closer, her soft fingers on my cheek keeping me alive.
“I wish I knew before. Mom and I were in the dark. He couldn’t even speak to us about it.” I close my eyes, pressing my forehead to Elsie’s. “When I found him dead in his room…I was devastated. We had planned to go to college together. Suddenly, he was gone and I was alone.”
Elsie quietly listens to my story. I’ve never told anyone this before, never broken down in front of a girl like this. The ugly memories of that fateful day wash over me, pulling me under. I fight the currents like I’ve been doing for so many years, struggling to stay above the water.
“What about the boy who bullied him? Did they ever punish him?” Her sweet voice is the only thing that makes me want to go on.
“No. He got away with it. There was no proof even though every kid in my brother’s class knew what was going on. They couldn’t speak out against him or his Dad would ruin them. Imagine losing your brother and not even being able to get justice for what he went through.” My breathing is rough. I gaze into my baby girl’s eyes, seeing nothing but sympathy in them.
Her thumb brushes over my cheek, her eyes all for me. “I can’t believe you’ve been carrying this burden all on your own. And I thought you were uptight. I’m sorry. I had no idea.”
“It’s not your fault,” I tell her. “You are the brightest thing in my life. Seeing you every weekend makes me feel better.” I grab her waist and pull her closer, my lips lightly brushing over hers. We’re both desperate for physical contact, and the touch of my lips makes her moan. “And we aren’t here to talk about me. What happened tonight, Elsie?” She’s aroused, her eyes closed and her eyelashes fluttering open and close when my lips brush hers. “Why did you run away?”
“I…” She opens her eyes, gazing at me. “Bill came onto me. I said no, but he wouldn’t stop. I kicked him off and ran away.” Her body shakes as she recounts the episode. My thumb smooths over her shoulder, trying to calm her down. “I don’t know what I’d have done if you weren’t there. I have nowhere else to go.” Her eyes are glassy when she looks up. I hate that he made her look like this.
“You’ll always have me, little dove.” I press a soft, slow kiss to her lips. “You know that you can always come to me. I’ll protect you.”
She nods. “Ronan…I…” Her eyelashes lower, touching her cheek. “I don’t want to go back home. Please, let me stay here with you tonight.” She’s clinging to me like a child and I want to keep her safe. “I don’t want anyone but you. When he touched me, I just knew that it was wrong. I only want to be yours. I want you to be the only man who touches me, who kisses me, who sees me naked, and makes me come. I want to scream your name when I come, wake up next to you with your cum inside me, and fall asleep in your arms.” Her words are making me hot, and needy for the inevitable.
“I’ll never let you go, baby. You’re mine now.” My words are a possessive grunt. “Your body, your soul, your pussy, it all belongs to me.” Elsie nods, choking on emotion.
“Yes, Daddy.”
God, that word makes me come undone. I silence her lips with a burning kiss, sealing her mouth with mine. Elsie’s moans die, her stomach rubbing on my bulge as she surrenders to me. Her body slumps while I hold her. Pushing my jacket off her shoulder, I touch her bare back, reacclimatizing myself with her scars. I love touching them, love reassuring her that I love her just as she is. The mating of our mouths is an inferno, making my cock hard as a rock. I kiss her hard, holding her body like she’s precious to me. Her palms frame my face, letting me drink her in like oxygen. I kiss my baby girl like a starved man who needs her love to survive. My hands run all over her body, touching her everywhere through that tempting pink dress. When her hands drop, her fingers fluttering over my erection, I jerk my hips violently against her palm.
Tearing my mouth from hers, I command, “Get on your knees, Elsie.”
My words are rough, making her eyes widen with lust. But Elsie is obedient. She drops to her knees, her gown stretching around her flared hips. When she gazes up from between my legs, her breasts hanging like teardrops, I lose it. I undo my belt and buttons, letting my jeans drop to the floor. I’m not wearing any underwear because I was watching her, knowing I’d want to touch myself when the object of my obsession entered the screen.
Her eyes pop wide open when she catches the first glimpse of my massive cock, veined and throbbing. Pre-cum leaks out of my swollen tip and she licks those juicy, gloss-lined pink lips in response.
“Touch me, baby,” I growl. “I’ve been dreaming of having those plump lips wrapped around my cock for months.”
She tentatively brings her hand to my throbbing member, grabbing me with other palms. The touch of her cool, soft palm against my sensitive, velvety skin is a revelation. My balls tighten in response. “You’re so big.” She breaths unevenly, sliding her hand up and down my bare shaft, feeling the veins throb under her. “I’ve never seen anything like it....”
“Touch me how you want, Elsie. What do you want to do to my cock, baby?”
She gazes up at me with those big, blue eyes before turning back down. Elsie brings her thumb to my tip, spreading the pre-cum around my head with slow, deliberate motions. My core clenches, heat flooding my veins as she spreads my pre-cum all over my shaft, lubricating it. “Am I doing it right?”
“Damn right.” My voice is a growl as she moves her fist up and down my length, pausing when she reaches my thick root, Her knuckles brush against my balls, making my lust roar to life. I can’t go slow with her, I need her too much. “Put your mouth where you put your thumb, baby. Swallow my dick like you want.”
Her fingers stop and I hear a sharp intake of breath. She wants to suck dick. I can feel it. Slowly, she lowers her hands and brings her mouth forward. The first touch of those plump, pink lips to my tip sends me to heaven.
“Fuck, Elsie, you were born for this.” She smiles, opening her mouth and taking my tip between her fat lips. Electricity zips through my spine as her mouth closes around my most sensitive crown, her tongue licking circles around my tip. I lean forward and grab her hair violently, pulling at it as she tortures me with that wet tongue of hers. “Baby, you’re too good at this. Take me deeper.”
With a moan that vibrates along my length, she begins swallowing me. My cock slides between her lips, disappearing deeper with every stroke. I move my hips pushing into her as her fingers come up to touch and tease my balls. She cups and gently massages them as my need blazes out of control. I thrust hard into her mouth, filling her up. Her mouth to too small to take my entire cock and she cries out when my tip hits the back of her throat.
“Deeper, baby. I want you to choke on Daddy’s cock.” I massage her scalp, trying to relax her. “Take a deep breath and relax.” She follows my instructions, breathing while I wait for her to adjust to the intrusion. Then, I push in deeper, squeezing through the back of her throat until she’s gagging. Mascara tears leak from her eyes, marring her pretty face, but she takes my cock all the way until her lips are stretched over my girthy root.
“Good girl.” I pat her head. She looks up from between my legs, waiting for the next instructions. Her fingers on my balls are killing me, but she doesn’t stop. “Now it’s time to suck.”
Without warning, I begin thrusting in and out of her mouth. Elsie whimpers when I draw my cock back and thrust it between her lips, making her body shake. My balls slap her face, my cock swelling in her mouth. Her throat works as she sucks me, licking the underside of my shaft and the throbbing veins. She times her sucks with my thrusts, blowing me when I pound into her. My hips violently rock into my girl’s mouth, destroying those pretty little lips. I fill her up with my big dick, again and again, an orgasm building when she sucks my cock like a baby. My thrusts grow fast and furious, going so deep that I leave a scar at the back of her throat. She gags when I choke her with my dick, making her eyes water. My dick slides in and out of her sexy mouth, her lipgloss coating my shaft. Every breath burns my lungs. My orgasm balloons, threatening to spill any moment.
“I’m so close to coming…” I rasp. Elsie takes my cock like a good cum dump, letting me go hard as she grabs my thighs and sucks hard on my cock. Pleasure spears through my center, making me see stars. “Just like that, little dove. Suck me like that when I’m spraying cum down your throat.”
I push her limits, thrusting deeper and she never stops sucking, even as she’s flickering in and out of consciousness. I fuck her mouth hard, my balls smacking her face until there’s no controlling my climax. Elsie makes me come with one final suck, her sweet voice moaning around my dick.
My body breaks apart, the flames of my climax engulfing me. I see nothing but darkness as my orgasm pulls me under, making every cell in my body light up with bliss. My balls explode, spitting cum into Elsie’s virgin mouth. With wet moans, she swallows every single drop, her eager sounds making me come even harder. She loves being my little dick sucker, taking her Daddy’s cock like it’s the greatest privilege in the world.
She wasn’t kidding when she said she liked sucking because she blows me like a champ. Her mouth never stops moving, hungrily lapping up my cum like a greedy slut. She enjoys the taste of my salty shaft and my cum, drinking it like water. I keep coming and coming inside her until my legs are shaky. Elsie matches me thrust for thrust, her eagerness a perfect complement to my passion. My cum fills her mouth until it’s dripping down her swollen lips, onto that expensive dress.
I breathe hard, trying to gather myself when my cock goes soft inside her mouth. I’m spent and drained, pleasure filling me up. Damn, I’ve wanted this for so long that it feels unreal.
I let go of Elsie’s blonde hair reluctantly, slowly pulling my cock out from between her lips. She gazes up at me, her lips bruised and swollen from all that cock sucking. She’s been such a good girl and I want to reward her pussy by stretching it tonight. Her doll face is the most beautiful thing in the world, especially when she’s on her knees.
“Get up, baby.” I pull my shirt over my head, leaving me completely naked. Elsie gets to her feet shakily and I pull her back onto the bed with me. I lay her out on the sheets, kissing her cum-stained lips and moaning when I taste myself on them. Her swollen lips part for me, marked with my release. “You did so good, little dove. You need to be rewarded for sucking my dick so good.”
“Really?” she asks, her hands falling to her sides when I caress her cheeks. My lips trail lower, kissing her neck as she moans in my bed. I find the sweet spot at the base of her neck and suckle, making her pussy clench in response.
“Ronan…”
“You like it when I do that?” I ask, adding my teeth to the assault. Raising one hand, I cup her tit and squeeze it lightly. My thumb teases her beaded nipple, rubbing it through the fabric.
“Mmmm…I like everything you do to me.” She arches into my touch, letting me cup her entire tit while I kiss and suck on her neck.
“You’re so darn tempting, Elsie. I don’t even know how I lived so long without you.” I suck extra hard and she screams when her neck bruises with my mark. I lick it, kissing the spot I claimed.
“Me too. I need you all the time, Ronan. I’ve never felt like this before.” Her body is hot and responsive to my touches and there’s no denying what we both want.
“I’m going to make your wish come true tonight, baby.” I raise my head, watching her expression transform. “I’m going to stretch that ripe little cunt and make you mine.”