Chapter 11
Samuel
Marcy tastes like a little bit of heaven mixed with a whole lot of sin. Her luscious pouty lips call to me in a way I’ve never known before. I need to answer everything they are asking; I can’t break away from her. The more I kiss her the more I never want to let her go. I have to stop living in the past with the “what ifs” always floating through my mind. Matthew isn’t here and it’s damn time I take what’s mine. What’s always been mine.
She clutches my shirt between her fingers tighter and tighter, pulling me closer. The need to dominate her overwhelms me. I want her to submit to me wholly.
Her forehead bumps a cut but the pain triggers something deeper inside me. “I’m sorry,” she murmurs against my mouth but I shake my head.
“Don’t.” I skim my hands down her soft body then grab her lush ass in my hands. As I pick her up, she wraps legs around my waist letting her arms circle my neck. My hard length presses against her stomach, allowing her to see how much I want her. We move from the bathroom to the bedroom.
I walk us toward the bed and throw her down watching as she bounces in the black satin sheets. Her fair skin glows against the backdrop of the dark sheets, illuminating her exquisite beauty. Her squeals turn to moans as I remove my shirt, avoiding the bandages on my face. Her eyes rake down my chest, roaming over every tattoo marking my skin. The once emerald green eyes have morphed into a darkened mix of sexual desire and longing.
Her boots are the first things to go. I toss them to the floor before I climb on her needing to feel her warmth beneath me. As I crawl up her body, I nip and kiss my way to her chest. Her smooth, creamy skin drives me wild, making me want to devour her.
“I want you so bad,” I rasp. I need her out of this dress now. Sitting up, I grab fists of the dress looking down at her.
“Tell me no.” Marcy bites her bottom lip but doesn’t say a word, her eyes glimmering with hunger. The dress rips down the middle of her body and falls away to the sides. It’s the only sound beyond our heavy breathing. She pulls her arms free then stretches them over her head arching her back off the bed.
“Fuck, you are exquisite,” I groan as I look down at the perfection lying before me. The blush on her cheeks spreads to her chest as she tries to cover herself.
“Don’t you ever fucking cover yourself in front of me. Do you hear me? I won’t take that shit.” Marcy audibly swallows as she nods her head and moves her arms from her chest. I grab the ruined dress, ripping a long piece off.
“This will remind you not to cover up.” I lift her arms above her head to secure them to my headboard. She pulls to test the restraints but they won’t come undone without me doing it. “Fuck, I’ve never seen a masterpiece like the one laid out before me.” The restraints force her luscious breasts closer to my mouth.
“How’s that? Think twice before you hide from me.”
“Yes, sir,” she responds, making my brain misfire hearing those words uttered from her lips. My cock couldn’t get any harder if it tried. It’s painfully throbbing against my pants, the intensity is like nothing I’ve ever felt before.
“You better be careful talking like that, sunshine. You’ve no idea the beast I can become, especially with something I’ve craved for so long.” Her eyes pool with hunger similar to my own. An instant thirst ignites inside me with only one thing to satiate it. Marcy.
“Really?” she breathes with a smirk. As I run my hand down her chest feeling the softness, goosebumps erupt over her skin causing her breath to quicken. Hooking a finger in her thong, I rip it from her body in one swift motion. Marcy gasps as the material falls away, finally seeing her completely bare before me.
“Yes, really. I’ve wanted you when I probably shouldn’t have,” I whisper into the shell of her ear. I leave it at that and crash my lips down on hers. I don’t want to give her time to question it. As my body slides between her thighs, I feel her wet heat rub against me making me lose my damn mind. I need to be inside her. I need it like the air I breathe. My cock throbs painfully. It takes everything in me not to fuck her brains out right this minute.
“Me too,” she murmurs as she breaks away from me. Hmm, interesting.
“Tell me, did you use to lie in bed at night playing with yourself imagining it was me? Have you been a naughty girl?” I question running my lips along the column of her neck.
“I knew it was wrong but I couldn’t help it,” she admits, breathlessly.
“Fuck, Marcy, what did you imagine when you touched this sweet pussy?” I ask, barely holding on to the last ounce of restraint I have left. My hand skates across her skin until her breast is spilling into my hand. My thumb rubs across her pebbled nipple rewarding me with a small gasp that I swallow down as my mouth ravages hers. My cock pulses in my pants as I imagine fucking her glorious breasts, coming all over her perfect face.
“I always wanted you to touch me. Please,” she whines, pushing herself off the bed toward me.
“Please what? What’s this needy little pussy need?” I growl my question.
Keeping my eyes glued to hers, I stand from the bed unbuckling my pants then pushing them down my legs. My thick, throbbing dick is harder than it’s ever been.
“I just need you to touch me,” she whimpers. Her tongue peaks out as she licks her lips but her eyes go wide when she makes her way down to my shaft.
As my hand pumps my cock, I look at Marcy with a grin. “Think you can handle this?” Her startled response is cute.
“I-uh, I don’t think that will fit,” she stammers as she looks back into my eyes.
“Oh, it will fit, sunshine. Scoot up the bed some. I want to taste this sweet pussy first.” She hesitates for a brief moment then moves back on the bed. Her breaths quicken as I crawl on the bed kissing her legs until I get to the apex of her thighs. My mouth lowers to her sweet center while my eyes stay locked on hers. I want to see every emotion that crosses her face. Her arousal circles around me invading my senses. I take a long lick from her ass to clit savoring her honey. A growl explodes from my throat.
“Ohh...” she moans as her back arches off the bed. My arm comes around pressing her to the bed. She isn’t going anywhere. Not now.
“You will take the pleasure I give you,” I command, feasting on her, lapping all her juices into my mouth. Her sweet nectar could sustain me for the rest of my life.
“Fuck, you’re so sweet,” I whisper raggedly. Marcy tries to press her cunt closer to my face, but I have her caged. If I died like this, I would be a happy man.
Her legs begin shaking as I bring her closer to her peak. I press a finger into her wetness and groan from how incredibly tight she is. Her pussy is going to strangle my cock in the best way possible. I continue to lick her clit with my tongue and pound another finger into her tight hole. A shudder wracks her body then she screams my name as her walls contract around my fingers. Her orgasm overtakes her as I continue licking up everything I can. I don’t want to waste a single drop. Her head falls to the side as she begins to come down from the high.
“Did I tell you to come, princess?” Shock covers her face as she shakes her head.
“Use your words.”
“N-no, sir.”
“That’s my good girl. I’ll give you this one but you better beg for the next.”
“Yes. Yes, sir.”
A smile crosses my face, which is coated in her slick. She’s already learning. I begin nipping then licking my way up her body. I want to leave little love bites behind for when she looks in the mirror, she’ll know I ruined this pussy for any other man. I slam my tongue in her mouth forcing her to taste herself.
“Taste your honey. Taste what I did to you,” I demand. She swirls her tongue around mine then sucks the juices from it. She hums as she swallows it down. Her vibrations make me want her mouth wrapped around my dick.
I press my fingers back into her juicy cunt wanting to bring her to another orgasm. She needs to be fucking soaked to take me. Her eyes widen as I stretch her little pussy. She writhes under me as I wrap my other hand around her throat.
“You woke up the beast, sunshine. Now take my damn fingers like the dirty slut you are.” I can feel her moans vibrating through my hand. Her eyes roll back as her walls begin to pulse again around my hand. I’ll be damned, this little vixen likes it rough.
“P-pleasee,” she gasps under my hand.
“Come for me, baby.”
Just when I didn’t think she could be any more perfect, she fucking gets off on me choking her. Fuck me.
“You like that, don’t you? You like being at my mercy?” She whimpers as I release her throat. Her body continues to tremble as her orgasm wracks through her body.
“Please, Sam,” she whines.
“Please what? What do you want?” I want to hear it come from her dirty little mouth.
She closes her eyes but opens her mouth. “Fuck me. Please. I can’t take it any longer, sir.” Magic to my fucking ears. I swipe my fingers in my mouth, drinking down the honey that I missed out on. Marcy’s eyes stay locked on mine watching as I suck them clean.
In one sudden motion I have her on her stomach pulling her ass in the air. She pants as her head is pressed to the bed. Her restraints twist with her. My hands run over her body taking in all its lusciousness. I slide my hand down her spine then grab a hand full of her thick ginger hair.
Leaning over her back, my cock rests between her cheeks. I whisper, “Are you sure you want this?” She tries to nod but I keep my hand in place. “Words. I need your words, sunshine,” I breathe into her ear.
“Yes,” she sobs into the sheets. “I need this!”
“What’s your safeword?”
“Pineapples,” she murmurs.
“Good girl. That’s what I want to hear,” I growl as my hand connects with her round cheek sending a cracking sound through the air.
“Oh, fuck,” she rasps. Repeating the motion on the other side, a beautiful red mark appears just like I knew it would. Her pale skin was meant to be marked by me. As I rub the sting away, she brushes her thighs together, needing that friction. Her pussy is dripping down her legs. She’s ready.
“Open these gorgeous thighs.” Pumping my dick in my hand, precome collects on the tip as I watch her open herself to me. What a fucking sight. A groan leaves me at the thought of her taking my fat cock in her tight little pussy.I have been imagining sinking into this cunt since Matthew’s funeral. I knew it was wrong and the timing was bad, but I couldn’t help my thoughts. When I left the military, I began following her. The more I watched her, the more I needed her.
I line myself up and collect her juices in my hand, running them down my shaft until I’m completely soaked. “Your pussy is about to be stretched so good around me. You’ll be a total slut for my cock after this.” I brush the tip around her clit and slide through her folds then back out, teasing her. I want her to want this as bad as I’ve wanted her.
Marcy groans into the pillow. “Just do it already.” What did she just say to me?
“Excuse me? I know you didn’t just tell me what to do. You take what I give you and that’s it. If I don’t want you to come then you won’t. Better keep that brat in check, sunshine.” I slap her cunt with my hard dick eliciting a loud moan.
“I’m sorry, Sam. Please fuck me, sir.” She knows what she’s doing when she adds that ‘sir’ at the end. I’d smack her ass a few more times as punishment if I thought I could hold off fucking her any longer.
“That’s what I thought.” I briefly contemplate taking this slow but the thought leaves my mind as soon as it comes. I need to ravage her and it’s not going to be gentle. Without warning, I slam my hips forward sinking my length into her tight channel.Her slick pussy allowed me to seat myself fully inside her in one motion.
Marcy’s screams are muffled by the sheets. She’s tighter than I imagined and feels fucking perfect wrapped around me. As I lean over her body, waiting for her to adjust to my size, I pull her hair so I can whisper in her ear, “You feel that? You feel me filling this hot, wet pussy with my fat cock?” My warm breath against her skin makes her mewl beneath me. She presses her ass back against me pushing deeper. Pulling my hips back, I slam back into her over and over. Thrusting my hips forward, she begins writhing underneath me. As I lean back up, I drop her hair then take her hips in a fierce hold knowing I’ll be leaving marks.
“You feel so good, sunshine,” my voice turns gravelly as I continue to pound into her. I look down at where we are joined and that’s when I see it. The trace of blood coating my cock. What the fuck is this? That’s not possible. No fucking way. She’s not a…virgin, is she? Fuck!
“Yes, yessss!” she shouts as her tight channel convulses around me but I slow my motions as what I see takes root in my mind.
A growl escapes my lips, “Please tell me you weren’t a virgin, Marcy?”
A dampened sob escapes her lips as she looks back at me. My heart drums in my chest at the sight and I know I’m going to hell. I knew I shouldn’t have gotten involved with her. Letting go of her hips, I pull out completely as I sit on my heels looking at the sight before me.
“I-I didn’t want to tell you. I didn’t think you would want me if you knew.” She lowers her hips and closes in on herself, trying to hide from me. How could she not think I would want her because of that? I damn near want her even more now knowing that no other man has been there. I want to be the one and only. I want to claim her fucking pussy as my own, never letting her go. A possessive roar bubbles up inside me. She might not know it but she just sealed her fate. She’s mine and there’s not a fucking thing she can do about it.
“I told you to never cover yourself before me.” I reach up to untie her wrists and pull her body into my lap. She keeps her face covered by her hands as she cries softly.
“I’m sorry,” she whispers.
“Look at me,” I demand. My fingers go to her chin, pulling her face up so she can see me. “There’s nothing for you to apologize about other than the fact that you should have told me. I never meant to hurt you. I didn’t know.” My thumbs brush the tears from her flushed cheeks. Her shimmering green eyes look up at me and my heart melts. This woman has me in a chokehold from one look.
“Y-you aren’t mad at me?” she asks with concern written all over her face. I take her face into my hands firmly so she knows I mean what I’m about to say.
“Sunshine, I’m not mad at you. I wish I would have known only because I wouldn’t have been so rough for your first time. There has to be trust between us or this isn’t going to work.” I gesture between us.
She chokes back a sob as more tears fall, collecting on my hands. “If it’s possible, I want you even more now,” I admit. She takes a deep breath.
“What are you saying?” She nibbles her bottom lip and it takes everything in me not to pull it into my mouth, but we need to have this conversation.
“I’m saying that this doesn’t change anything. I still want you. Fuck,” I run my hand through my hair, “It makes me insane to know that no other man has had you.” Marcy doesn’t respond, instead she sits there in stunned silence.I’m done running. She’s the one I want. All the uncertainty flies out the window.
“I know there’s so many bullshit reasons why we shouldn’t be together but this is definitely not one of them. Fuck all the excuses floating through our minds, you’re mine, sunshine. I just claimed you. You’re mine,” I growl out the last part wanting to get my point across. She nods as a faint smile ghosts her pouty lips.
“I’ve always wanted you, Sam. Of course I’m yours.” I close my eyes as her words sink in. We’re really doing this.
“Then let’s do this properly.” I lay her back on the bed then crawl up her body, my still hard length pressing between her thighs. My lips find hers in a scorching kiss that has me rocking against her. I need to be inside her more than I need my next breath. I pull away then run my knuckles down her face.
“We can wait,” I mention praying she says no. I’d do it for her but it wouldn’t be pleasant.
“No, I don’t want to wait any longer. I need you.” I crash my mouth down on hers as our bodies rock against each other. My hand skims down her belly wanting to make sure she’s still ready for me. I press two fingers in easily as her wetness coats me.
“That’s my good girl. Spread your legs wider for me baby. This fat cock needs some room.” She stretches her legs apart as I line myself up with her entrance.
“Are you ready for me?” I ask.
“Yes, please,” she pants. My hips press into hers slowly not wanting to hurt her like last time. With each thrust more of my cock gets sheathed in her. I pull her leg up to rest on my shoulder, allowing me more room. With one final thrust, I’m completely seated inside of her. She’s tighter than anything I’ve ever experienced. I feel her walls squeezing me and I have to fight the urge to blow my load like a teenager.
“Look at you taking my cock so well.” She blushes at the praise causing her walls to clamp down. So, my girl likes praise.
With her leg still over my shoulder, I lean down to capture her lips. “Please tell me I can move, baby. You feel so amazing but I need to move.” I search her face for any discomfort then she nods and that’s all the confirmation I need.
Sliding out, I push back in harder making her eyes roll back. I continue to drive inside her achingly slow until I know she’s okay. My hips buck harder and harder forcing myself deeper inside her tight cunt. With every stroke I become closer to my release but I need her to get there first. She will always get there before me. My fingers tweak her swollen clit causing her back to bow off the bed.
“You look so fucking hot taking this big dick,” I praise.
“I’m so close. Ahh, so close,” she whimpers as her hands dig into my biceps tightly. I pick up my pace as I pound her into the mattress. The pleasure builds far too quickly.
“Come for me, sunshine. Let me hear you scream my name,” I grunt as my thrusts grow fevered. I pinch her clit making her shoot off like a firework. Her pussy clenches down on me like a vice sending me to my own abyss. I come roaring inside her.
“Sammmm,” she screams as I pump her full of my seed. Jets of come fill her tight hole and for the briefest moments, I wonder if I’ve bred her. I’ve never been bare in a woman and I sure as fuck never wanted to fill a cunt until she swells with my child. What the actual fuck is happening to me? I’m fucking pussy whipped. No, I’m Marcy whipped.
“Fuck, my little sunshine, you’re milking my cock so good,” I groan as she continues convulsing around me. My movements slow as we both come down. Setting her leg down, I lean over her to kiss her. I need to feel her lips against mine. My arm holds me above her so I don’t crush her with my weight. My cock stays tucked tightly inside her. I’m still hard ready for round two but I know Marcy needs a break. I don’t want to over do her first time.
I pull my lips back from hers so I can look down at her gorgeous eyes. They are shimmering and overfilled with passion. As I kiss her forehead, I slowly pull out of her.
“Stay here.” Jumping from the bed I head to the bathroom to get a warm cloth to clean her with. My only concern is Marcy and I want to make sure all her needs are taken care of.
As I come back to the bedroom I see Marcy’s eyes have fallen closed but an adorable little smile rests on her lips. I spread her thighs to clean up the mess we made taking special care of her red, puffy lips. She might have been a virgin but she took my cock like it was made for her. Maybe it was. As I slide in behind her, I pull her body against mine loving the feel of her soft curves pressed against me. Marcy snuggles in to me letting a soft sigh fall from her lips.
“Rest up, sunshine, I’m far from done with you.” A tremble runs through her body stirring my cock back to life.
“Yes, Mr. Knight.” She just signed herself over to me. She’s mine.
After years of self-denial, the overwhelming desire to consume her, dominate her, and claim her as my own has become irresistible. Marcy will soon discover that she is forever changed, ruined for any other man. The intensity of this longing consumes me, leaving no room for doubt or hesitation.