Chapter 7
REN
I ’m breaking every rule. I’ve fallen victim to temptation, but it feels too fucking good for me to care. Kissing Eloise is every bit as good as I imagined it would be…and some.
“This is a bad idea,” I growl against her lips, reminding myself not to claw at her as my fingers slide up her back. Her skin is clammy, she’s bound to be nervous, yet the determination in her eyes convinced me of how much she wants this.
I have no idea why she doesn’t fear me. I can deny it to her all I want, but she knows I’ve been following her.
She knows, and yet she still trusts me. I pull her face away from mine using the grip I have on her long, brown hair.
I need to see that determination again just to be sure.
She’s breathless, her lips are swollen from where I’ve tarnished them, but she’s smiling.
“Probably, but I don’t want to back out, do you?” She stares at me hopefully, and I feel my restraint snap all over again. I rush my lips back onto hers, kissing her deep, and when I lose a little of my restraint and bite down on that plump bottom lip, she moans.
“I’m not the kinda guy to have your first time with,” I warn. Because as much as I want to be the one who takes her purity, I’m not what she needs.
“Why not?” Her fingertips touch me through the fabric of my tee, and I grab her wrists to halt the path they make toward my jeans.
“I’ll hurt you,” I tell her in a frustrated whisper, realizing that my hands are shaking from all the tension that years and years of wanting have built up inside me.
“Isn’t it supposed to hurt, anyway?” She looks up at me, all innocent and sassy at the same time.
“This isn’t a fucking game.” I feel my grip tighten.
“What if I told you I’d thought about it?
” I tease her lips with mine, not quite letting them touch, and seeing her lick her lips like she’s desperate to taste them again, drives me even crazier.
“What if I told you that I’ve imagined how pretty my bruises would look on your skin?
” I move my hand and wrap it around her throat, squeezing her a little tighter than I should.
“What if I confessed that I’ve come all over these fingers just from thinking about the sound you’d make if I choked you?
” I whisper, feeling her body shiver against mine.
“I’m not scared of you,” she tells me firmly, and when I slowly release my fingers and trail them down her body, I take the time to appreciate every inch of her goosepimpled skin.
Her stomach is toned and flat from all the yoga she does at the weekends, and like so many times before, I imagine how it would look round and swollen.
Eloise looks so pretty with my child growing inside her.
I know this because I’ve drawn it a thousand times.
I can’t even imagine how satisfying it would be to possess and own her body in that way.
To watch it flourish as it carries something the two of us made together.
I slip my fingers lower, and she holds her breath when they skim into the waistline of her panties.
“We need a safe word for you, Kitten.” I breathe into her ear, tracing my nose over her cheek, and absorbing more of her scent
“What's a safe wo–”
“It’s a word you say if you need me to stop.” I plant a soft kiss on her temple. “I’m going to try and be gentle. But I’m also going to own you. I’m gonna overpower you, and if at any time it gets too much, all you have to do is say that word, and it all stops without hesitation.
“So, it’s kind of like a tap out.” She smiles, having no idea what she’s getting herself into.
“Yeah, it’s a tap out.” I keep my hand where it is, desperate to slide it lower and touch that precious, little pussy, but I won’t until I know her safeword.
Eloise is trusting me; she needs to know that she’s in control of her boundaries.
“Then why don’t we just use that?” She looks down to where my fingers are tucked into her lace, then back up at me.
“If I want you to stop, I say ‘Tap Out.’” She gives me a tiny nod as the all clear before I slide my hand lower and glide my middle finger through the seam of her pussy.
She gasps again, and I graze her ear lobe with my teeth when I realize how wet she is. If this is how good she feels on my finger, I can’t even think about how incredible she’s going to feel on my cock.
I keep my finger stroking her softly, then decide to test her a little when I pinch her clit, between my thumb and finger.
She doesn’t flinch, she purrs for me, just like I knew she would.
“That’s right, Kitten, earn your name, purr for me again.
” I pinch a little tighter and see a spark of thrill in her eyes before releasing her and making gentle circles to soothe the pain I might have caused.
“You want me to use these fingers to stretch you a little before you take my cock?” I’m desperate to know how tight she is. I've spent hours with my fist clenched tight around my dick trying to replicate it.
“That might be a good idea.” Her bottom lip wobbles like she’s nervous, and I trace a circle around her tight, virgin hole.
“You can say the word anytime. I’ll stop right away.
Remember, you're in control,” I whisper as I steadily slip two fingers inside her.
She holds her breath again, squeezing her eyes shut tight as her warm, wet channel crushes my fingers.
I keep making those lazy circles with my thumb against her clit, to distract her from any discomfort and when she looks at me and smiles I can’t help wondering what’s going through her head.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this.” She laughs, taking her hand and resting it on my cheek as she continues to look down at where I’m touching her. I use my other hand to tug at her hair, lifting her head so I can kiss her lips again. Her needy pussy soaks my fingers as she starts to relax.
“You ever come before?” I ask, pressing my forehead into hers and releasing her lips so she can get some air.
She shakes her head and blushes like she’s ashamed of the answer.
“Come for me now, come on these fingers so I can taste it.” Her eyebrows lift in shock, but she lets my words command her and starts to throb harder.
“That’s right, clench me real tight, You're gonna need to be wetter than this if you're gonna take my cock.” I keep our heads locked together, and fuck her faster with my fingers. “I’m going to make this cunt so sore you won’t be able to walk tomorrow,” I tell her and she blinks rapidly, as her breaths get shorter, “You like the idea of that, Kitten?” Her head nods as confusion spreads across her face.
“I’m gonna break this virgin pussy so fucking good.
” I tug tighter on her hair and make her squeal.
“Remember your word,” I remind her, as her body starts to tense, she nods against my grip and keeps her eyes scrunched together.
“Come on, pretty girl, let's make a mess of these panties.” My fingers are slipping inside her with ease now, and she rests her hand on my shoulder, squeezing it tight and dropping her mouth open. “That’s right, you’re so fucking close, let it go. Give it up.”
“Fuck!” Her nails dig into my skin as she releases, and I admire how beautiful she looks as she comes apart while I continue to fuck her with my fingers.
She squeals when I rip my hand away, quickly lift her off her feet, and lay her out on the bed.
I need to know how the first orgasm Eloise Meadows ever had tastes, so I rip at her panties and drag them off her legs.
Her cheeks flush even brighter when I spread her knees apart and hold them open.
She’s got a neat, little landing strip of hair, and her perfect, pink pussy is glistening, ready to be tasted.
I waste no more time wondering how good it is and dive in.
She takes my hair in her grip as I lap up her orgasm with my tongue, tasting her sweet pussy as I flick against her clit.
I keep wondering if this is a dream, worrying that any second I’m going to wake up.
I need to cram as much of her into my memories so when I do, I can remember every detail.
My cock aches to be inside her, so I drag my mouth away so I can stand back up and release it from my jeans.
Her eyes glance over all my tattoos when I lift my T-shirt over my head, and when they lower to look between my legs, she swallows nervously.
“Holy shit .” She doesn’t look determined anymore, she looks damn right petrified. “That’s really going to hurt, isn’t it?” Her voice comes out shaky, as I climb over her body, and rest my hands on either side of her head.
“Just stay relaxed, spread your thighs as wide as you can.” I let my hard cock touch against her, my tip trailing a path through her wet pussy lips and sending a tingle all over my skin.
I’m a sick, sick bastard for the thoughts that are going through my head.
Because, yes it is going to hurt her, my cock is going to stretch this sweet, innocent pussy to its limit and I’m undoubtedly gonna get off on it.
I’m also going to turn that pain into pleasure and make her crave more of it.
Eloise surprises me when she reaches her hand between us and wraps me in her fist, pumping me so delicately through her palm that I almost spill all over her fingers.
“It’s big,” she whispers. “I like the way it feels in my hand.” Her words have me leaking precum into her palm, while my fists grab at her sheets.
My body is telling me to slam inside her, to own this girl who I’ve been obsessing over for more than half my life, but my heart is telling me to take it slow.
To give her an experience she will remember fondly, instead of adding to her nightmares.
She’s clung on to her purity for so long, and now that she’s decided I’m the person she wants to give it to, I owe it to her to make it special.
I keep that in mind as she guides me to her entrance, ensuring the thick tip of my cock presses against her, and I feel myself dripping all over her virgin hole.
Just the thought of filling her with my seed threatens to make me offload entirely, so I push that to the back of my mind and focus on the next step.
“Relax.” I stroke my fingers over her face. “You’ve come this far. We could stop here for now.” I don’t know how, but I would. I need her to want this; she has to be sure.
“I don’t want to stop,” she whispers sweetly. So, I gently push inside her and let the sensation of her swallow me whole.
“Fuck!” I hiss, feeling as though I’m being strangled by silk, and I manage to force a little more inside her before we both release our breath.
“You gotta relax and breathe. Trust me, it’ll get easier,” I assure her, gripping her hip and trying to hold onto my restraint. I’m so desperate to push all the way inside her, but I have to take my time.
“I’m sorry.” She bites her lip, looking embarrassed.
“Don’t be fucking sorry.” I take my hand under her jaw and force her to look at me.
“This is perfect. You're fucking perfect, do you know that?” I like the way she smiles, and when I feel her relax a little, I slide myself deeper. “This pussy is mine now, you’re mine, Eloise. No one will ever fucking hurt you again. Do you understand?” I don’t care if I’m coming on too strong, I’m just letting the girl know how it is, because there's no going back from this now.
“I understand,” she tells me, still smiling, and I have no idea why. I’ll only ever be a burden to her. What I’m doing here is selfish, and I thought I had better control.
“The only person who causes you pain from now on… is me. And I promise it’ll be the kind of pain you want more of.”
I wait for her to nod before I fill her mouth with my tongue and force my cock all the way inside her.
Her body naturally tries to resist me, contracting around my cock as if it doesn’t belong there.
Her body is right to try and keep me out.
I shouldn’t be inside her. I shouldn’t be here at all.
I’m like a fucking poison, But right now, she feels like she needs me and, wrong or right, I won’t deny her.
“You okay?” I check, holding myself still, inside her, and feeling the heat of her skin against mine.
“It hurts a little,” she admits. So I take her thigh and wrap it around my hip, finding a new angle inside her.
“But it’s a good kind of hurt,” she confesses, and I slowly start rolling my hips into hers and watching how good that hurt looks on her face. It’s just the beginning of the price she’ll have to pay for being mine, because I’m never gonna let her go now.
“Tell me what you're thinking.” I stare at her, cradling her jaw and stroking her bottom lip with my thumb while I thrust inside her. I don’t just want to be inside her pussy, I want to be in her head, too.
“I’m thinking I must be crazy, and that you're beautiful.” She strokes her fingers through my hair.
“There's nothing beautiful about me,” I whisper, trying to hold myself together. I want to touch every inch of her skin. I want to mark her, so the whole world knows she’s mine.
“Ren,” I whisper my name, and when she creases up her face with confusion, I explain.
“My name, I thought you should know it.”
“Ren.” She tests it out in her sweet, little voice, and I’m already obsessed with how it sounds.
“You can say it when you come for me again.” I lift up and rest back on my knees, spreading her thighs so wide that her knees press against the mattress.
“And how can you be sure I’ll–”
She stops mid-sentence when I spit on her clit, and I smile when it makes her clamp me inside her even tighter. Then I tilt my head and watch pleasure soak up her pain.
“Ren, I think I’m going to…”
I nod my head as her words turn to moans and her hips start to move to their own uncontrolled rhythm.
I knew once I was inside her that I wouldn’t last long, so I take those hips and hold them steady, smashing my cock deeper into her pussy.
I listen to her cry out as she watches my cock fill her, and just as I’m getting closer, all the pleasure on her face suddenly turns to panic.
“Ren, I’m…I’m not on any birth control.” She grips both my wrists desperately. “You need to pull out, you're not wearing a condom.” I smile at her wickedly as I rest my hand on the headboard and lean back over her body.
“I know,” I whisper into her ear, before I nip it with my teeth again.
“Ren, you might get me pregnant.” She pushes against my chest, but it’s too late, her words set me off and my cock is already pumping her full of my seed.
“I told you, Kitten. You're mine now.” I kiss her before she can argue, then holding her hips tight against mine, I ensure she’s got no chance of getting away from me.