Chapter 16
Chapter Sixteen
Rhett
I know I have to go slow even though all I want to do is to rut my little angel into the bed and fill her full of cum. So full she ends up being pregnant from it. And there’s nothing holding me back now. No guilt over her not knowing who I really am, no omissions of truth, no worry that she becomes a different person when she finds out.
She knows exactly who I am now. And she still came back to my bed. She still looks at me like there might be a chance she could love me one day even knowing how obsessed with her I am. I just don’t want to hurt her. I don’t want to make her first time painful or unpleasant enough that she won’t ever do it again willingly. I want to make it perfect for her. I want her to remember it with fondness and love years from now. I want her to think about it and get wet for me when we are old and gray and have to be extra careful so we don’t break hips.
So, I won’t be fucking her into the bed today. That can be done some other day. Today, I am going to teach my little angel how to make love. Tomorrow, I will teach her how to fuck. I will teach her how to take me into her body and hold me until I can’t tell where I end and she begins, teach her how to breathe through the pain and pleasure, teach her how to cum on my cock.
Today is for making her mine completely, for loving and for showing her how we can make our own little family, so she never has to be lonely ever again. She will never have to spend Christmas all by herself, never have to lay in an empty bed wondering if she will spend a holiday alone. Because I will never leave her.
Even in death, I will stay with her because there is no heaven for me without her. No life, after or otherwise, without my Charity.
I look down at the beautiful woman under me and have to take a moment to catch my breath. Her hair is spread out on the pillow under her like a beautiful dark halo, like she is my own personal dark angel. Her lips are swollen from our kisses, her eyes are heavy-lidded from the orgasms I gave her, and her breasts rise and fall with each gasp of air she takes in. She’s absolutely breathtaking.
I lean down to give her a lingering kiss before I gently run my hands over her body. They come to a stop on her full breasts. I spend the time building her back up so it will make the next few moments go easier for her. She gasps around my tongue when I pinch her nipples slightly rougher than I did all the other times I had her in my hands.
“Rh…Rhett.”
“I love it when you whisper my name in that breathy voice that is just dripping in sex, angel. It makes me think I can do dirty things to you, sweetheart. It makes me think delicious thoughts of corrupting you with every debauched position I can think of.”
She gasps again as I move to her side and give her pussy a little smack. Not hard, but hard enough that it causes her to cry out and her body to tense back up in anticipation. Her hands fly down to encircle my wrist, but it doesn’t stop me from giving her another tiny swat.
“Rhett…what are you…?”
I take her nipple between my teeth and nip and suck at the swollen nub.
“Rhett, you’re…making me…I’m going to…again.”
“Say it, Charity. Tell me I’m going to make you cum again. Tell me I’m going to send you flying over the edge one more time, little one.”
“Oh God! Yes, yes, you’re making me cum again! Rhett, please!”
Even though she says what I want to hear when she comes to the word 'cum' she whispers it like she is telling me a secret. But the way she screams my name when I pop her little pussy again is no secret. No secret at all.
Her body coils around me and I pepper her with tiny kisses up and down her throat and over her face. She sinks her fingernails into my wrist as her pussy starts to convulse around the finger I’ve slipped inside her. This time she easily takes one and I can even wiggle in a second one before she tightens down on both of them and a warm rush of liquid pours out of her body.
Before she can come down from the high I’ve sent her on, I cover her body and notch our hips together. Her eyes open to look at mine with a combination of curiosity and something else I can’t place, something else that gives me a sliver of hope.
“You’re ready for this, angel? You want this?”
I wait for her answer, if she says she wants to wait, if she needs more time, I’ll give her one more orgasm and go feed her the entire time pulling the blue balls from my stomach. But she will never know how much I hurt; never realize how hard it will be to jerk myself away from her. All she will know is that everything can wait until she is ready.
She looks at me from under her lashes, “I want this, Rhett. I want it all with you.”
“Are you sure, Charity? I need you to be absolutely sure about this.”
“I’m more than sure.”
It’s all the answer I need before I rock my hips so that my cock slips inside of her. Despite the multiple orgasms I gave her, there’s no slipping inside though. It takes a moment before I feel myself start to make any headway but I’ve always been a patient man when I am going after something I want. And I want Charity like I have never wanted anything before. It’s not just a passion or even an obsession. It’s a necessity. She’s like the air I breathe or the blood in my veins, I have to have her, or I will die.
I spread her tight entrance with the thick tip of my cock and wait for her to relax. I make sure I give her plenty of kisses before I bend to take one of her peaks in my mouth shocking a gasp out of her. Her body yields to me slowly but I feel every slip, every centimeter I slide into her. Eventually, I work the head of my cock in and fight to control myself - even if it is only a little bit of control - for her.
She gasps out when the broadest part of the head of my cock slips inside and automatically tightens up on me. She breathlessly calls my name, and I go back to take her bottom lip in between my teeth. I want every point of contact I can have with her when we’re like this. Her eyes looking into mine, our mouths melded together, my hands on her curves where her heart beats underneath. Every point, every touchable part, and then some.
“Please!”
Her fevered plea lets me know she’s ready for more. I push again and feel her body give into mine. Every inch I give her causes her to gasp out and writhe under me. I’m going so slow I know the moment my dick bumps up against her barrier. And so does she. She looks at me with heated eyes.
“Yes. Yes, I want it. I want it. I want you, Barrett!”
The fact she used my whole name does something to me that I don’t have the brain power to figure out right now since all the blood in my body has gone straight to my cock. If pressed I would have to say it’s because she finally sees me for all that I am. She knows who I am, and realizes I’m not exactly a good man, and yet she still wants me in her body, still wants me next to her. My angel has chosen her devil and it’s me!!
I break through the thin veil like it’s nothing but tissue paper but even with the pounding of my heart, the lust in my blood, I know to wait until my girl is ready for me. I watch every emotion cross her face. I see it all, the pain, the same hunger echoed in my eyes, the new knowledge of what it's like to have a man inside of her -to have me inside of her! I’m her first, the first person to feel her squeeze up on a cock…and I’ll be her last and only!
There’s no way in hell I’m letting this angel go!
Not when she’s sent me to heaven with every kiss, every touch. Not when I’ve finally found where I belong!