Chapter ThreeIan
Chapter Three
Ian
“They’re my ride,” she mutters, as if that makes a difference to me. It only serves to piss me off, knowing these fuck-offs had the pleasure of riding with her. These clowns were nothing but a bunch of college kids spending daddy’s money to get wasted and fucked. Worst of all, they wanted my girl in the mix. That shit wasn’t going to happen. I clenched my fists at my sides, doing my best to control myself because I wasn’t the kind to take their lip. Usually, I would have busted their heads already.
“She’s my girl, and she’s not going to leave me for a bouncer,” the one who was balls deep in another chick has the nerve to say to me. He’s got a death wish that I’d be more than happy to grant.
Smirking, I inch closer to the little punk and say, “So you cheated on her…on her birthday? She can do a lot better than a man who fucks her friend.” Callie gasps and stares at them, shaking her head.
I turn back to those assholes, who are standing still. “I thought I told you all to leave.” I take her hand and walk her out of the area.
I pull out my phone and call the real bouncers. “Empty the VIP area and make sure they never come in here again.” I end the call and turn to the extremely attractive woman on my arm, who nervously looks back to her friends. “Relax, beautiful. You and I are going to have a drink, and I’ll make sure you’re taken home safely.”
“Um…I don’t know you.” A blush creeps up her neck, and I want to lick the reddened fucking path, feeling the heat with my tongue.
“God, you’re a fucking dream. That voice could make me drop to my knees and surrender everything to you.” It pulls me in just as much as her looks do.
“That’s not necessary,” she says, shyness causing her to dip her chin.
“So that fucker is lying, or you’re not quite as innocent as I believed.”
“He’s lying, but also I’m tired of being innocent.” She bites down on the bottom corner of her lip.
I caress her cheek and then grasp her chin with my thumb and forefinger, drawing her attention to me. I need all of her attention, and I can’t explain why. It’s insane how intense I feel. Adrenaline runs through me. “Good. I’m the right man to turn you into a bad girl.”
I want to take her straight to a quiet place so I can strip her completely bare and fuck her until she’s coming on my cock, but I need her to trust me, or at least crave me as much as I want her. “Let’s dance and work off the alcohol.”
Leading her to the dance floor, I grip her waist, dancing to the music. When I drag her back to my chest, she starts grinding on my hips. “Be careful, little girl, or I’m going to take you upstairs and let you feel me without any clothes.” Callie’s small waist feels twice as small in my hands. She’s going to be speared on my cock. She turns her head and parts her lips, staring into my eyes, and I can’t stop myself.
I spin her around to face me, dip my head and taste her, claiming a kiss in the middle of the dance floor. Even though the music blares around us, I don’t hear any of it because my heart is beating in my ears.
“Fuck,” I groan as she pulls her lips away. I run my tongue and lips down her neck, nipping at her pulse. She tilts her head, giving me more room, and my fingers bite into her thighs.
“We have an audience,” she whispers, gently pulling away from me.
I look into her caramel eyes. “Let’s take this somewhere else.”
She nods. “Okay.”
I grasp her hand in mine to lead her to where we can be alone, but before I can, we’re interrupted by security. “Sir, your brother’s here.”
“Which one?” I grumble.
“Me, you dick,” Connor says, looking behind me to get a glimpse of my little minx.
“I thought you were still working and wouldn’t make it in tonight.”
“I wasn’t going to, but I know how you hate this place, so thanks for taking care of the place for a couple of hours. Lucky for you, I’ve got it.” He claps me on the shoulder and smirks. “Interesting,” he adds before walking around us and then heading upstairs to his office.
“Ignore that asshole,” I tell her as I turn us around toward the exit. “Let’s get out of here.”
Since I’m in a suit, I left my motorcycle at home. We enter the parking lot to my spot, which is the second one by the door. I press the button, starting my car so the AC can kick in, then I open the door for her. “Please,” I say with a light wave of my arm. My body is demanding I carry her and strap her down so she doesn’t get away. A feral desire has washed over me. She’s not like any other woman.
“Thank you,” she says, sliding into the passenger seat. I close the door and walk around to my side. Once I’m in the driver’s seat, I give her a smirk. “I don’t think this is wise.”
“Well, sweetheart, I believe it’s the best move either of us could make.”
“I don’t even know your name.”
“It’s Ian.” I bring her hand to my lips, kissing the back of it. “Now that we know each other’s name, I believe we should go somewhere where I can strip you bare and lick every inch of your sexy body.” Even if she says no, I’ll be okay taking her home.
“Why can’t I just say no?”
“Because you don’t want to, Callie.” I pull out onto the road. “What’s it going to be, beautiful?”
“I want you,” she confesses.
“Good,” I answer, focusing on the road to the nearest hotel. It’s only a three-minute drive, and we’re pulling into the valet area. “Here we are.”
My gaze focuses on the valet, wondering if he wants to keep his eyes. In a low whisper so Callie doesn’t hear me, I say, “You better get your eyes off her, or you’ll be looking for a job for the blind.” He shakes as I drop the keys into his hand. I walk around and take her hand, leading her to the entrance. I’ve never been here before, but there’s a first for everything. It’s quiet because of the hour, so the concierge greets me in a hushed tone.
“Wait right here,” I say, sitting her down in the lobby chair. I don’t want her feet to hurt in those sexy stilettos.
“I need your best room for the night.”
“Sir, that’s nine hundred a night,” he replies in a hushed voice.
“I don’t recall asking that.” He nervously nods, typing into his system, and I hand over the black card along with my ID. A moment later, he hands it back with the keycard.
“Thank you for your stay, sir.” It’s late, but it’s going to be the best money I’ve ever spent. I walk up to Callie, who has to be the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Her eyes lift to meet mine as my shoes tap the marble surface, alerting her to my return.
“We’re ready.” I want to be inside her at this very moment. I’d fuck her so damn hard in the elevator, but I’d kill anyone who saw her pussy. I find that I’m suddenly extremely possessive of her. That’s a damn first. This woman is racking up a whole bunch of firsts, and I try to fight off the instant fear that hits my spine.
“Just let me know if you change your mind.”
“No, I haven’t.” As we walk to the elevator, I wrap her arm under mine, doing my best to control the raging lust and the underlying emotion I can’t describe that’s unnerving me.
When we step in, I hit the code on the keycard sleeve and then enter my keycard. “The penthouse suite?”
“Yes,” I answer. Adjusting my suit jacket, I pull her into my arms.
“We only need a bed,” she says.
My mouth is on her throat, kissing and marking her flesh. I want to be inside her as deep as I can go until she comes on my cock. “We don’t even need that, but I want you to sleep after I tear your body apart and put you back together again.”
“Please. I need you,” she moans, clinging to my lapels. Fuck, I’m going to eat her up as soon as I get her in the damn hotel room.
The second the lock turns green, I twist the handle and carry her inside. The need to be inside her is overwhelming me. I hope that I can last long enough to wring an orgasm from her sexy body. “Callie, be prepared because once I’m done with you, you’ll never want anyone else.”
“You say that to every girl you fuck?”
“Only you. I want to make you come so hard that you pass out screaming my name,” I whisper against her lips.
I lead her to the middle of the room, dropping the keycard on the nearest table. “Fuck, I need to get you naked.” My fingers lace into her hair, cradling her head. She gasps, eyes wide with anticipation. I bring her face to mine as I kiss her softly, nipping at her lips.
“Ian,” she moans, desire evident in my whispered name. Never has it sounded so good before. I slide my hands down her curvy figure, cupping her ass and then slipping my hands underneath the expensive black material. I could tear this dress off her and burn it.
The thought of her wearing something so sexy to hook up with one of the patrons or worse, the pussies that were in the VIP booth, pisses me off. She wanted to be a bad girl; well, I’m going to show her what happens to bad girls. I lift my hand and let it come down hard on her ass. “That’s for looking for sex tonight.”
“So, you don’t want me,” she asks, looking into my eyes while her fingers dig into my shoulders.
“I want you; make no mistake about that, but you out here looking to hook up is a punishable offense, little minx.”
“What are you going to do about it?” she says, defiance in her stare.
“I’m going to tear apart your pussy so you know damn well that the only dick you get is mine, and every step you take will be a memory of how I owned your body.”
“Your body is so much larger than mine. Of course you’re going to tear me apart, but can you please me?”
“Trust me when I say you’ll be pleased. So much you’ll be coming back for more, over and over again.” She smirks, shaking her head.
“Bring it, big boy.”
I growl, loving the challenge from my future wife. She has no fucking idea that she accidentally walked into her future, and I have every intention of making sure that we are tied to each other for the rest of our lives. My fingers grip the tiny tab of the zipper and gingerly pull it down, the sound echoing loudly in my ears as if alerting me that she’s almost naked. I slip the thin strap off her shoulder, bending down to kiss the spot where it had lain, and then I move to the other side, repeating the same step.
“So perfect,” I whisper as the dress falls into a puddle at her heeled feet. She shivers with anticipation, nipples hardening. “No bra. It’s as if you enjoy being a bad girl. You’re lucky your pussy was covered. If some other assholes saw that sweet kitten tonight, I’d have to cut out their eyes.”
My fingers glide over her chest, smoothly caressing her pebbled nipples. They feel perfect against the pads of my fingers. I cup her breasts, squeezing them as I take my time, wanting her to hunger for me as much as I want her. Leaning in, I languidly kiss her pouty lips, pushing them apart to slip my tongue inside, needing to taste her mouth again. The taste of orange and cinnamon hits my tastebuds.
She moans against my lips. My hand wraps around her waist, slamming her body firmly against mine so we crash together and our breaths catch. She slips her hand under my coat and gasps. Shit, she feels the gun. I back up and say, “Security.” I know it’s not quite the truth, but for now, that’s all she needs to know. I slide my jacket off and then undo my holster, setting it aside before kissing her roughly.
She moans, thrusting her fingers into my hair and forgetting about the weapon. I drag her over to the bed and lay her down, climbing on top of her. Fuck—my thick length lines up with her hot center, and I just want to slide into her depths and lose myself until I explode deep into her. Thoughts of marking her womb and making the next MacNamara sound fucking good to me. Letting those little fucks she’d been associating with know she was taken and bred also sounds really good right now.
“Baby, are you on birth control?”
“Yes.”
“That’s a fucking pity.”
“Why?”
“Because I had plans for that womb of yours. It’s going to have to wait for later then,” I growl, crushing my mouth to hers and then pulling my lips away to kiss lower. I need more of her, and I need it now. I reach her skimpy black lace panties, hook my thick fingers under the hem, and slide them down her legs. I tuck them into my pants pocket and then slip off her heels, kissing her sexy little feet.
“So gorgeous.” Slowly, I kiss and lick up her legs, moving my way to her inner thighs inch by inch as my fingers dig into her flesh, marking her olive skin. I want her to look in the mirror and see me there when I’m working. Soon, I’ll leave more of them. Fuck, my dick bangs against the edge of the bed. I need to break free of my clothes and slide into her already.
Still, my mouth has to taste that juicy slit that she was good enough to keep covered. I lean in and slide my fingers over her pussy, rubbing her soaking hole. “God, you’re fucking drenched. You’re so needy for my tongue, aren’t you?”
“Yes, please.”
“That’s what I need to hear. I want to hear my name spilling from your beautiful lips as I eat your cunt to heaven.” I press one finger into her wetness as my tongue lashes at her opening. “I never realized how dry my mouth was. I’m fucking thirsty.” I latch on to her wet slit, sucking her little clit while rubbing my thumb in and out of her extremely tight pussy. Holy fuck, is she tight. Her hole clamps around my tongue like a vacuum, and I’m almost afraid of what her pussy is going to do to my big dick.
My mind wonders if she hasn’t had sex in a long time, or if the dirty-girl act just that—an act. I grind my face on her pussy, growling and moaning on her slit, needing more as I feel her push away from me. Her orgasm is building, and she can’t handle it. I hook my arms around her hips and drag her pussy back down.
“Don’t pull your pretty little cunt away from me. It’s mine now,” I grunt. I pump one of my thick fingers inside and feel the edge of her virginity. Fucking good girl. I’m going to destroy her for anyone else, but first she’s going to come for me.
“Come for me, Callie. Come for me,” I demand, pumping my finger into her wet heat over and over as I speed up my licking. “You’re doing so good being my dirty girl. Giving me that juicy pussy. Feeding me that delicious, hot cunt. You’ve got me so hard, I could nut right now.” She cries out, body edging away, and then I suck on her nub. She spears her hand into my hair, tugging on it before smashing my face into her vibrating pussy. God, she’s shaking violently as she comes. I chuckle with pride as she rides my face.
Growling with pleasure, I reach between us and unbutton my shirt and then reach for my belt while continuing to suck on her pussy until she can’t take any more. Wiping my mouth, I stand and stare down at my woman who looks so fucking hot. Her hair is a splayed-out, dark mess on the white pillows, and her skin is covered in a sweaty pink hue.
“We’re not done yet. I promised you a night of pleasure, Callie. As much as I enjoy eating your pussy and I plan to have you ride my face again, I want to slide my cock deep inside you first.” She moans and clamps her thighs together with eagerness.
I slide off my shoes and then sit on the footstool by the bed to take off my socks. Next, I undo my cuffs and pull my shirt from my pants. Her eyes go to my chest, and she gasps. “You like what you see?”
“Can’t say I’m disappointed,” she answers. I love how she tries to hide her innocence. It’s fucking cute. “Although you haven’t lost the pants yet. It feels like you’re trying to avoid the obvious. Are you afraid you won’t measure up?”
“Darling, that’s something I don’t have to worry about.” I drop my trousers, my boxers with them, and my cock springs free, banging against my stomach. Her mouth falls open, and she gasps. “I’m guessing it’s now something you’re worried about. Don’t, baby. I’ll be gentle.”
“Ian, there’s no way you can be gentle with that thing.”
“I promise I’m going to make you come again before I come inside that tight pussy, and I’m a man of my word.” I climb on the bed and kiss her lips. “Now part those legs before I do it for you.” She bites down on her bottom lip as blush spreads up her chest.
The moment I press my cock through her slit, I know she’s never been fucked before, and I can’t think straight. If I was insanely aroused before, the knowledge at the tip of my dick makes me ready to shoot my load.
“Fuck. There’s something you left out, beautiful.”
“I didn’t think it was important for a man like you,” she lies to me.
“No, it’s not, because it’s not going to stop me. Still, it’s a fucking badge of honor I’ll proudly wear, Callie.” I drop my head and lean in for a soft kiss. My cock continues to penetrate her, pushing another inch inside, stretching her out. “So damn tight. Damn, you feel so good even though it hurts. I hadn’t realized I’m a fucking masochist, but as promised, you come first.” I bend down and kiss her lips that are parted from the gasp of pain.
I take my time, slowly waiting for her little body to adjust. Most of my weight is supported by my elbows. “Breathe, minx. Let me in, and I’ll promise you’ll love my cock as much as I love this perfect little pussy.” She clenches her lock-box death grip around me and I groan, doing my best to stave off coming too quickly. I gently pull out to the tip and then slide back in. She gasps but doesn’t groan. With each thrust, she becomes more and more relaxed.
“That’s a good girl. You’re doing so well. I love the way you take my big dick.”
“It’s so big.” She clings to me. Her legs slide up and down mine, trying to fight me off while trying to get more.
“Yes, and you’re going to take all of it because that’s what you need and what I promised, and what did I say?”
“You’re a man of your word.”
“That’s right,” I growl, slamming my mouth on hers as I roll my hips forward, driving into her until I’m completely buried deep into her tiny body. Fuck, it’s incredible. When I look into her eyes, I see the lust that was there earlier. My minx is back. “That’s my girl. Time to take that dick like the good girl you are.”
I fuck her in a steady rhythm, moving between fast paced and slow and back to fast until I have her on edge, and then I suck on her fat breasts. She’s the object of perfection, and I’m never letting her go. I growl and arch my back, reaching between us to strum her little clit. She cries out, my name ripping from her lustful throat. I wrap my other hand around her throat and squeeze and thrust, shooting my cum deep inside her as I roar her name as if I’m marking her for everyone to know.
I release my grip and fall onto her and then wrap my arms around her body, flipping us around so she’s on my chest. “So damn incredible.”
“As promised,” she whispers, brushing kisses on my chest.