15. Rylie Rose
Chapter 15
Rylie Rose
T he sun almost peeked through Octavio’s floor to ceiling windows when I cracked my eyes opened. It’s almost morning, and it all felt unreal. Octavio behind me breathing against my back, spooning me tightly like he never wanted to let me go. The way his soft breasts pressed against my back along with his hard dick that poked against my ass cheeks. I wanted to release all over him again.
The way he feels behind me, makes my pussy clench hard. I didn’t think that he would give in so soon the way that he did. I guess I was just too irresistible to my love. I bit into my bottom lip and giggled lightly which caused him to shift then thrust into my ass involuntarily. He mumbled something underneath his breath and gripped me tighter.
I got so turned on that it almost felt painful as the ache between my legs intensified. He thrusted forward again, his dick slipped between my hot ass cheeks. I bit back my moan and reached for my stiffened nipples and started to pinch and pull them. Not satisfied enough like the greedy little bitch that I was known to be, I picked up one of my G cup breasts and sucked on my nipple while I squeezed my thighs tight to create friction. I closed my eyes and replayed last night in my head.
Octavio’s nipples pebbled from my touch, I had to relax before I lost my fucking mind.
“Have a bitch ever made you nut just from licking and sucking on these?” I asked as I looked up into his dark as knight eyes.
He took in a deep breath and shook his head no. I tugged on his left nipple while cuffing the bottom of his tittie in my hand. His face went through a series of emotions. I caught the look of disbelief, pleasure, and need on his face. He was uttered speechless by me, as he should be…since this was only the beginning.
“Good, I’ll be the one and only…my goodness, my love…you’re so sensitive as well.” My mouth watered. His body reacted each time I touched him.
“Your first nut will come by surprise, don’t touch shit but air.” I warned him.
I was fuckin’ drenched and going insane. I had him right where I wanted him but even that felt overwhelming. There was so many things that I wanted to do at once, but had to take my time. Octavio had no other choice but to follow my lead. He wasn’t aware of the magnificent things that I could bring out of him. Tonight was just a start, so I had to make it into something that would have him feening for me as bad as I did for him.
I stood on my tip toes and trailed soft kisses along his shoulders until I reached his neck. I licked all the way down to the middle of his chest then trailed my tongue to his right nipple. He shuttered and gasped. Octavio loomed over my short frame like a gentle giant.
“Fuck, Rylie Rose.” He grunted.
The sound of his needy sexy voice had a new rush of blood coursing straight to my pussy. I used my hand to grip the center of his throat, I squeezed tightly until I felt his Adam’s apple bob up and down the center of my hand. My tongue flicked softly over his nipple, hungrily I suctioned as much of his b cup breast my mouth could take on.
Fuck this patient bullshit. I pushed him backward until his ass hit the cushion. I climbed right into his lap then reached behind him to dig into the sofa to retrieve the sensitive thin condoms that I stored in the cushion just in case this moment came. In seconds, I rolled the condom down his long shaft and slid down his dick without thinking twice.
Octavio’s dick twitched inside of my pussy; he filled me to the hilt. As bad as I wanted to go crazy bouncing up and down his thick length, I forced myself to stay still. I got ahead of myself; the goal was to make him nut just from my mouth on his nipples. I wasn’t going anywhere after this, so I would have my special time to toy with him the way that I wanted to.
His eyes narrowed in question while my heart pounded wildly in my chest. I went to his left nipple as I pinched his right nipple hard. I gazed up into his eyes and noticed his pupils flared, his cheeks were blushed red. I purposely shifted in his lap then made my pussy breathe on his dick.
Fuck, he’s so soft and hard all in one. My hands roamed all over him, I wanted to know which nerves ignited him. I planned on marking him indefinitely with my entire essence. I sucked and bit then tugged on his nipple. I twisted it in my mouth then started to bounce slowly in his lap.
“Let me talk you through it, baby, can I do that?” I said with my teeth teasing the tip of his nipple.
“Yes, Rylie Rose.” He grunted with his eyes rolling back.
My pussy was a powerful needy little bitch, I knew she was set out to destroy all of him. She wouldn’t be apologetic for it either since she had a mind of her own. I moved to his other tittie and repeat the process. I stimulated his nipples until I felt him tremble beneath me.
My thighs tensed around him as my pussy continued to contract around his thick girth. I latched on to his shoulders to steady myself and demanded for him to thrust his hips up just so he could make contact with my swollen clit.
“I want you to nut all inside of me, before I cum all over when it’s soft… Say yes, Rylie Rose.”
“Yes, Rylie Rose.” His voice came out strained as I started to suck on his nipples harder.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful. Tell me that your fuckin’ beautiful.” My eyes rolled back.
“You’re fuckin’ beautiful.” He growled.
“Yes, and you are too baby. Now nut for big mama! Say yes big mama!” I demanded.
My nails dug into his shoulders as I forcefully slammed up and down in his lap. He cried out as his arms wrapped around my waist. I twisted my hips as my pussy choked his dick relentlessly. Octavio gave me his first nut, he roared so loudly his voice echoed off the walls. I kept my promise and squirted all over his dick. I lifted myself up and released the rest of my orgasm on his stomach.
I was totally in control; it gave me a high out of this world. I made sure to move it to his bedroom where I fucked him into a coma…
I managed to slide out of Octavio’s arms and do my wifely duties. It would take some adjusting, but pretty soon, he’d get used to me living here with him. That was something that I wouldn’t mention until he became delusional, thinking that I was supposed to leave our home.
I padded barefoot across the cold marble floors. My fingertips grazed the edge of Octavio’s sleek black dining table as I walked. I grinned wide and unbothered as I pranced around naked. His house was luxurious, everything from the leather-bound books that sat perfectly on his book shelves. I eyed the gold trimmings along the walls as I started to hum “Residuals” by Chris Brown.
I paused in one of his guest rooms that looked nearly empty. I started to imagine all of the thing that I could store inside of it.
“I can make this shit into a closet. All of my clothes and shoes along with a nice as vanity,” I murmured lowly.
I shut the door and went to go find the kitchen; my eyes got big at how massive his kitchen was. It was laid out in chrome with dark expensive wood.
“I need to make my man breakfast.” I chuckled just as my cell phone started to ring.
I didn’t have to eye my phone to know that it was Syren calling to check in on me.
“Hey Syren.” I rolled my eyes then placed her on speaker.
“Don’t answer the phone like you’re so annoyed with me. Your man came by this morning looking for you. I started to ask him if he could pay your half of the rent since you’re two days late!” She snapped at me.
“Don’t ever say that he’s my man again and keep it down, I have you on speaker phone. I don’t have this month rent but I’m pretty sure I won’t need to have it at all since I’ve officially moved in with my fiancé last night.” I giggled.
I walked away from my phone and opened up the refrigerator like I already knew what was inside of it. Octavio ate healthy; there was steak, fresh herbs, eggs, and all kind of other things that I didn’t too much care for. Since the steak was the first thing that I laid eyes on, I grabbed that first followed by the eggs.
“Are you fucking kidding me? You think just because I can cover your half while you go be delusional that you will have an apartment to come back to. I’m getting sick of you?—”
“Shut the fuck up, Syren!” I slapped my hand over my mouth because I was getting loud. Syren knew how to always bring the worse out of me .
“You knew my plan, now that it’s working and I’m where the fuck I want to be…you’re trying to cause me problems. Respect me, and find something safe to do other than fucking with my emotions when I’m feeling good.” I warned.
“Bitch please! You need to get back on your medication because you’re going too far now. I’m always here to support you and assist, but this is a little far-fetched. Where are you, send me your location so I can come and get you, baby. I’m getting worried,” Syren’s voice was full of concern.
I shook my head like she was in front of me and continued to crack eggs into a ceramic bowl. I remained quiet as I stirred the eggs with a smile on my face. I pictured Octavio waking up with a smile on his face when he realized that he had me here with him to keep him company. I got a little frustrated with my conflicted thoughts as well. I heard Syren talking but my mind and anxiety went left.
I’m not just here…I’m staying. This is the start of something real, Octavio just don’t know it yet. Why would he send me away…I got food cooking in his kitchen and the shit smell amazing…I gave him the best sex he’s ever had…I am exactly what he didn’t know he needed. He needs to start loving me, I need to feel love…I’m tired of everybody treating me like I’m not worthy of…
I thought to myself as Syren yelled in the phone.
“You’re talking to yourself out loud again.” She sighed into the phone.
“Rylie Rose…please bestie…tell me where you are, so I can come and pick you up. I don’t want you going to jail like your parents nor being committed to a facility because of the outlandish things you do,” she stressed.
“I’m fine, Syren. I came to Octavio’s house last night and he let me move in—well spend the night but I have a strong feeling that I will remain here. This is home; once he starts giving me money…I’ll pay the rent off there for you, I promise.” I quickly hung up the phone.
I felt paranoid for a couple of seconds. I hoped that he didn’t hear me say that last part. I wasn’t going after Octavio for the money, I truly loved him. His money would be a bonus for me as well as helping Syren out. She always helped me at my lowest points. I sometimes asked why she always had my front and my back.
I knew that Syren had feelings for me, but she loved men more. Syren loved my aggressiveness; it never went as far as that. I normally shared my location with her, I turned it off last night because I didn’t want to expose Octavio’s address. Syren would come wherever she knew I was at because she swore up and down since I stopped taking my medicine that I had been losing my mind even more.
Just as I flipped the steak, I heard a creak. My heart soared; the sound excited me because I knew that he was close by. Octavio was going to be happy, seeing me like this…Naked in his kitchen, making his house a home…our home. The eggs were done, over easy like I observed from when he ordered brunch with his associates. I took the steaks off the stove then started setting out plates on top of the marble island.
My heard pounded as I brushed my hair behind my ears. My hair was wild, I wasn’t that aware when I left out of his room. Now that I really thought about my appearance, I was such in a rush to give myself a tour of my new home, I didn’t handle my morning hygiene. It was too late to do all of that now.
Octavio walked in, his wild hair all over his head. I was disappointed to see that he had on a pair of joggers and a fresh white beater. His breast sort of sagged in the shirt he wore; my mouth watered at the sight of him in the morning. He was a beautiful man, it was undeniable. Even with crust tucked in the corners of his eyes.
“Hey,” I said sweetly.
He paused, blinked, then diverted his eyes toward the food then back at me.
“You…cooked?” He asked.
I batted my eyes several times and didn’t respond back. That’s a dumb ass question, let him answer it himself. I laughed his question off and decided to play along since he probably was nervous.
“Of course, I cooked for you, my love. You did so well last night, I thought that you deserved something special. Come eat before this shit gets cold.” I turned away from him and walked to the fridge to get us something to drink.
I avoided eye contact on purpose as I poured us both orange juice. When I looked up at Octavio, he was still standing in the same spot.
“Well? Are you going to let your food get cold?” I asked.
He hesitated for a second with a flicker of thought behind his eyes. What was he thinking, right now? I wondered, as I witnessed uncertainty cross his perfect face. It doesn’t matter, he’ll get used to me. I walked around the island and closed the distance between us to place a kiss on his cheek. Octavio tensed up then relaxed against my naked body. That’s right, my love…you’ll adjust soon.
Finally, he took a seat at the island. I took a seat across from him. I waited for him to pick up his food then rested my chin in the palm of my hand. I watched him pick around his plate until he finally started to devour everything.
“Your home is beautiful,” I murmured.
“I could really see myself here…forever.” I smirked with quiet satisfaction.
“Yeah?” Octavio looked up before swallowing down hard.
I nodded my head yes and offered him a big smile as I kept my eyes locked in with his.
“Mmhmm, it feels so much like home and I?—”
“Octavio?” A voice that I became familiar with sounded off from behind.
“Yani has a fuckin’ key?” I gritted lowly, not ready to turn around and look at her dumb ass.
I looked over at Octavio, his eyes were focused on Yani. Since he decided to disrespect me by acknowledging Yani in front of me, I turned on the stool and faced her with a smile.
“Well, if it isn’t Mrs. Lowercase-hair.” I squinted at her.
Sure, she rocked the hell out of her new short haircut. She wasn’t me, that was plain and simple. It didn’t matter if the bitch gained weight, and dyed her hair red like mines, she would never fucking be me! However, Yani had sex appeal. She was thick in all of the right places and was beautiful. I could see why Octavio messed with her more than other girls. From what I observed, he liked them ghetto, classless, and aggressive.
“Rylie Rose?—”
I held my hand up to stop Octavio from trying to stop me from digging into this bitch’s ass elegantly in front of him. I stood and took a step toward her. Yani frowned her face up but stood her ground by not backing up as I stepped to her.
“I thought you and I had a talk.” I cracked my knuckles in front of my chest.
Yani’s eyes widened. I could smell her fear, but she tried to save face in front of my man.
“We—”
“I asked her to come before you invited yourself over in the middle of the night. Rylie, please go put some clothes on and respect my guest,” Octavio’s voice deepened.
I bit into my inner cheek until I tasted blood, then turned on the balls of my feet to face Octavio.
“Rylie Rose… Say my name right, Octavio,” I reminded him.
“Rylie Rose…” He cleared his throat as his eyes darkened.
“Go put on some clothes, please,” he stated with anger evident in his tone of voice.
I giggled and nodded my head slowly, I almost forgot that Yani was here for a second. Octavio was upset, but he didn’t tell me to get dressed and leave. That was a good sign, so I decided to challenge him once more before I obeyed his request.
“Okay, my love… I’ll go shower, get dressed and wait for you in our bedroom. Don’t make me wait too long. I’d hate to get upset and act the fuck out.” I winked at him.
I walked back toward the island, enjoying the silence that came from both of them. I took my time cutting a piece of steak then stabbed it into my eggs. I took a couple of bites then downed the rest of my orange juice. Next, I picked up my napkin and wiped at the corners of my mouth. I decided to test his patience more by picking up my fork again but was stopped by him stepping around the island.
“Rylie Rose.” His voice elevated.
My pussy clenched then throbbed. I’m going to fuck the shit out of him when this bitch leaves. I thought with a smirk on my face.
“I’ll be upstairs waiting, my love.” I turned to eye him seriously before walking past Yani and out of the kitchen space.