Chapter 19
Isaac
I can’t believe she has me watching a fucking princess movie.
If I have to sit through another song from a talking teacup, I might have to shoot myself. But I would do anything for Serena.
She was pretty shaken up after our lunch date with her mother. And I don’t blame her. Watching Vivienne sit there and tear her daughter down so effortlessly, told me everything I needed to know about the kind of environment Serena grew up in.
And the part that pissed me off the most, was the fact that she barely reacted to most of it. Automatically apologizing and shrinking into herself. Like being belittled by her own mother was second nature to her.
And something about Vivienne just doesn’t sit right with me. Every word out of her mouth feels calculated and like it has an ulterior motive behind it. And the fact that she so easily dismissed the fact that her daughter was the victim of domestic abuse.
My instincts are screaming at me not to trust that woman, and to never let Serena around her again.
It is my job not only to protect her physically, but mentally and emotionally too. A job I take seriously.
When we got home, Serena barely said a word. She just walked straight to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water. I asked her what she would like to do to decompress, and the first thing she requested was to watch one of her favorite animated movies.
So here we are.
Serena’s legs are draped across my lap while I massage her feet. She looks at me after the credits start rolling. “Can we watch another movie?”
My hands still. “As long as it’s not another one of those, absolutely.”
She laughs softly, grabbing the remote from the coffee table. “Deal.” She scrolls through the movie titles until she finds one she likes, and presses play.
A laugh slips out of me when I see the opening screen. “So, we are going from princess to horror?” I shake my head, sliding my hands down her calves. “You have quite the different tastes in movies Little Firecracker.”
“What can I say, I love a good, scary movie.” She settles further into the couch, eyes sparkling with a mischievous little glint.
Something about the way she says it makes my mouth twitch, like there’s a hidden meaning within her words. Like she enjoys being scared a little more than she should.
I am enjoying watching her react to the movie more than I’m actually watching it myself. Every little gasp, flinch and covering of her eyes with the blanket has me fighting back a grin. Especially the scenes when the masked man assigned to kill everyone shows up on the screen.
It is those scenes that particularly catch my attention. Only because they happen to catch Serena’s attention in a way that has me grinning internally.
I have noticed that every time he appears on screen, she leans forward ever so slightly. Her breathing increases and her eyes sharpen. But instead of fear I see in them, it is intrigue.
And then I realize… those scenes excite her.
Glancing over at her from the couch, I watch as the glow from the television flickers across her face while she stares at the screen, completely captivated by the scene in front of us. Screams from the final girl blare from the speakers while she is being chased through the woods by the masked man.
A slow grin spreads across my face when I feel Serena squeeze her thighs together, biting her bottom lip.
Interesting.
My Little Firecracker isn’t scared. No. She is turned on by the chase.
My gaze drifts back to the movie before sliding to her again, amusement twisting inside my chest. I may need to explore that a little further with her. I would be happy to indulge her interest in being hunted and fucked.
Even if it means I risk getting a tick on my balls.
We have plenty of woods to run through where nobody can hear or see.
“Enjoying the movie, Mi Vida?” I ask casually while slowly dragging my thumb along her ankle. Even though I already know the answer.
Serena startles slightly before narrowing her eyes at me. “Maybe.”
I chuckle under my breath, sliding my hand up her leg. “Good to know.”
She smiles at me and spreads her legs apart, so my hand reaches the apex of her thighs. I push her panties aside with my fingers, smiling when I feel her arousal coat my fingertips.
So, I was right about the movie turning her on.
Grabbing her waist, I pull her onto my lap and turn her so her back is pressed against my chest, pushing her skirt up to her hips. I slide a hand around her waist, circling her clit, coaxing a small moan from her as her head falls back onto my shoulder. Her body rocking against my hand.
“Take your clothes off Little Firecracker.” I breathe into her ear.
Her hips still and she lifts her head to look at me, uncertainty flickering across her face. “But…the windows.”
A low chuckle vibrates in my chest as I tighten my grip on her hips. “We are the only house in these woods for miles around.” My voice lowers. “And even if we weren’t, you really think I would let anyone else see you that way?”
A visible shiver runs through her. I drag my hand slowly up her thigh before brushing my fingers between her legs. “Now take your clothes off.”
She raises from my lap and slowly peels her clothes from her body, revealing every delicious curve of her body until she is bare in front of me.
My cock strains against my jeans and my pulse quickens as I take her in.
I push myself off the couch and move toward the floor-to-ceiling windows, shoving the chair out of the way before turning back to her.
Fuuuucking hell.
Serena stands naked in the middle of my living room, cheeks flushed pink beneath the glow of the television. Christ, she is gorgeous. I don’t think I’m ever going to get used to how devastatingly beautiful she is.
“Come here.” I demand, crooking my finger toward myself. She blushes harder, and her eyes fall to the floor in front of her as she walks over.
The sight nearly kills me. Because for all her sass and fire, I’m reminded in moments like this that there’s still a softness inside her that went unprotected all her life.
When she reaches the spot in front of me, I lift her chin to meet my gaze. “Put your hands on the window Serena.”
She swallows and does what she’s told. Flattening her palms on the glass in front of her, her back naturally arches, sticking her ass out for me. Serena lets out a small gasp when I come up behind her, spreading her legs with my foot, exposing her glistening pussy.
She is dripping. Her arousal slicks her thighs.
I watch as her breath fogs up the glass, wanting and needy. Running my hand up her leg, I stop when I reach her inner thigh.
“Do you like the thought of being chased, Mi Vida?” I murmur.
Nodding, she whimpers softly, pushing her hips back.
“These woods stretch on for miles. Nobody is around to see.” I slip a finger inside her wet pussy, moving in and out in slow deliberate strokes. “Does my girl want to be hunted down and fucked in the dark?”
“Yes.” She breathes as she pushes into my hand.
“Tell me how badly you want it.”
“Please Isaac. I want you to fuck me.” Her voice is needy and desperate. I insert a second finger and pump them faster. Serena’s pussy drips onto my hand, and her moans fill the air around us.
Unable to contain myself any longer, I remove my fingers and unfasten my belt. I lower my jeans below my hips and free my hard cock from my briefs, positioning myself at her entrance.
She receives no warning before slamming my dick into her soaking cunt. She cries out and it only makes me go faster.
My hand slaps the window above her, bracing myself, watching as my cock slides in and out. Serena’s arms shake, and she pants as she gets closer to her climax.
Threading my fingers through her hair, I tighten my grip and pull her head back. “Come for me baby.” I growl into her ear.
And just as I knew it would, her entire body tenses as the walls of her pussy clench down around my cock, swallowing it in deeper.
I watch as my cum covered dick slides in and out of her pussy. Spreading her cheeks with my hands, I gather her arousal and run my finger up her crease before inserting it into her ass. Pumping it back and forth in rhythm with my hips.
Serena unravels again, screaming my name as another orgasm rips through her body. It doesn’t take long before I’m spilling myself inside her. Removing myself from her pussy, I grin as I watch my cum mixed with hers run down her legs.
“That’s my girl.” I murmur, my lips brushing the shell of her ear.
My Little Firecracker’s legs buckle, and she slumps against the glass. I pull up my pants and buckle my belt before I lean down and lift her in my arms, carrying her up the stairs. She wraps her arms around my neck and nuzzles her head in my chest, her heavy eyelids fluttering close.
My heart swells watching her sleep soundly against my chest.