Chapter 12 Booty Call
Isend Scarlett a text to meet me at the hotel at nine. I needed to see her. I had to taste her. Because it’s been a fucked up week and she is what I’ve thought about all week. Not a single chance to kill anyone has made an appearance this week.
Undercover cops have swarmed the bars in droves, so I’ve had to pivot and come up with another plan.
A plan that doesn’t get me caught. It’s taken a lot longer to figure something out, so now I am desperate for both blood and sex.
Scarlett can give me what I need. I can fuck her senseless and make sure at least one of my cravings is dealt with.
I may be an addict. Pussy and blood. Both equally give me the high I seek.
The euphoric sensation that fills every fiber of my being for a short period of time.
This is why addicts die. They get so obsessed with this feeling that they chase it until they die.
That’s me currently. Chasing that emotion until I perish.
Scarlett is that high. She calls me Daddy. She listens to everything I say and then does it without hesitation. She takes what I give. She’s my high.
So when she responds with a Yes, Daddy, I smile and gather all of my favorite toys into my bag to take with me.
I didn’t bother with clothes, other than something to wear there and then something to wear home the next morning.
I slide the harness over my legs and tighten it at the sides of my hips.
I place the dick through the center and it hangs down slightly from the weight of it.
Slipping my boxers over the strap to hold it down in place and then sliding my sweats on.
I will fuck her so hard all over the hotel room tonight that she won’t be able to walk. If she can then I didn’t do it right. I gather the rest of my stuff and pull my hoodie on over my tank top.
It’s currently seven and I want to hurry so I can make it there before she can get to the hotel. I booked the room this morning so no need to check in. I grab my stuff and head for the kitchen and the garage. Tossing my bag into the passenger seat.
I light a cigarette before opening the door with a push of the button and backing out. I need tonight. This will help satiate my lust. At least I hope it fucking does.
My thoughts turn to images of her in her office on the cam session. It’s the last time I saw her and I want more. I’ve been craving her.
Aknock at the door has my heart rate skyrocketing. She’s here. I open the door and stop dead in my tracks. At the door is Scarlett, dressed in a red crop top. The split skirt she’s wearing shows me she isn’t wearing any panties underneath whenever she steps toward me.
She’s fucking stunning. Her body is so perfect and ready for me. I barely let the door close before I’m pressing her against it. Claiming her mouth as mine. She tastes of something sweet. I can’t pinpoint it but it’s so perfectly her. I pull back but don’t release her from the door.
“Hey, kitten.”
“Hey, Daddy.”
I groan. Already she has me in this chokehold. I want to rail her ten ways to Sunday. The simple words send fire straight to the already molten core of my body.
“Mmm. I love it when you call me that.”
“I know. It fits you.”
I lean into her neck and trail kisses along her exposed skin. Such confidence and yet so pliable beneath me. She’s like the perfect woman. Knows where and when I want her, uses all the right words, and does exactly what I want.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard you scream that phrase so much that you actually believe that.”
“I already believe it, but I won’t say no to that.”
Yep. I’m done for. I pull her further into the room and she drops her bag on the dresser as we pass. I don’t even wait as I grab her hips and spin her so she is face down on the bed with her feet on the floor and her ass in the air.
“I hope you’re ready, kitten.”
“Yes, sir.”
Shit. That’s all I can manage as I drop my sweatpants to the ground, push her skirt to the side and line up my cock with her entrance.
I enter her slowly. Letting her adjust to the round cock as I do.
It’s a seven-inch cock, but a little rounder than most. I prefer girth over length and I’ve found most of my partners do as well.
When I reach the end of the silicone toy, I pull out just as slowly before entering her again. Teasing her until she’s soaking wet and squirming among the covers. It’s better than I could have imagined. Her writhing on the bed while I fuck into her. Her body opens for me so readily.
I rub along the cheeks of her ass, kneading the round globes of perfection as I pump my hips into her. Her moans and pants reach my ears as her fingers grip the covers. Already the well-made bed is in shambles and we have barely started.
I pick up pace and slam into her. We shake the entire bed as I fuck her into the mattress. This woman is everything I could never be. Submissive, perfectly poised, and so ready for me to fuck the shit out of her.
I rock my hips into her, and she moans out my name. Daddy.
“Please, Daddy.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Fuck me harder, Daddy.”
“Such a good girl, kitten. I want you to cum for me. I want you to cum so fucking hard right now. Can you do that for me?”
I fuck into her and then reach down to gather some of the liquid from my cock to wet my thumb. I circle her asshole with my thumb, putting pressure on her nerves located there as I fuck her harder. Changing the position slightly so it hits at a different angle. She cries out loudly.
“YES, DADDY!”
I push harder against her ass until my thumb slips inside of her. Just the pressure of it has her gripping me. I can feel the tug along the cock as I force it in and out of her. Her moan is long and hard as she cums for me. I pull my thumb from her ass and then the cock from her pussy.
Dropping to my knees behind her, I lick her clean. Covering her clit with my mouth and sucking and biting lightly against her until she is shaking and begging me to stop. I don’t. I won’t. Not unless she uses her safe word. So I continue eating her pussy until she cums again for me.
Taking every bit of her with my tongue until her spasms stop and she relaxes against the bed. I smack her ass before rubbing it and dropping a kiss to the round cheek. So fucking perfect.
I rub along her back a moment before heading to the bathroom and wetting a rag in warm water. I bring it back to the bedroom and wipe her pussy down gently. Cleaning her up before wiping the silicone cock down and tossing the rag back in the bathroom.
When I come back, she’s still waiting for me in the same position. Her limbs are probably nothing but limp noodles after what I just did to her. I climb up beside her and rub along her back. Soothing her.
“You okay, kitten?”
She nods her head but otherwise doesn’t move or make a noise. I love that I did that to her. That I made her feel so good that she can’t or doesn’t want to move. That makes me feel amazing. Her cumming around both my cock and tongue. I’ve been wanting to do that since the day I met her.
I continue to rub along her limbs until she finally lifts her head to look at me.
I offer her a smile and she pushes up to capture my lips with hers.
She kisses me deeply and I cradle her cheek in my palm.
When she finally pulls back, she has a smile on her lips.
The most beautiful post sex haze surrounding her. I climb higher in the bed.
“Come here.”
I hold my arms out, and she climbs into them and snuggles down into my side. Her head is laying on my chest as one arm circles her. Sex and cuddles. Not my usual, but I need it more than anything. I need her.
She may have been a booty call tonight, but damn if this isn’t exactly where I want to be for the rest of my days. Albeit that may not be very long if these cops catch me. Until then, I will fuck this woman as often as she will let me.
“You were such a good girl, kitten. Rest. I’ve got you.”