13. The Rabbit and the Wolf Man #2
“They say people like that are absolute freaks. Pro-fuckers if you will.”
I scoffed. “Yeah? Well, you would’ve loved it when I had the strip pole in. We would’ve really got it cracking in here.”
“I bet we would’ve.” She sat up, leaning on her elbows. “That for me?”
She gestured to the briefcase I had. “Yeah but, let me talk to you for a second.”
I set the kit down first, then put my cigar in the ashtray on the nightstand.
“What’s on your mind?”
“Basically,” I stood at the foot of the bed. “I don’t want this shit to get messy—”
“It’s already messy, Marlon.” She said then leaned back in my bed again, spreading out and admiring her body in the mirror up above.
“Yeah, well. I don’t want it to be messier. So, I think it’s better we do this once and get it out our system.”
“Oh?”
“Obviously, we both got some shit built up between us. This way we can get our rocks off and get back to business. How that sound?”
“No dice.”
“No dice?”
She raised both her legs up, like a stripper, then clinked her heels together. I tried to hide how pleased I was that she kept them on.
“I like casual and everything, but once? With you? Nah. I need at least the rest of summer.”
“That ain’t a part of the equation. I’m fucked up enough about going there with you. Make it easy on me.”
“I don’t do easy,” another heel-click. “And I said what I wanted in the car.”
I groaned. “Look. I ain’t the sentimental type. I’m not gonna cuddle you or hold your hands or look into your eyes as we fuck. I ain’t tryna start no summer romance either. I brought you here to fuck. It’s either that or I call you an uber. Choose.”
“Ugh,” she dropped her legs. “It’s always your choices we work with.”
“It’s me who decides this. You in or out.”
She looked at me.
“Fine,” her legs went in the air again. “I’ll stay. But this better be the best fuck of my life.”
“Fuck?” I scoffed. “All that shit you put me through the pass few weeks and you think we fucking right now?”
Her eyebrows furrowed.
“Uhm. Yes?”
I gave a light chuckle. “Really? How ‘bout we run everything you did wrong back.”
“Wait—” she said it like she was scared.
I grabbed her legs and pulled her towards me at the edge of the bed. “Let’s see. Stealing my pills. Giving me the finger numerous times. Telling me to kiss your ass. Do you remember that? ‘Cause I remember that.”
“Marlon—”
“I ain’t done,” I spread her legs wider. “You touched me. You questioned me. You hired that TaskRabbit without my permission. And the one that pissed me off the most? You in Wyatt’s lap in the truck.”
I watched the gravity of the situation settle into her expression. “Can we talk about this?”
“Nah,” I stepped away to grab my kit. “Let’s deal with it this way, shall we? No mercy. No breaks. No tapping out.”
“But—”
She got cut off by the briefcase clicking open. “And no talking.”
I took the spreader out first.
“What is that?”
“No questions,” I reminded. Then I walked over to her.
Those big doe eyes looked so curious. So ready. She didn’t care what I did to her, as long as it meant she could stay in my bed.
“Rabbit,” I towered over her. “I’m not gonna be gentle. Last chance.”
She just held her wrists out, like she expected me to secure her hands together.
Cute.
“Turn around.”
If she questioned it, it didn’t show.
When she was on her stomach I secured her arms and legs in the spreader, leaving her in a deep doggystyle position.
Such a perfect view.
I knew that ass was perfect for the kit. The first thing I grabbed was the plug with the ridges.
“You said you did anal before right?”
“Y-yeah. Yes. But, I didn’t really like it.”
“I didn’t ask if you liked it, Bunny. Just if you did.” I held the plug to her mouth. “Whoever did it to you probably wasn’t doing it right anyway. But I’ll make sure you enjoy every bit of it. Okay? Just get this wet for me.”
She looked at me questionably.
I sighed. “It’s new. I ain’t ever used anything in this kit on anybody else. Swear.”
That was all it took.
Next thing I knew she had the whole thing in her mouth, slobbering on it.
Damn.
I pulled it out of her mouth and pushed it up against her tight ass. Them manicured toes started curling in her heels.
“Breathe.”
“It hurts,” she whined.
“That’s ‘cause you not breathing and keep moving around. Keep still, Bunny-rabbit. I told you I’d take care of you right?”
And that actually got her to calm all that moving down as I started to push the plug in and out.
“Fuck…”
“You like that, huh?”
I look at her pussy to see it already dripping for me.
“Yeah… you like this.”
I sunk my middle and index finger inside to keep her warm as I worked to get the plug deeper with my other hand. She’s still jerking and reacting but the spreader bar made it impossible for her to shut me out.
Now that my plug was set and that pussy was ready, I stepped back to admire my own work.
“I’ll tell you one thing, Bunny.” I picked up my cigar and puffed it again. “You down for just about anything. I like that.”
“I don’t care what you do to me, Marlon. As long as you fuck me like you did.”
“You really don’t care?”
“No.”
“About nothing I do to you?”
“I just wanna feel good.”
“Hm.” I hovered my cigar over her shoulders, then ashed it off. “How about this? How does this feel?”
She winced then relaxed. “Yes… more.”
Shit.
I unbuckled then. Before my pants hit the ground I was in her, cigar in hand. With every puff, I ash on her back and it made her go crazy, arching deeper into me.
So damn needy, but don’t worry. I am going to drill neediness out of you.
“Fuck Marlon…”
I stopped ashing. “Marlon, what?”
“I can’t…”
“Can’t what?” I teased and put the cigar down. “You already shaking, but that don’t matter. Not when your body’s still responding and taking everything I give it. Now, shut up, tighten up and take this.”
—but that only made her cum.
“Fuck,” she moaned. “I’m sorry.”
Wow.
This girl was an enigma.
She’s driving me crazy and trying to figure her out was unraveling me.She liked when I was rough with her. She enjoyed the backlash. It’s like she craved punishment as long as it got her attention.
“You good?” I asked as I pulled out.
“Yeah.”
The smoke in the room had me dizzy. So dizzy I wasn’t tripping off the little things. I just felt… good.
“That’s one,” I stretched. “You got another one for me?”
“I don’t know.”
I reached down and felt her soaking core. “Yeah, you do.”
I slipped in again, keeping my hands on her, but this time I took it slow.
“Pace yourself, Bunny. We don’t want you to finish too soon, do we?”
“No, Marlon.”
“Good girl.”
Damn, I almost didn’t take my own advice.
The sensation of my hand between her legs as I stroke felt so good. A small part of me wanted to speed up, to cum. I knew she felt it too but I held the reins in her mind. I controlled everything in this room. I controlled when she’d cum, when we’d stop and if we’d go again.
“That’s it. You’re doing so well for me.”
“Please, can I cum now?”
“No.”
“Fuck, I can’t take it anymore…”
“No more? You sure? ‘Cause you’re still so wet.”
I leaned over, whispering in her ear.
“I can feel you begging for it, your body is still asking for more even if your mouth ain’t.”
Her mouth fell open as I hit the spot. “You want to take everything I give you ‘cause you love this shit, even though you ain’t used to it.” Now her eyes rolled back.
“But I’ll help you. I’m going to keep going and you’re going to hold still for me, right Bunny?
” She gasped as she sucked in air. “And when you cum again, you’re gonna be grateful.
Because you’ll realize I know your body better than you do. ”
“I just—fuck… I need—I can’t.”
“Huh? What do you want?” I teased. “Just use your words, Bunny. You know I can’t understand when you whining like that, is it too much?”
“No…”
“You need me to stop?”
“N-No…”
“N-No?” I mocked. “You don’t want me to stop?”
“N-N-No, M-Marlon…”
“Well, clearly it’s too much if you can’t even get the words out.”
My stroke slows down but goes deeper. I knew she could feel it in her stomach and with that plug in her ass, she was going through it. I hovered over her face, hand tangling in her hair.
“Talk to me. What do you want me to do?”
She looked at me. “P-Please.. I need it.”
I loved that look on her face. I loved when she begs for it.
“I need you,” she finally said.
Okay bunny.
If you want it that bad you’re going to have to survive it. You asked for it so you’re going to take every bit of it. I buried myself so far inside, she tried to crawl away from the sensation. That made me pull her hair back.
“Nah, get yo ass back here. Ain’t no running!”
“Fuck, Marlon!”
“That’s right,” I went deeper, faster. “Call my name, Bunny.”
“Marlon!”
Fuck.
“Marlon!”
Fuck.
“Marlon!”
Fuck.
“Marlon!”
Fuck!
I was finished. “Cum with me!”
And we both folded, breath going crazy and bodies clenching and unclenching. I was beyond dizzy at this point. I almost kissed her, but stopped myself.
“Again,” I demanded.
“Can you take the restraints off?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
I pulled the plug out and she flinched.
“Stop questioning me, Aurora. Why is it you can’t even do that one simple thing for me? Is listening and following instructions that difficult of a task? Or are you only good when it comes to taking dick?”
I expected an argument, but all I got was:
“I’m sorry…”
I didn’t respond, I just slid in again. And we went again. And again. And again. Until I even lost count.
“What’s it at now?” I asked out of breath.
“Seven—Sevente—Se…”
“Bunny?”
Her eyes went blank then rolled over.
“Aurora.” I shook her slightly and nothing.
She passed out.