Chapter 7
Tide
I can picture her under me, on top of me. I can picture her riding me as hard as I’m going to ride her. I think there’s a secret freak down inside of Mylah, and I want to drag it out of her, piece by piece.
For now, I sit back and watch her. I watch her drink and dance with her friend. I watch her watch me. She sees me. She sees what she does to me, and I know she has to know how much I want her ass.
Christian is gone, drunk off his ass just like I knew he’d be.
In fact, I think he’s passed out in the VIP section, which is where a lightweight like him belongs.
Not me, though. I’ve had very few drinks, and now I sit here nursing a beer until it’s time to take what’s mine.
And she is mine regardless of what she thinks.
I watch her. The sway of her hips. The way she caresses her body, the way she raises her hands in the air.
It’s almost time. My cock is hard as fuck, but I need her ready.
I lick my lips as she watches me, knowing I must be getting to her, too.
She teases me. Glimpses of the freak that I know she is.
She runs her hands up her sides and over her breasts as she dances and stares at me.
I keep eye contact with her. I keep watching her. And the more I do, the harder I get.
Mylah bites her lip. Fuck, I think about yanking her off the dancefloor and dragging her to the back.
Instead of making a scene, I nod toward the bathroom.
She doesn’t shake her head no. She nods.
She actually fucking nods her head. I nod back and wait for her to excuse herself from her friends before walking to the back.
Then I follow her like a goddamn stalker.
I walk to the back and watch as she goes into the bathroom, and I follow her inside.
The door slams shut behind us, and a woman gasps when she sees me.
“Get out,” I tell her. She smirks and rushes out of the bathroom, no doubt knowing what’s about to happen here. Mylah turns to face me, and her cheeks are already pink.
“Talk to me.”
“What do you want me to say?”
“What you want.”
“I want you, inside of me. I want you to fuck me, Tide.”
“How?”
“Against the wall. I want it hard.” I nod my head.
That’s my girl. Telling me exactly how she wants to be fucked.
That’s what I like about a woman. I want them to tell me.
I want them to talk to me. I nod to the dress she’s wearing, and I watch as she slowly and seductively pulls it over her head and drops it to the floor.
I drop my pants, kicking my boots off before I step out of them and walk toward her.
My cock is in my hand, and I’m stroking it as she licks her lips.
“Say it, say fuck me, daddy.”
“Tide, please.”
“Don’t make me ask twice, baby.”
“Fuck me, daddy.” And just like that, I snap.
I grab her, hoisting her up the wall before positioning my cock at her entrance.
She’s fucking soaked for me and only me.
I let her body slide down my length slowly, taking me inch by inch.
Fuck I knew this was going to feel good with her wrapped around me like this.
“Fuck, Mylah. We waited way too long for this,” I groan. When she’s fully seated on my cock, I groan louder. This is exactly what I wanted.
“Tide.”
“No. Call me, daddy.”
“Please fuck me harder, daddy.”
I wouldn’t be a good man if I didn’t do what she asked me to do.
So I give it to her just the way she wants it.
I fuck her hard. Mylah bounces on my cock as I fuck her into the wall.
I don’t care that this could be causing bruises on her back.
I don’t care that her head is bouncing off the wall.
All that matters is that I give her what she wants, and this is it.
She claws at my shoulders as I take her harder. Her screams pierce my ears as my cock impales her. I’m not a small man by any means, and she takes me like a goddamn porn star.
“Fuck,” I growl as I make her mine. After this, she is mine. After I’ve been inside of her, she’s mine. I don’t know if she’s ready for that, but it’s a little late now. I’m balls deep inside of her and I don’t plan on stopping until she’s dripping with my cum.
“Oh God,” she cries out as I feel her pussy clench around me.
“That’s right. Call for a God that can’t help you now. Come on, Mylah. Scream for daddy,” I encourage her. I want to hear her scream for me. I want to see her fall apart for me, and after a few more rough thrusts, she’s doing just that.
“Oh fuck, daddy!” She screams as she clamps down around me.
I let go. I let myself go, filling her full of me with a groan.
She moans and writhes, but she isn’t going anywhere.
Not until she’s full of everything I want to give her.
Her nails scratch at my back, and I love every second of it. I love the burn.
When she’s finally calming down, I pull out of her and let her feet hit the floor.
Her legs shake as I step back and look at her.
It’s not enough. Fucking her wasn’t enough.
I wrap my hand around the back of her neck and drag her into me.
I lean down, sucking her flesh into my mouth.
It may be wrong, and I know Christian will find out, but that’s not one of my worries right now.
Marking her is. I want everyone to see what I’ve done to her.
She groans as I suck harder until I know there’s a mark on her.
When I pull away, I smile at my work. That’s exactly what I wanted.
“You didn’t,” she says softly, raising her hand to touch the spot I just marked.
“Oh, I did. And you’re lucky I didn’t mark your whole body,” I tell her as I grab my jeans and pull them back on. Mylah spins around and looks in the mirror at her neck, and her eyes widen.
“He’s going to know.”
“He was gonna know anyway,” I say.
“No he wasn’t Tide. That wasn’t the deal,” she snaps as she spins around to face me once more.
I see the anger, the regret in her eyes.
What’s done is done. I don’t care that she has to deal with the consequences of what we just did.
I don’t care that she has to deal with Christian. Things have changed.
“We didn’t have a deal,” I remind her.
“What the fuck am I going to do now?” She asks as she grabs her dress and heads for the stall. I quickly stop her, grabbing her arm and pulling her back.
“You’re gonna go home with my son with my cum drippin’ out of you.”
“Like hell I will.”
“Oh, you will, Mylah. Don’t anger daddy.
What I want, I get. And you are goin’ home just like that.
Take a shower when you get there, I don’t care but for the rest of the night, you’re gonna smell like me.
Everyone in this place is gonna know what we did.
” Her eyes stay locked on mine as if she stands a chance to get out of this.
She doesn’t. This is what I want, and I get what I want.
“You can’t be serious.”
“I’m dead fuckin’ serious. Don’t make me hurt my son by wakin’ him up at your party and tellin’ him the truth,” I tell her. She licks her lips and shakes her head.
“I can’t do this.”
“It’s already done. You’re mine, Mylah.”
“Oh hell no, I’m not! I’m with Christian,” she snaps at me.
“You think he’s gonna want his daddy’s cum all over his cock? He’s not. Get over him and do it quickly, Mylah. I’m not waitin’ that much longer to fuck you again.” With that, I slide my boots back on and turn to unlock the door.
“You can’t hurt him, Tide.”
“He’s already hurt.”
“I mean it. We can’t tell him.” I glance over my shoulder and eye her up and down before I smirk.
“Oh, we can and we will. This isn’t over, Mylah.”