10. Caden
10
CADEN
S he knew . She knew I was watching her. I smirked. She had been avoiding the windows ever since she got up. I watched and waited, pulling out every ounce of patience I had in me. Nathan was in there, probably talking to her. My jaw clenched. I waited. I knew she was planning on leaving the house. My head snapped to the front door as it opened and my breath caught as she stepped out. Fuck . She looked fucking beautiful. She wore a red sweater like dress, her bare shoulder beckoning me. The urge to bite and mark her nearly overwhelmed me. Her hips swayed as she walked, her long legs bare, her steps graceful in her black ballerina flats. Her dark hair fell in loose waves all the way down her back. I wanted to pull the dress up and fuck her right there on the sidewalk. Was she wearing underwear? What kind was she wearing? I wondered. Once I got home last night I had used the panties I took from her laundry to jerk off until my dick was nearly raw.
Discreetly, I followed her. Her tits bounced as she walked, and that’s when I noticed she wasn't wearing a bra. A primal desire surged within me. My cock hardened in my slacks. Now that I had tasted her, I wanted to know what the rest of her tasted like. From across the street, I quietly observed as she walked into the cafe and ordered a drink, then she was back out and walking towards campus. I held back the urge to kill every man who ogled her.
Finally, she arrived at the campus. I knew where she was headed, so I used the hidden pathways to get there before her. I patiently waited and watched as she walked deep into the sprawling library and made her way towards the quieter back area. Just as I had predicted. Placing her coffee on the table, she settled down and began organizing her notes. From my vantage point behind her, I watched as she lowered her head and immersed herself in studying. After a while, she got up and walked into the aisle adjacent to the one I was hiding in. Struggling to reach a book on a high shelf, she stretched up on her toes, her dress rode up slightly and her other hand came down tugging at the hem. I left my aisle and went into hers. Silently, I approached her from behind and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her towards me, with my front pressing against her back. She gasped and stiffened. The sound making me want to growl. It was so sexy. I marveled at how perfectly she fit against me.
I leaned down bringing my mouth to her ear “Hello little red.” She gasped again and shivered at the sound of my voice. My hands moved up her ribcage and stopped just below the swell of her breasts. Her breathing sped up.
She swallowed and then cleared her throat. “Who.. who are you?”
I hummed at the sound of her voice. It was my first time truly hearing it.
“You’ll find out soon baby, but not today”. I replied as my hand smoothed over her curves and down to her thigh as I pushed up her dress a little. “Did you wear this for me?”
She remained silent. I moved my hand on her rib to her throat. I didn't exert any pressure, but the implication was clear - it was a subtle threat if she chose not to answer.
“Answer me little red” I said, feeling her pulse quicken beneath my fingers. Finally, she nodded. A hum of approval escaped my lips and she shivered again. I noticed that she hadn't once attempted to pull away, scream, or resist me. As my hand on her thigh ventured higher, she weakly shook her head, a feeble attempt to deny that she wanted this. My hand slipped higher, the tip of my fingers brushing her against her panties.
“You smell so good,” I said, inhaling the scent of her hair.
She bit her lip, the action making me want to do the same to her. I settled for the next best thing. I brought my lips to her exposed shoulder and kissed, then lightly nipped at it. She moaned and then the little minx pushed her ass into my erection and wriggled. I groaned. Then, she boldly pushed her hips towards my hand, already positioned at her core, urging me on. Slipping my fingers beneath her panties, a groan of pleasure escaped me when I discovered just how wet she was. She inhaled sharply as I skillfully exposed her delicate clit and began to circle it.
“You’re so wet baby,” I whispered.
She had a surprised expression on her face, as if she couldn't believe that I was giving her pleasure. I kissed, nipped and sucked along her neck, leaving faint red marks behind. My fingers moved faster, and the back of her head came down on my chest. She bit her lip, trying her hardest not to moan. It was incredibly arousing to witness. I moved my fingers down to her entrance, and she tensed for a moment, then she attempted to pull away, but my hand on her neck kept her in place.
“Shhh baby, I’m going to make you feel good”. I soothed .
She calmed down and nodded. I slid her panties all the way down until they dropped to her feet then brought my hand back to her wet cunt and slipped a finger in, then another. fuck she was tight . With just the right amount of pressure, my thumb caressed her clit, my hand around her throat came up to her mouth to muffle the scream she let out. I kept up the pace, and within seconds she was spasming around my fingers.
“That’s it. Such a good fucking girl,” I whispered in her ear.
Her eyes were shut tight, and she was wriggling in my arms. The movement creating friction against my cock. Finally, she went lax, leaning all her weight into me.
“We aren’t done yet baby” I slipped my finger out of her pussy and brought it up to my mouth she followed the movement, finally looking up at my face. Her eyes widened. She stood still, examining me, her cheeks heating as she watched me suck her juices from my fingers. I spun her around and smashed our mouths together. She responded immediately, opening for me and swiping her tongue across mine, tasting herself. She tasted so good everywhere. My hands finally cupped her breasts, and I groaned. She was so soft. I broke the kiss and looked down at her chest. I grabbed the fabric under it and began to pull. Her hands came up, grabbing my wrist halting my progress. I frowned and looked up at her. She looked away, her cheeks growing more heated.
“Anastasia?” I said, wondering why she was stopping me. She shook her head and then bit her lip. She didn’t even question how I knew her name. I brought my hand up to her neck and squeezed lightly. She looked at me then, insecurity shining through the big brown orbs.
Finally, she dropped the hand holding my wrist.
“Good girl”. I praised.
I pulled down the dress the rest of the way and gulped. As a man, I loved and appreciated breasts of all shapes and sizes, but I’d never seen such a perfect pair of tits. And. Fuck . Her little pink nipples were inverted, the shy little peaks hiding from view. I looked up at her face. She was watching me. I made sure to hide nothing of what I was feeling. Letting her see deep into me like no one had ever seen before, the full force of my lust showing on my face. I leaned in and blew gently on them and watched in rapt fascination as they came out and hardened. Perfect .
“You’re perfect little red” I said.
If my dick could get any harder, it would’ve, and I hadn’t even seen her fully naked yet. How the fuck could she be insecure about such perfect tits? I looked back at her, noticing her red cheeks and her bottom lip nearly being ripped to shreds by her teeth. My girl was nervous. That wouldn’t do. I leaned in, holding eye contact with her, and licked one nipple and then sucked. She gasped. The sound going straight to my cock causing pre cum to leak from the swollen head. I sucked and licked until she was squirming. I brought my fingers to her cunt again and began to rub. She jerked and then settled. She was already close again, I could tell. She froze when she heard footsteps. I lifted my head and kissed her. Bringing her attention back to me. I pinched her clit earning a low squeal from her. I grinned at the adorable sound.
“Eyes on me little red.” I growled.
I didn’t give a fuck about who was coming. The footsteps grew louder as she grew close to orgasm once again. Her arms came up to my biceps. It was the first time she initiated any type of contact, and I was more than happy about it. She got distracted again by the footsteps and I leaned in and bit down on her nipple, even while distracted her body couldn't resist the mix of pleasure and pain. Her eyes snapped back to me as they widened from the wave of spams that hit her. It was a mesmerizing sight. Her eyes glazed over, like she wasn't even on the same planet as me, her lips parted in a silent scream. This is what I wanted to see. I had to see her face when she climaxed. I had craved it ever since I saw her. She was beautiful.
The determined footsteps stopped at the entrance of the aisle.
“Oh, sorry I was looking for someone,” They said .
I turned to look, and they were about to turn and walk away but stopped. That's when I saw that it was Nathan. I would have been pissed. That he could see her in the state she was in, except I wasn't. I was glad he could see that she was mine. But I did move to cover her upper half. Her tits were mine alone to see. Without breaking eye contact with him, I pulled my wet fingers out of her pussy and licked it. His face flushed with anger and he jerked his thumb indicating I should follow him. I guess he wanted to talk. I grinned, and he walked away without saying a word. Anastasia was oblivious to his presence, let alone the interaction. She leaned into my chest, her face in the opposite direction. I guess two orgasms were too much for her. I gently lifted her chin, turning her face to meet my gaze.
“You did so good baby.” I told her.
She blushed but didn’t say anything. I righted her clothes and panties, then led her to her seat. Her legs were still trembling. With one hand keeping her close to me, I pulled out her chair, and she sat down then looked up at me. I couldn’t help myself. I kissed her, hard , nipping her bottom lip. When I broke the kiss, she looked at me with a dazed expression. In the light, I examined every inch of her face, taking in every detail. It was the first time I had the opportunity to be so close to her. I noticed she had a few freckles and a tiny mole near her ear. I held back the urge to strip her and count every freckle, mole and scar on her body-If she had any. Her eyes also had a few sparks of golden in them. She was absolutely perfect. I held back a smile when I saw all the marks I left on her. Even though I barely squeezed, my handprint was already appearing around her neck, and bite marks were already turning purple along her neck and shoulder. She bruised easily, I noted.
“I’ll see you later baby” I said then kissed her forehead and left.