Dirty: A Naughty Tale

Midnight has come and gone. I watched across the fence as Celeste scurried inside quickly after I left her on the lounger. I haven’t seen hide nor hair of her since then.

I’ve screwed around my whole fucking life, and I know that if I take Celeste, it’s for good. She’s the real deal. I know her parents won’t be pleased about it. Even though they’re absent from her life, they both still try to control her every move.

With both her parents, and Onyx and his family gone, this is likely the one chance I’ll have to pursue her hard. I see the way she watches me, the desires she thinks she hides, and I want to expose them.

Every dream.

Every breathless whisper.

Every fantasy that girl has, I want them all.

I don’t plan on leaving without her either. I’m a full steam ahead kind of guy, and while it might scare her at first, I have no doubt she’ll embrace exactly what I plan on doing to her.

Giving her the option to come to me is purely selfish. I don’t want anyone to be able to say I seduced her. Even though she was tempting me with her naked self today, she needs to be certain about what she wants.

Sitting in the dark of the living room with a basketball game on mute in the background, I wait for any sounds to indicate Celeste is coming to me tonight. I’ve craved her for so damn long, it’s probably illegal.

Leaning my head back against the couch, I close my eyes and dream of how soft her hands will be as she strokes my cock from base to tip. I can see the longing in her cobalt stare as she watches me while she dips her tongue out to lick the small pearl of cum to drop out the tip of my dick.

Fuck.

I can almost taste the sweet scent of her perfect little pussy as I rub my face along her center.

Fuck. This girl.

I don’t even have her, and she’s got me twisted inside out.

The sound of light footsteps on the front porch have me standing up so fast I make myself dizzy. Quietly rushing to the front door, I wait for whatever she’ll do.

Will she knock or will she run?

Impatient, I lean forward and watch her through the peephole in the door. She stands on the top step, coat tightly closed, biting her lip and gazing around. Checking to see if someone’s watching her, maybe.

Only me, sweet sunshine.

Come on, Celeste. The words are silent, but fuck, I might go crazy if she doesn’t come closer. Knock on the door. Leaning my head against the door, my fingers grip the frame so tightly the muscles ache.

And then it happens.

A tentative knock, so light I’d have missed it if I wasn’t standing here. Opening the door, I see she’s surprised to see me, and I grip her coat lapels. Dragging her inside, I barely have the door shut before I’m attacking her mouth with mine.

My hands rip the coat open, my body presses her into the door, and my lips swallow her surprised gasp. My cock throbs as it realizes that everything we’ve ever wanted is now in our grasp.

“Martin!” She gasps as I pull back, only to devour her mouth again, gaining entry to lick her lips, play with her tongue, plunder her into sublime pleasure.

Picking her up, I groan as my hardened dick presses into her heated pussy. The overwhelming pleasure nearly buckles my knees as she rubs further into me.

“Tell me you want this, Celeste,” I demand. I need to hear the words from her.

She licks her lips, nibbling one corner, drawing a guttural groan from my chest as I await her answer. “I want you, Martin.”

Fate.

Sealed.

I’ll never let her go. Not after this. Not after waiting to finally lay claim to everything I’ve desired for so fucking long.

“Good answer.” I moan into her neck as I lick up the column and bite her jaw. A gasp is ripped from her core and I can’t wait to hear more. All the breathy moans I’ve been dreaming of. The sweet, sweet agony of devouring all her pleasure is all I’ve been able to think of for days.