And you know what? A part of me wanted to. But I never did. I never trusted myself. Six years in, a year out, and I haven’t touched a woman.
She’s changing all of that.
It’s not just that she’s gorgeous, and sexy as fuck, or that she makes my cock harder than it’s ever been. And she is all off those things. But it’s that fire in her. It’s that heat that the media calls her “sass” or whatever. It’s bravery is what it is. And it hooks something in me.
She’s acting the brat, but she isn’t one. Not really. I didn’t see it before, but now, with those eyes on me like that and those lips pressed to mine, I see fucking clearly. I see that she’s acting the role. She’s done and is doing what she needs to for her career, to survive in this world. And I can’t rag on someone for that. Hell, I have too. I’ve hurt people to make my way. Some like David with no regrets, others with plenty.
I kiss Alyssa, and I know there’s a darkness in both of us. There’s a broken past in those lips, and in mine, and I know we can both taste it.
I kiss her hard, fiercely, holding her like I never want to let her go. God she’s so fucking small in my arms. So delicate. The girl is like five-foot-three, and I’m pushing seven feet and double and a half her weight. The thought makes me groan. Fuck, it’s filthy, but the thought of my big, thick cock plunging into that tight, young pussy has my balls aching for release.
We crash into her bedroom, and when I finally break the kiss to toss her down on the bend, she moans as she hits the sheets. Fuck, her panties are still all over the bed, and seeing her splayed out like that, her face glowing from me making her come, her hair all messy and wild?
Fuck, I want more.
Her panties are somewhere back downstairs on the couch, but she’s still wearing her clothes. Whereas I’m fucking naked.
That’s gotta change.
“Take them off, kitten,” I purr, my eyes blazing into her. “Show me how fucking beautiful you are.”
She bites her lip, coiling her legs under her and sitting on her knees as she reaches for her hip. She tugs the zipper to her skirt down, and when it falls away, the little tease spreads her legs.
Fuck.
I groan, and my hand is around my cock before I can stop it. I stroke it, growling before I let it drop. Alyssa swallows and shakes her head.
“Don’t—”
I raise a brow and she blushes, looking away.
“What, angel?”
“Nothing,” she says quietly.
“Say it.”
“Don’t stop,” she breathes, fire sparking in her eyes.
“You want to watch me?”
She blushes fiercely, nodding.”
“Tell me.”
That blush blooms hot across her cheeks.
“I want to watch you stroke your cock for me,” she pants.
I groan deeply. “More,” I growl.
She nods, her legs spreading as she reaches for her top. God, her pussy is so fucking slick and glistening in the low light of her bedside lamp. She yanks her top off over her head, tossing it away.
No bra. My eyes drink in the soft, gentle curve of her breasts, the way they slope and sit so pert and fucking tempting on her body. A smattering of freckles, those light pink nipples, and there, like I thought I saw before, two little silver barbells, one through each rosy peak.
“Goddamn you’re perfect,” I groan.
She blushes. “Stop.”
I shake my head. “No. I know people have told you you’re beautiful before, princess,” I growl, moving towards her. “But I doubt anyone’s ever told you that it’s not just what I’m looking at right now, it’s that fire inside that makes it glow from the inside out that really makes you so damn perfect.”
She whimpers, and when I lean down, cup her jaw, and kiss her, she moans into me. I kiss her slow and deep, and when I pull back, my eyes are blazing.
“What I found before, under your pillow…”
She groans, blushing. “Diesel—”
“It still there?”
Alyssa blushes, swallowing thickly as she nods.
“Dirty girl,” I growl as I smile heatedly. “And just think, you thought that was big.”
She bites her lip hungrily, her eyes dropping to the thick cock in my hand.
“Well I did.”
I grin wolfishly. “Take it out. Take it out and show me.”
Her eyes widen.
“I want to watch you, baby girl. I want to watch you fuck that tight little cunt with that toy of yours. Get yourself nice and ready for me, because after that, it’s going to be me who claims you. It’s going to be this cock that drives into that sweet little cunt and claims it all for myself.”
She moans, panting as she nods. I step back, moving to sit in a chair in the corner of her bedroom, looking at the bed. Alyssa pants, her body coiling as she turns and stretches to reach under her pillow. She pulls out the toy, blushing fiercely as she turns back to look at me.