Chapter 10
Jacob
We got to the hotel to drop off the keys, but we had an extra visitor there waiting for us. “Mr. Middleton, we have a problem,” the local sheriff said. “Mr. Little says that Ms. Miller was violated by you while she was underage.”
“I don’t give a shit what this pussy has to say. My wife and I were legally married today. I met her three months ago when I came to meet with Mr. Little. I left the next day and came back four days ago on her birthday. That day, I got a license and we got married yesterday. As it happens, my head of security will inform you that on occasion Mr. Little has been creeping around Ms. Miller. Cameras were installed three months ago. From the look on your fucking face, you didn’t know that, did you, Mr. Little? Shall I pull the footage? I haven’t viewed the footage yet, but my man has told me that you often approached my wife in the past.”
“Umm...”
“You don’t have to say anything else, Mr. Middleton.” He turned his eyes and angry glare on that stupid fuck who had a death wish and said, “Mr. Little, if you ever call us for anything again, I’ll toss you in jail.”
He shook his head and started to walk away, but I grabbed Little’s elbow and gave him a serious warning. “Another word of wisdom, Little. If you show up in any of my hotels or come near my wife again, you’ll regret it.” I didn’t give two fucks that the cops were there because this fucker was a pervert after my woman. He had no decency. Yes, she looked older, but he knew she was young long before I met her. I didn’t like that slippery motherfucker from the moment I talked to him on the phone and I was right about him. As soon as they were gone, I walked us to the manager’s office and locked the door. Leaning against it, I gave my bride a wink.
“I’ve thought about doing you in here for days.”
“We have a flight to catch, sir,” she reminded, crossing her arms, which only pushed her tits higher. My eyes moved straight to them, so she was quick to notice and moved her hands to her sides.
“Having you here is inevitable. Do you want to waste time debating or do you want your pussy on my face?”
She twisted her mouth and tilted her head in contemplation. She even had the nerve to tap her finger against her lips. I was on her in a second. “Debating, love? That’s not nice, and I’ve got every intention of making it so nice.”
“Maybe I don’t want nice,” she whispered, pressing her hands firmly against my chest.
“If you want it rough baby. I’ll give it to you,” I promised, sliding my finger along her jaw down to her chest, lightly grazing each breast. I stepped back and slipped off my jacket, tossing it on the chair. Rolling up my sleeves, I walked back to her and demanded in a hushed voice, “Lean against the desk and spread out wide for me.” She moved to the desk and sat her ass on it, parting her thighs, but that’s not what I wanted. “Turn around, Harley, I’m going to fuck you hard. Brace yourself.” I tugged at my silk tie, smiling to myself for what I had planned. We had fifteen minutes, and I could make her come in five. I pushed the chair out of the way and stood behind her. Lifting the back of her dress, I gave her a smack on her ass. She cried out. “Keep it quiet, sweetheart.” I took my tie and slid the silk across her face over her mouth. Then I covered her eyes with it, tying it tight.
“Jacob,” she whispered. “What are you going to do to me?”
“Relax or I’m going to move the tie to your mouth.” I lowered myself down between her thighs and slid her panties off and into my pocket. Parting her legs, I pressed my face to her pussy, kissing her wet lips and eliciting a deep moan from her as her legs shook. I wanted us to come together, so I kissed my way up her body and unbuckled my pants. Pulling out my cock and lining it up at her wet pussy, I pushed inside, claiming what’s mine again. We both groaned at the same time, releasing a breath as I leaned over her back.
I didn’t stay that way for more than a moment. I grabbed onto her hips and drove forward. She grunted as I filled her. “More?” I asked.
“Yes,” she answered. I did it again and again, thrusting rough into her sweet, little pussy. Within a few days my wife went from a sweet, little angel to my dirty girl. Reaching around her front, I strummed her clit. My other hand smacked her ass and she cried out, her orgasm hitting her as I spanked her again. My hand went to her mouth, quieting her screams as I emptied my load into her cunt. I untied the tie while I was still inside her.
“What inspired the tie?” she asked, turning her head to me. She looked so sexy and my cock wasn’t ready for this to be over.
I stole a kiss before I answered, “I wanted to cover your screams, but I thought you’d come faster if you couldn’t see, and you did.”
“Yes, and it felt incredible. I suppose you have lots of ties.”
“I do, but I might just get a special collection for such occasions. Fuck, Harley, I’m hard again.” I didn’t pull out, but I did look at my watch. “We do have ten minutes left.” This time I took the tie and covered her mouth then smacked her ass as I thrust back into her.
“I don’t like others hearing your screams. They belong to me.” I pumped into her this time, grabbing her hair and pulling her body back as I teased her tits. With two minutes to spare, we both were coming again.
As we got in the car to leave she said, “I can’t wait for our next trip to the hotel.”
“You know, we’ll have to inspect it very soon,” I replied, kissing her hand and making my way to the airport.
Epilogue
Jacob
A year later…
It had been a year since we moved from Reese. I have a sweet present for my wife that she would be getting the second we pull up to the hotel. We were only a block away and I was clenching the wheel tightly, making my knuckles white. It had been a secret that had been hard to keep since I tried to work from home more often. She’d be in my office helping me with small tasks or on her knees taking the edge out of my voice as I dealt with shitty sellers or inept lawyers.
This gift was a big deal to me and to the company. I loved her from the first moment I saw her and nothing was going to change it. I hoped she loved the idea. The baby was sitting in back, and I purposefully brought her attention to our son to keep her from seeing the final changes to her old hotel.
Our baby was three months old and tolerated the flight very well. He was a good, calm boy, and we joked that he must have gotten that from Joe because that wasn’t from me. But my mom had to correct us and say Joe had been the rambunctious one and I was the quiet one whereas Jules was somewhere in the middle.