Taking What He Wants

I fucked her long into the night, finally letting her nod off around four in the morning .

No one knew I wasn’t on my side of the house, they had no idea I had been here defiling their youngest all night .

I always gave her this room specifically because it had a secret passage door that I could come and go from as I pleased.

It was easy to visit her from my bed even with her sister here, I hadn’t touched the bitch in almost three months. I gave her some cock and bull story about wanting to do things the traditional way, what bullshit.

I’d already fucked the hair off her pussy, what fucking tradition?

As promised the next morning while her family was milling about outside I had her up against the wall, her legs around my waist as I fucked her sweet pussy.

Her mother had called to her at one point and I’d made her answer even though she had been sitting on my face at the time.

Once, when Celine had come to the door to see what was keeping her, I’d had her legs around my neck, only her shoulders touched the bed as I fucked her till she was damn near cross eyed.

I left her with a raw beaten up pussy barely able to move. My pussy

I did remember to kiss her tenderly and cuddle her like the treasure she had grown to be, even though she didn’t quite understand that yet. I’d played my part so well you see that no one not even she who had grown so close knew my intentions.

Chapter 2

CHASE

We were all headed for brunch, my brother Drew, my sister Paulina and our parents. Then there was Celine and Delia and their parents Carl and Joann.

Celine’s family was from a middle class background, while we were what some liked to call filthy rich.

She’d caught me with her looks I have to admit, I’d been a real sucker for the hit blonde with the nice rack and girl next door personality, what a con. it pisses me the fuck off when I remember how I’d even treated her like what she appeared to me to be, a lady, dinner dates, long stemmed roses, weekend getaways. All the attention befitting the woman I’d decided to marry.

The first six months were idyllic, I really bought into her game. The mere thought had me clenching my hands into fists.

I could beak her fucking neck the conniving bitch. All in due time Chase, all in due time.

I took deep breaths as they all exchanged bullshit greetings.

The rehearsal dinner was tonight and tonight was the night all my plans would come to fruition.

“Uh, Delia, must you always look so…blah?”

I looked up at Celine’s admonishment before glancing over at Delia.

It was pure jealousy talking, there was nothing wrong with the way she looked at all, her peaches and cream complexion was healthy and glowing no doubt from the fucking she had endured; that damn lady of the manor thing she had going on was heady as hell, at least to me it was, in fact I thought she was looking fucking gorgeous for someone who was up all night getting the shit fucked out of her, and her lapis lazuli colored eyes had a fire in them that went straight to my dick.

I wanted to say something, especially when she hung her head, hiding behind her hair, blushing in embarrassment, but I didn’t, I didn’t want to tip my hand before the time.

“Really Delia, a turtleneck, could you be any more drab?”

That came from Joann or Celine’s puppet as I liked to think of her.

I looked to the father the sap to see if he would at least attempt to come to his youngest daughter’s defense but nope, nothing, not a peep, whipped dog motherfucker. I was gonna enjoy what I had in store for this bunch.

My family said nothing but I could feel the disapproval coming off of them in waves.

“Come sit with me Delia, I want to tell you about that new designer I found.”

Paulina to the rescue, I know my little sister has a soft spot for my girl, though she could barely tolerate Celine, which made her mad as fuck, in fact I was pretty sure my whole family felt the same way. That should’ve been a sure sign for me but I was either asleep at the wheel the day we met or the bitch was a first class actress, knowing what I know now I think it was a bit of both.

Delia made her way slowly around the table to Paulina’s side, head still down. I hated that shit. She was only supposed to be submissive to me preferably when she was under me.

I wanted to tell them all to go fuck themselves and leave her the fuck alone and then get her the fuck outta there.