Con Artist

“How much more?” I say as I knee her legs apart and move my way down between them. She really is unlike anything or one I’ve ever met.

“I don’t know that either.” Her breath catches when I push up the shirt she’s wearing and reveal her naked lower half.

“It sounds like you don’t have much of a plan after all.” I kiss the place just above her pussy and then rub my nose

there.

“Yeah, I’m still working all that out.”

“Let me offer you a new one,” I say as I lick her in the same spot and then move lower.

Her lips are soft and wet. I run my tongue slowly between them and around her clit. Her back arches off the bed and she tries to pull her hips away from me, but I hold her down with my forearm while I pleasure her.

“Bennett!” she cries out and grips my hair. I’m teasing her, but it seems to be the best way to get what I want.

“How about you work for me instead.”

“Doing what?” she gasps when I suck on her clit.

“Whatever I want you to do,” I say, relishing the taste of her and her moans.

She doesn't respond as I flick my tongue rapidly over her clit and I can feel her body tense with the need to release.

“Not yet, little jaguar.” She sucks in a breath of air and then lets out a frustrated grunt. “Say you’ll work for me and let me take care of you.”

She shakes her head as I tease her again and I see her fists clench at her side. She’s determined not to give in, and I can see that I’m up against someone as fierce in negotiation as I am. Her eyes are closed tight and she’s fighting with herself. I want to protect her and make sure that she’s no longer in danger and I thought that this would be the best way to get that.

But maybe when it comes to James I’ve still got a lot to learn. Being in a position of wealth and power can often give me a false sense of reality. I don’t know her life or what she’s come from, and forcing her into this could drive her away.

“How about you promise me you’ll think about it?” I say as I slip my tongue down into her opening and taste her there.

“Yes,” she gasps and spreads her legs wider.

“That’s all I can ask,” I say as I smile against her. “For now.”

I know one way to ensure that she’s going to be mine, and I plan on enacting that right now. I lick her clit one last time before I move up her body and between her legs.

“I need you right on the edge before I get what I want,” I say, yanking down the front of my sweatpants and releasing my aching cock.

I leave them on because I can’t take the time to remove them as I slide the tip of my cock through her wet cunt to lube it up. I push in just the tip as I lock eyes with her. I’m not asking if she’s protected because I don’t care. The one way to truly get what I want is to get her pregnant.

My cock is already dripping with cum in anticipation of taking her bare. I’ve never felt the sensation of wet pussy wrapped around me without a condom, and hers is so goddamn pretty. I push in and her warm slick heat squeezes me as I lay down on top of her. She wiggles under me and I kiss her softly as I slide further in.

“You knew this was going to happen,” I say as I push in a little more. “You knew the moment you stepped foot on my property that I’d have you on your back.”

My cock swells inside of her and I thrust all the way in. She tenses and lets out a small cry as I break her cherry and make her mine. My need to breed her is the only thing going through my mind when I feel cum leak from me and coat her waiting womb.

I kiss her lips softly and try to hold myself still as she adjusts. It takes her a moment but when she finally breathes and raises her hips I know that she’s ready for me. I don’t think she’s thought about the fact that I could give her a baby, but I’m not about to tell her. Instead, I hold myself deep as I rub my thumb against her clit and make her milk me.

“Bennett!” she gasps, full and so close to the edge.

I don’t want to pull out even to thrust. Instead I flex my cock inside her and keep rubbing her clit as she squeezes me tighter and tighter. I’m close to the cumming and I want her to be the one to tip me over.

“I’ll have you right now, little jaguar, and then I’ll have you again and again.” I yank the material of the shirt to the side and latch on to her nipple. I suck on it hard. She cries out and I can feel the moment her orgasm hits.

Her pussy clamps down onto me and it’s the sweetest pain I’ve ever felt. She’s impossibly tight and I don’t know that any amount of fucking will break this sweet little pussy in. But breeding her is only thing on my mind and I’ll fill her up with cum every chance I get.

My cock bursts inside her and semen pours out of me. I can feel it all the way down to my toes as I grunt on top of her and empty myself. I can see stars at the outline of my vision as the intensity of it threatens to send me into a blackout.

Her arms tighten around me as she presses her lips to my neck, and then I’m finding my way back to earth. I’ve never felt anything more intense and immediately I want it all over again.

I roll us over so that she’s on top of me and I thrust up into her. This time I don’t stay still as I bounce her on top of me.

“Take the shirt off,” I growl and she does as I ask and pulls it over her head.

Her tits jiggle as she rides me and rolls her hips. She might be a virgin, but she’s learning quickly how to fuck. Good thing it’s my cock she’s learning on because it’s the only one she’s ever going to have. More cum leaks out of me while I keep on breeding her. I’m going to have her knocked up before the night is over and she’s going to be bound to me for life.

This might not be the best way to make sure she stays with me, but I’m far beyond any rational thoughts when it comes to her. Everything about her is an exception that I’d only make for her.

She’s a goddess on my cock as she takes what she wants, and I’m all too eager to give it to her.

Chapter 11

JAMES

I sit outside the Makers Gentlemen’s Club, wondering if I can really pull this off. I glance over at the outfit I have shoved into a bag. It’s the one I picked up to play the part for this con. I have everything else I need, but something still feels wrong. When I tried on the sexy short dress that showed off just a peek of my panties when I walked I felt sexy. I know I thought that because of Bennett. He makes me feel sexy. I haven’t thought about if this will work for the job. Instead I’ve wondered what Bennett would think if he saw me in it.

I know what’s wrong and it’s the idea of others seeing me in it, which is about to happen. When I sneaked out of Bennett’s bed early this morning I went to Bradford’s office after stopping by my place to change. I needed another job. I had to remember that I might be falling for Bennett but I still have a life of my own I need to keep up. Bennett is fun, but he might not always be around.

As tempting as it is to take Bennett up on his offer of a job, I know what that would make me. Maybe I already became a call girl the moment I willingly went to Bennett’s. I knew what he wanted and I knew I was going to give it to him. The second thing I told myself I’d never do is sell my body—the first was drugs. From everything he said, that’s essentially what Bennett wants me to do. I know he didn’t mean it that way, but that doesn’t change anything. Although I want the sex and all the things he does to my body, I won’t be bought.

He could have me at his beck and call and use my body however he wanted. I clench my legs together thinking about last night. My thighs still hold a sweet ache from being open for so long. My pussy is tender not only from him taking my virginity but from how many times we’d gone at it.

At one point he’d been begging me to stop and telling me I was going to hurt myself. But when I would slide down onto him all his protests would evaporate as he held my hips in place and fucked me hard. He controlled my body the entire time, and even though I’ve always hated feeling trapped or controlled, with him it turned me on more than anything.

I grab my bag and make my way towards the row of cars parked outside. I stop when I see one that’s unlocked. I slip into the back seat and lie down to stay hidden as I change my clothes. I pull the silky pink panties up my thighs and moan when the soft silk brushes against my clit. I’m wet from thinking about last night with Bennett and my nipples are hard against the thin dress that doesn’t allow for

a bra. I bite my lip knowing I have to take care of myself before I go into the strip club to do this job. I’m not going to seduce some man to lift a key off him while I’m primed for Bennett.

I yank the top of the dress down and free my breasts so I can play with my nipples the same way Bennett had. My hand doesn't feel as good as his and it’s not even close to how good his mouth felt on me. The cuff bracelet digs into me, and it turns me on that I can feel his mark of ownership against my skin in some way. He might not be here physically but a part of him is with me. That’s what I told myself when I had to wash him from my body this morning.

I spread my legs wider than I normally would when I’ve tried to touch myself before. This time I spread them as wide as I know Bennett would have to so his broad frame could fit between them. I rub my clit in small circles and my orgasm is close.

I moan as I try to move my hips and pretend Bennett is here on top of me, but it’s not working. My body refuses to give me the release it needs and it’s torturing me for not letting Bennett be the one to give it to me right now.

The back door to the car flies open and I freeze, only half surprised to see Bennett standing there.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” he growls, and I start to sit up. “Don’t fucking move one inch, little jaguar, or I swear to god your ass will regret it and I do mean your ass. You won’t be able to sit for a week when I’m done with you.”

It’s on the tip of my tongue to ask him if he means because of a spanking or because he will actually fuck my ass. Both ideas I should hate, but I only grow wetter at the thought of it. A whimper comes from my lips and I’m so needy I can’t control it.

He takes a deep breath and runs a hand down his face. “Finish it,” he demands. I didn't expect him to say that. “I can’t watch you so close and not give you what you need. Make yourself cum and I’m going to watch.”