Ride Hard

“Oh my God!” she cries, her gaze right between my legs.

“What?” I ask with a lazy smirk as I look at her. I lift my eyebrow in question, although I already know what’s wrong with her. I grab an apple and bring it up to my lips, still staring at her, daring her to respond.

“You’re naked!”

I’m full-on grinning now. “Good of you to notice.” I take a bite of the apple; the tart, juicy fruit is good on my tongue, a crack filling the room as my teeth sink into it. It tastes fucking good, but I’m sure it’s nothing compared to the sweetness I’d get if my face was buried between Langley’s legs. Christ, I may not survive seducing this girl.

“Cover up,” she says, and her cheeks are bright red.

“Why? You act like you’ve never seen a cock before.” I take another bite. “And besides, you’re here because I want to fuck you, Langley. People have sex naked, baby, in case you didn’t know it.”

She scowls. “You’re a pig,” she mumbles, dragging her gaze away from my thick dick, which is bobbing in the air, impossibly hard and ready for her.

“You need to accept that it’s going to happen. There’s no going back.”

“Trust me, I’ve accepted it,” she mutters. “I know that’s the only reason you brought me back here. I don’t understand why you’re waiting. Why don’t you just do it now? Why put it off?”

“Just do it? Can’t you even say the words, little girl? C’mon, let me hear you say it.”

“Say what? Ask why you haven’t raped me yet?” she prompts, her face flaming red as she avoids my gaze. Her words annoy me more than piss me off, but she’ll pay for that. I won’t have her running from this—from us.

“Now you’ve done it, Langley.” Those words are a rough growl from me.

“What?” she asks, trepidation on her face when she takes in my tone.

“You’ve pushed me to the point that I’m forced to prove the truth to you.”

“What truth?”

“That nothing between us can even get close to that sick fucking word.” I take a step toward her. “I’ve never forced myself on any woman, ever. What happens between us will be mutual want, need, and a whole lot of consensual hardcore, dirty fucking.” I see her throat work as she swallows nervously at my words, and I can’t help but notice she doesn’t argue with me on the topic. “But you can rest easy for right now and go back to pretending you don’t want my cock or that you don’t imagine my mouth between your legs, eating out your sweet little pussy and making you beg for more.”

She squirms on the bed, and if she got any redder, she would fucking glow in the dark. As for me? My balls hurt I’m so full of cum. A bead of it has escaped the tip and is sliding along the crown. Can she see it? I’m pretty fucking sure the answer to that is yes as I watch her gaze dip down to my shaft.

“Why?” she mumbles, licking her lips. “Why can I… rest easy?”

“Because I’m waiting.”

“Waiting for what?” she asks as I walk toward her. Her pupils dilate as she watches my dick with each step I take.

Can she see how it’s straining to get to her? I’ve never been this turned on in my life.

I lean down, grabbing her by the back of her neck, holding her still. I run the juicy apple against her full, thick lips, making them shine. I imagine it’s my cum coating them instead. Christ, she has no idea just how truly fuckable she is, how much she was made to give a man pleasure.

Not just any man though.

Me. Only me. She was made for my pleasure and mine alone.

“I’m waiting for you to beg me for it, baby,” I growl, tossing the apple aside, hearing it hit the floor with a thud. I take her mouth hard and fast, taking in the taste of apple and Langley and making it a kiss that won’t satisfy her but instead just makes her hotter.

Makes both of us hotter.

It’s torture for both of us, but I’m okay with that. Tonight, I’m in a card game with my crew. I think I’ll make little Langley sit in my lap. Of course, I’ll make her wear a dress and no panties. Yeah, I like that fucking idea a lot, and if she’s a good little girl, I’ll finger-fuck her while I’m playing cards with my boys.

I wonder if she can hide the fact she’s coming to everyone around us.

It’ll be fun to find out…Chapter NineteenLangleyI can’t believe where I am right now, what I’m doing. I feel completely exposed despite being fully dressed, feel gazes on me as if they are fingers running across my skin.