Dirty: A Naughty Tale

“Celeste.”

I love the sound of my name on his lips. His voice is deep, filled with an obsessive need for me.

“Celeste.” He’s right in front of me now.

Inhaling a deep breath, I slowly open my gaze and my eyes climb his body with hunger as he stands barefoot in front of me. “Hi,” I murmur as our stares merge. All my confidence from earlier has vanished and I’m the eighteen-year-old virgin with a crush on my neighbors’ friend again.

Crouching in front of me, Martin cups my cheek with one hand, pulling me up and out of the water until my breasts are showing. Self-conscious, I move to cover them when he jerks my chin forward and shakes his head no. “You don’t get to tease a man the way you did and then cover it up, babe.” He smirks as I feel a blush work up my face.

“I’m sorry,” I whisper, suddenly wishing I’d done things differently now.

“Are you?” I peek up at him through my lashes and see he’s got his head cocked to the side curiously.

“I’m not sure.” I should be. Everything in me says I should be. But I’ve wanted nothing more than this man for a very long time.

“Come on out.” He offers me a hand and I take it. I’m small, so he easily lifts me straight from the water to stand in front of him.

Naked.

Dripping wet.

Filled to the brim with nerves.

I vibrate with anticipation as his large palms cup under my breasts and his thumbs rub across my pebbled nipples.

“Beautiful,” he murmurs, leaning forward.

A gasp escapes me as Martin’s warm mouth captures not just my nipple but the entire globe in his mouth. I’m small-chested so it’s not a hard feat. I quiver in his arms, my body primed and ready for anything he dishes out.

“Tell me something, Celeste.” He pulls his head back and steps forward so I’m plastered to his chest.

“What?” I’m breathless.

“What do I have to do to get inside this sweet cunt of yours? What do I have to do to spill my seed inside your belly and watch as it drips out and down the crack of your ass?”

One of his hands slides down my back and fiercely grips an ass cheek.

“What do I have to do to be buried balls deep in this tight little ass of yours?”

Filthy words from a filthy man.

“I don’t…know.”

“I have needs, Celeste,” he growls in my ear. “Specific needs only a virgin girl like you can fulfill.”

Licking up my neck, he mumbles, so only I can hear. Not even the birds will know what he says to me.

“When you’re ready for me, for a real man, you can come to me. You ask me nicely and I’ll give you whatever you want.”

I shiver violently.

“But don’t fucking ever let me catch you outside tempting a man with sin like this again.”

With that, he’s gone, and I’m left panting, wondering what the hell just happened.

Chapter 2

Marty