Taking the Fall (1-4)

“I got it when I realized there would never be anyone for me other than you. Figured my useless heart belonged to you long enough, might as well make it permanent. Besides, any chick that ever tried to get near me would see it was already taken.”

Layla starts to say something but I talk over her, wanting to get this all out so she understands. I want her to know how much she means to me. “I never fucked anyone after the day I got this. Fuck, since the moment I laid eyes on you. I think this tattoo cursed my dick. I could only get it up when I thought about a thick redhead with big tits and ass, and skin like vanilla cream.”

I reach down and unbuckle my belt. “I said take the shirt off, Cherry. Now.” I don’t want to talk about the tattoo yet. There will be time for that later. I know if I let her start talking, the questions will pour from her. I also know she’ll ask me if I’m staying. I can’t. There are things that need to be done, but I need this night. Just a taste of heaven before I have to go back to hell.

She blushes so hard she’s nearly the color of her hair from head to toe. “I’ve never been naked in front of anyone before.”

I take off my jeans and stand in front of her, completely naked. Her eyes are wide as she stares straight at my dick.

I reach down and rub my balls with one hand and stroke the shaft with my other. “Cherry, as much as that makes my dick harder, I don’t care. Get the fucking shirt off. Trust me, you don’t want to make me do it because it will end up in shreds.”

She reaches down with a shaky hand, no longer looking at me. She quickly pulls the shirt off and covers her belly and tits with her arms.

I walk over to the side of the bed and look down at her bundled form. “Scoot over to this side of the bed. Move your arms and lay back,” I say. “Now.”

Reluctantly she moves closer to me and stretches out. She puts her arms on either side of her body and looks anywhere but at my face.

I move a little so I’m standing beside the bed, facing her, I can’t count all the times I’ve tried to picture my Cherry laid out for me, but my fantasies don’t come close to the real thing. She is utterly perfect. She has curves built for a man like me.

“Look at me,” I growl and our eyes meet.

I hold out my hand, palm up, and lean over slowly to spit in it. She watches me with wide eyes, and I know she’s wondering what I’m going to do next.

I reach down and start stroking my cock, lubing it up with my spit and pre-cum. “You ran away from me tonight, Cherry. After I marked you, you ran away, came home, and showered me off you. Didn’t you?”

She nods while watching me rub my cock. I can see her pussy getting wetter through her panties and her wetness starts to coat her thighs. All for me.

“You were in such a hurry to get my cum off you. You must not have realized I put it there for a reason.” I glare at her and I can nearly see her heart beating out of her chest. “I put my cum on you, because you’re mine and I want everyone to know that, including you. That’s why. Now you’re going to lie here and let me do it again. Aren’t you?”

“Yes, Carter,” she moans feverishly. “Please, I want it back.”

I pump my cock a few more times and watch as her breathing speeds up and she licks her lips. Between seeing that sweet tongue and her asking for my cum, it does it for me. My balls draw up and I start to cum. Thick streams of it splash across her soft belly and panties. My release is hard and I shout her name at the force of it. I work my cock hard, getting the last of my cum out, marking as much of her as I can before I move.

I look down at her body and see the mess I’ve made. I smile. This is how she’s going to stay—covered in my cum. A primal part of me feels more satisfied than ever as I see the woman I love covered in me.

“Move to the middle of bed, Cherry. I want to taste that untouched pussy before I have it.” She starts to sit up and I stop her. “And don’t you even think about touching that cum I just put on you. If I don’t want it there, I’ll make you lick it up.”

“Carter…” she starts to speak but I talk over her.

“No conversation is necessary right now. My dick hasn’t gone down since the second I saw you tonight. I don’t know how many times it’s going to take before it’s satisfied, but you’re going to lay back and take it all until I’m empty.”

She nods her head and moves to the middle of the bed. She may have said she hated how bossy I was, but we both know she loves it but I want more, I want to hear her say it. I need it.

“You want this, don’t you, Layla? You want me to make you mine, don’t you? To be the first and last man to ever possess your body? If you don’t, I’ll walk out that door and you’ll never have to see me again.” I’m not totally sure what I’m saying is true, if I could really walk away from her. It would be like ripping my heart out. I would have to find another way to have her. Maybe she needs all that cards and hearts bullshit. But if that’s what she needs, I’ll do it. I have no shame when it comes to her. I’ll do whatever it takes, even if it means getting on my knees and groveling. “I want this, Carter. I always have and I think you know that.”