by K. L. Fast
“Pizza’s ordered,” she says coming over to me.
“I have a repairman coming shortly.”
“You’ll wait with me?” she asks hesitantly.
“I won’t be leaving you for a second. Don’t worry, sweetheart.”
“I like that you call me that. No one else calls me anything
other than Ethel.” I chuckle.
“How’d you get that name?” I ask. It’s an old-fashioned name, but it suits her.
“My mom is obsessed with Ethel Merman. You know the amazing but vulgar actress from the thirties?”
“I am familiar with her,” I reply, chuckling.
“Well, anyway my mom loves her.”
“That’s a lovely namesake.”
“Yeah, and it’s fitting too because I can be pretty fucking vulgar.” She claps her hand over her mouth, not because she swore, but because she is laughing so hard, she is snorting. I can’t help but laugh along with her. After she calms down, she straightens up. “Um, I am afraid I don’t have any beer or anything like that, but can I offer you a Coke or a Sprite?”
“Do you not drink?” I ask. I don’t drink often but I do like to unwind with a beer or two while watching football or some other sport with my brother.
“Oh, no. Not yet. I am only nineteen.” I should care that she is
eleven years younger than me, but I really don’t. This girl is gorgeous and she’s about to be all mine. “Is that a problem? You haven’t said anything in a few minutes. You’re just staring at me,” she says fiddling with the belt on her robe.
“It’s not a problem, sweetheart. I was just thinking that even though I am eleven years older than you, I don’t give a flying fuck.”
“So, you’re thirty? You are single right?”
“Of course. I wouldn’t be here with you if I wasn’t. I am a one-woman man, and babe, that woman is you,” I say leaning down to kiss her again. This time, I am in control of the kiss and when she opens her mouth to me, I deepen it, warring with her tongue. She is tentative and that tells me this is the first time she has kissed like this. The air of innocence around her isn’t feigned.
“Uh, hello,” a voice says, and I reluctantly tear myself away from her to look up. The pizza is here. Were we really just kissing for thirty minutes or less?
“Hey, Jimmy. Thanks,” she says signing the receipt he handed her. The teenager looks smitten, but without a door, I know he just saw us.
“No problem, Ethel. Have a good night.”
I take the pizza and follow her into the kitchen. Ten follows us.
She pours some dog food into his bowl and freshens up the water bowl as well before grabbing two cokes and some plates and napkins.
“Have you seen Carnival Row?” she asks sitting down and setting the stuff in her hands on the coffee table.
“No, what is it about?”
“It’s amazing. You are in for a real treat.”
We eat and watch a few episodes, which at first, I didn’t think I would like, but I ended up loving it. Even after the door and locks are replaced, we continue watching, neither of us wanting the night to end. We take Ten out for a quick walk. Her hand is in mine the whole time. We head back inside after Ten does his business. Back on the couch, I get comfortable, taking my boots off. Sweet Ethel cuddles up to me and I pull the blanket off the back of the couch over us.
Before I fall asleep with her in my arms, I thank God for bringing her to me. I will do everything in my power to keep her safe, I just have to figure out what happened to her to make her this way and then help her through it.
Chapter 4
Ethel
I notice a few things when I wake up, one of the sexiest men alive is laying under me, he stayed all night. I can't believe it. Two, the robe I have on has come undone and I am practically naked on top of him. Three, I can feel his hard cock through his jeans against my pussy. I'm trying to remember what woke me up from the best sleep I have ever had, then I hear it again.
"Mine," Jeremy mumbles in his sleep. His big hand is squeezing my ass cheek as he pulls me tighter against him. At the same time his hips thrust up and his cock hits my clit in just the right place. I can’t help moaning out loud. He stalls and his bright green eyes pop open looking up at me. I blush.
"Um, good morning?" I have no idea why it comes out as a squeaky question, but it could have to do with the fact that his eyes have locked onto my boobs and his breathing his coming in pants.
"Hell, for a minute I thought you were just a dream then I open my eyes and here you are. Fuck, you are so beautiful, Ethel." His hand flexes on my ass and I moan. "Jesus, I can feel your wet pussy through my pants sweetheart. You want my cock in your pussy just as bad as I do, don’t you?" he asks growling. I nod my head.
"Yes, please," I reply breathlessly. He groans and stands up from the couch with me in his arms. My robe falls to the ground and I gasp, wrapping myself around him.
"Gotta see you spread out for me, baby. I want to taste your sweet pussy before I bury myself deep inside you." His voice is gruff and I fucking love it. He starts kissing my neck and I shiver. He places me on the bed and groans. He rips off his shirt then undoes his pants.
"Fuck, spread your legs, sweetheart. I want to see what's mine." I blush but do as he asks His pupils dilate and he licks his bottom lip, never taking his eyes off my pussy. He quickly takes off his pants and my legs involuntarily snap shut. At the same time, my mouth pops open. Holy fuck! His cock is huge. I gulp and look from it to his face. He chuckles and climbs on the bed. "Don't worry, sweetheart. I'm going to get you nice and wet before I fuck your tight little pussy."
He runs his hands up my thighs and pushes them apart making room for his wide shoulders. He kisses the inside of my knees then alternates kisses up my thighs until I feel his warm breath on my pussy. He looks at me as he leans forward and places a small kiss on my sensitive skin. I moan, my hips bucking up at his touch. He groans and grabs my thighs in his strong hands holding me in place as he runs his wicked tongue through my wet folds.
“Oh, my God,” I gasp, my head falling back on the bed and my hand goes into his hair. “That feels so good, Jeremy.” He growls against my sensitive flesh, the vibration going straight to my clit. I whimper when he moves his left hand from my thigh up slowly pushing one finger inside me at the same time, he sucks my clit into his mouth. There is a pressure like I have never felt before deep inside of me. My pussy clamps down around his thick digit and my back bows off the bed as I come hard on his face. He groans and quickly replaces his finger with his tongue, fucking me with it until I come yet again, screaming his name. After he has rung out the last of my orgasm, he kisses his way up my body.
“Fuck, baby you taste so good. I could eat your little pussy all fucking day," he says before kissing me. I taste myself on his lips causing me to moan. Fuck, why is that so hot? I feel the tip of his cock bump over my sensitive clit and I whimper into the kiss. He pulls away and locks his arm above my head, the other is on his cock. He slowly rubs the underside of his huge member through my wet folds. “Look at your pretty pussy already wrapped around my cock sweetheart.” He groans, doing it again.
“Oh God, please I want you inside of me," I beg like the needy girl I am. His head snaps up to look at my face and he gives me a wicked grin.
“I’m going to fuck you so good, baby. You know once I have you, you are mine, Ethel. You’ll be the only woman who has ever had or will have this dick. Your sexy ass was mine the minute I heard your voice over the phone, baby.” I wrap my arms around his shoulders and kiss him. Is he really saying he’s a virgin? I push that from my mind for now, as he is waiting for an answer.
“I’m yours, Jeremy only ever yours.” He growls and kisses me. I feel the head of his cock at my entrance and gasp into his mouth as he pushes the tip inside of me. He pushes in another inch before coming to a stop at the proof of my innocence. I feel rather than see him grin into the kiss. He thrusts hard until he is balls deep inside
me. I was expecting some pain but all I feel is pressure and the need for him to move. He pauses, letting me adjust. The look in his eye is pure caveman. I can tell that he loves being my first and only. I arch my back off the bed and somehow, he goes even deeper. He groans and pulls away from our kiss, his head dropping onto my chest.
“Fucking hell, baby, you feel so good wrapped around me. I'm going to blow without even moving,” he growls. My pussy tightens around him and he moans. “Fuck. Mine.”
“Jer, please fuck me.” He growls and pulls out of me until just the tip of his cock is inside me, then slams back in. “Oh God,” I scream, loving the way he fills me so fully. He starts pounding into me hard, his balls slapping against my ass on every thrust. My nails dig into his back as he fucks me harder and harder. I love it. My orgasm comes out of nowhere and it's like a fucking hurricane. My legs lock around his waist, my back arches off the bed again and my nails scratch down his back so hard, I am sure I drew blood. He doesn't seem to care though it only spurs him on. He growls and slams into me over and over.
“Fuck, that’s right baby, give me that orgasm. Milk my cock with your tight pussy.” My eyes squeeze shut as I cry out. My pussy clamps down and I scream his name. He slams into me one more time and roars. I feel his cock swell inside of me as he comes deep in me.
“Oh God, when can we do that again,” I say giggling after barely taking a breath. He groans and flips us, so I am laying on top of him.
“Give me five minutes, baby then I’m all yours,” he says chuckling. I laugh and snuggle into his chest closing my eyes.
Damn, I could get used to this.
Chapter 5
Jeremy
My insatiable girl finally fell asleep again. All-day long, I moved inside of her. I skipped work and I know that I can’t do that again. Many people depend on me to train their animals, but every now and then, people get sick. Too sick to work. I am sure that Jill smoothed everything over with my clients.
Now, the sun is setting again and all I can think about is being inside of her, laying claim to her over and over. Currently, she is on top of me, her pussy still wrapped around my cock and though I am exhausted, I don’t want to move her. I like her this way. She is absolutely beautiful. Her hair is spread out and wild. She looks peaceful and carefree. A direct contrast to last night. I feel like I need to protect her with every single breath I take.
My stomach grumbles, waking her up. With her eyes still closed, she stretches slowly, which causes her pussy to tighten around me.
“Fuck,” I groan. Her eyes pop open.
“Sorry,” she moans, as my hard cock pulses inside her.
“Don’t be,” I say. “Good morning, baby.”
“Morning,” she yelps as I flip us over. Flexing my hips, I thrust shallowly.
“How about a shower and then some leftover pizza, or maybe some Chinese? I ask, leaning down to kiss her. I move to her neck.
“Ooh, Chinese,” she says excitedly. I can’t help chuckling.
“Okay. Chinese it is,” I say slowly pulling out her wet pussy. She gets up after me and follows me into her bathroom. The shower is small, but it should do. How can I get her to move in with me today without sounding insane? I mean I’ve bred her pussy. I haven’t seen any birth control lying around, so I think I can safely assume that I could’ve gotten her pregnant.
She reaches around me and turns the shower on, the room quickly fills with stream. She climbs into the shower and I can do nothing but stare at her. Step by step, I watch as she washes her hair and her body. She pauses when she reaches her pussy. My cock is getting hard again just looking at her.
“Um, you came inside me?” she asks, but it’s not really a question.
“Of course,” I say stepping towards the tub. “Where else would I come? You’re mine. Are you upset by that?”
“No, no. It’s just that I am not on birth control,” she says.
“I am more than good with that, baby.”
“You are?”
“Hell yeah.”
“Me too,” she says giggling. God, that giggle makes me fucking happy. Giggling is better than the crying from last night. That tore my soul up.
I step into the shower behind her and pull her back to my front. My lips find the pulse on her throat. I suck lightly, leaving my mark on her skin. I don’t want to rush her or overwhelm her, but I am going to need her on a daily basis.
“Move in with me,” I murmur into her neck. She turns abruptly and faces me.
“What?”
“I love you,” I say simply looking into her eyes.
“What?” she repeats.
“I love you,” I say grinning at her. The water is fucking cold, so I turn it off. “I know we just met, but I am a firm believer in when you know, you know,” I say shrugging.
“What?” she says yet again.
“Is that all you can say?” she blinks at me.
“Sorry. I am just surprised.”
“I don’t want to overwhelm you, baby. Just telling you how I feel. How it’s gonna be. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but when you are ready.” She pauses.
“I’m ready. Of course, I love you too. I couldn’t do what we’ve done so many times now if I didn’t.” I kiss her gently until she moans, then I deepen the kiss. Owning her mouth, I lift her into my arms. My already hard cock slides through her slick folds. Leaning her against the shower wall, she yelps when her back makes contact. “Shit, that’s cold,” she says giggling. Have I mentioned how much I love that sound? “It’s okay now,” she says after she has adjusted. I slide my cock into her and use my arms to keep her back from slamming into the wall with the power of my thrusts.
“Oh my God, Jeremy. Oh my God,” she screams as she comes apart around me.
“That’s a good girl. Come for me, Ethel.”
“I am coming, you come for me,” she demands fingers digging into my shoulders. I can honestly say that I wasn’t expecting that from her, so I pause. “What are you doing? Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop,” she begs.
“Didn’t you get the memo, baby? I am never stopping. You are mine,” I say.
“I got it, Jeremy.”
“Good,” I say pulling out and slamming back into her.
I fill her pussy full again and set her down gently. I step out of the shower and lift her out. Kissing her, I let her slide her wet body down the front of my front.
Later that afternoon, I realize that for a girl who rarely leaves her apartment, she doesn’t have much. The place came furnished so all that stays behind. With Ten unleashed in her backseat and a couple of her boxes in my truck, she follows me over to my house. My family lives on twenty acres about thirty miles outside of Detroit. My parents live in the “big house” while Ethan and I live nearer to each other than to them. We each have a four-bedroom two-story home. Our sister, Gwen, is still in high school and lives with our parents for now, but she will have a similar setup. She was a late in life surprise for our parents, but she really completed our family, until now.
We pull up to the house and I rush over to help her with Ten.
“This is where you live?” she asks.
“Yep. Why?”
“It’s lovely.”
“You should see the inside,” I say winking. Holding her hand, I lead her inside and show her around. On the mantle over my fireplace, she studies a photo of my family.
“How many siblings do you have?” she asks.
“Just two. My brother Ethan runs Top Dog with me, and Gwen is a senior in high school. Do you have any brothers and sisters?”
“Yes. I have four sisters. Two older, two way younger,” she says.
“Big family. Is that something you see for yourself?”
“Yes. Of course. It was so much fun growing up like that before the incident. Afterward, they helped me get through it enough, but I still need help.”
“Are you up for talking about the incident?”
“Before I met you, I’d have said
no. Now, I feel safe. For the first time in three years, I feel safe.”
She tells me about the bank robbery she was involved in. I feel every ounce of her despair as she relives it, but in the end, I think it was cathartic for her.
“Awe, baby. I am sorry you had to deal with that and are still dealing with the aftermath, but I am here for you now. I have you,” I tell her while rubbing her back.
“You do have me, don’t you?”
“Forever and ever, baby.”
I can’t wait to make her my wife.
Epilogue
Ethel
One Month Later
Oh my God! Today is my wedding day. Jeremy proposed to me barely two weeks after I moved in and it was perfect. He had our house full of my favorite flowers, English roses, and my engagement ring tied to Ten’s collar. The next day everything was a whirlwind. We called everyone we know and set a date. Jeremy would have had it sooner, but I wanted a big wedding with both of our families in a big church and that takes time to plan. My anxiety is still there, and I know it is something that I will have to live with for the rest of my life but with Ten and Jeremy by my side, everything seems to be a little bit easier to deal with. Last night was the first night since we have that we slept apart since we got together, and it was the hardest night I've had in forever.
It also could have to do with the fact that I found out I was pregnant last night. I'm not freaking out, per se, but I am a little nervous to tell him about the baby. Though I don’t know why. He fills my womb with his seed every fucking chance he gets. Literally, like all the time. The door cracks open to my dressing room and I look up to see my soon to be husband. He looks so handsome standing there in his tuxedo. He looks like a very sexy spy.
