King Sized

by Madison Faye

  She giggled. “You caveman. What are you, ‘marking me’ so no other caveman comes and drags me away?”

  “Yep.”

  She grinned, kissing me before she slid of the desk. She turned and reached over the desk for her shirt, and suddenly, I was lost.

  …Suddenly, her tight, sweet little ass was bent over right in front of me. I groaned, my cock throbbing as my eyes locked on that sweet little peach of an ass, with her sticky, glistening, freshly-fucked pussy nestled right there between her thighs.

  Yeah, we had to get out of there right the fuck then. I’d pushed it, fucking Everly across my desk with the damn office outside. If we stayed here, I couldn’t be sure things wouldn’t go past keeping it quiet. And besides that, when I took her again, I wanted soft sheets at her back, and pillows all around her. I’d fucked her hard and rough like she wanted me to, and how I damn well wanted to fuck her too.

  But the next time? The next time, I’d make her feel like the fucking princess she was.

  I ran my finger up over her slick, sticky pussy, making her gasp as she turned, her eyes wide as she grinned at me.

  “We need to go, now,” I growled.

  “Right now?” she whispered looking a little crestfallen. “I was hoping—”

  “If we do this again in here, I can’t promise the whole fucking office won’t hear you by the time I’m done with you.”

  She blushed bright red, but she still had that crestfallen look on her face. And slowly, I got it.

  “Everly,” I groaned, pulling her close and kissing her. “You think once we walk out this door that this is over? You think all I wanted was you across my desk?”

  “I— I don’t know,” she said quietly. “If it is then it’s fin—”

  “No,” I snarled. “No, it wouldn’t be fine. And that’s not what this is,” I said fiercely, holding her tight.

  “I’ll never be done with you, princess,” I groaned. “Not ever. So put your shirt on, tuck your hair back, and let’s get out of here. Because if I don’t feel that sweet, tight pussy slide around my cock soon, I’m going to lose my fucking mind.”

  Chapter 7

  Everly

  My head spun as what’d just happened slowly sank into me.

  I’m not a virgin anymore.

  My whole body felt like it was burning in the most amazing way, every single inch of me buzzing and vibrating. I kept my head down as we breezed out of his office, leaving the mess of papers across his floor, at Channing’s insistence. He held a hand up, simply shaking his head as secretary tried to give him his notes and missed calls, his other hand firmly holding my arm.

  “Everly isn’t feeling well, Trish,” he growled. “Tell Ken I’ll be back later.”

  We barely made it to the elevator before I gasped as he slammed me against the wall as the doors shut. His mouth hungrily found mine, his lips searing to mine as he kissed me hard, like my lips belonged to him.

  And God did they.

  I moaned into the kiss, and when his hand slid between my thighs, teasing up under my skirt, I shivered. His fingers found my slick, messy pussy, and when he curled two deep inside of me, I sagged against him, whimpering. He groaned into my neck as he pulled them free, the elevator quickly approaching the bottom floor.

  “Channing—”

  “Open your mouth, princess,” he groaned, his eyes flashing fire at me as I gasped. And slowly, I did.

  I whimpered as he slid his fingers between my lips, and when my tongue curled around them and tasted the warm, salty-sweet taste of his cum, fresh from my pussy, I quivered in pleasure.

  “Fuck, Everly,” he groaned, his jaw tight as he shook his head.

  “What?” I grinned impishly back, licking my lips.

  “How the hell did such a dirty little mind hide inside such a sweet little good girl?”

  I bit my lip, squeezing my legs together.

  “Maybe it’s just you.”

  “Maybe it’s just us,” he growled.

  The elevator doors opened to a group of people waiting. I started to pull away from him, but Channing’s fingers laced with mine, pulling me back. His lips found mine again, and he slowly kissed me right there in front of ten strangers, any of whom might very well work for my father’s firm and know exactly who we were.

  And it didn’t seem like Channing gave one single fuck about it.

  He pulled away, his finger’s still laced with mine as he wordlessly walked us past the group of wide-eyed strangers, and out into the parking garage.

  “Get on your knees.”

  His words shivered through me as the car roared out of the garage and out onto the city streets. I turned, my heart pounding as I looked at him.

  “Here?”

  Channing grinned that dark, gorgeous, sexy smile, turning to me before looking back to the road.

  “You want to be my bad girl?” he growled.

  “Always,” I purred back, loving the way his jaw clenched when I said it.

  “On your knees, princess,” he groaned. “Show me that sexy fucking ass.”

  I gasped, and before I knew it, I was slowly, moving onto my knees, facing away from him. Channing groaned, and I could feel the car lurch forward.

  “Spread yourself, Everly. Show me that pretty pink pussy.”

  I moaned as I pulled my skirt up over my ass, thanking the heavens for Channing’s tinted windows on the old Charger. I shivered as I showed him everything, and when I reached back to spread myself wide for him, a pulse of raw desire roared through me.

  I liked being his bad girl — the dirty, filthy version of me that had been hiding inside the good girl exterior for so long. But he brought it out of me — he brought that side out of me and made it come alive.

  Channing’s fingers teased over my pussy, and I cried out as the car roared out of the city, taking the roads back to my house. He curled them deep inside, easing in and out of me, and pushing the cum he’d pumped into me in and out as well, making me feel so fucking dirty. His thumb teased over my clit, and as he started to finger my little pussy faster, I clung to the armrest of the seat, moaning in pleasure.

  “Fuck you have such a gorgeous pussy,” he groaned, his fingers pumping in and out of me. I could feel myself moving towards that edge, and I knew I was close, but I wanted more.

  I wanted more of him.

  He growled in frustration as I pulled away from him, but when I turned around and bent over his lap with my ass up in the air, his eyes burned fiercely. I took his hand, pulled a finger into my mouth and sucked it clean.

  “Fuck, Everly,” Channing groaned, his jaw grinding as he watched me be such a bad girl for him. I tugged his arm over, pushing his hand onto my back and pushing it further back, until he got the idea. His hand slid over my ass, grabbing it possessively as my fingers found his zipper.

  “You dirty fucking girl,” he groaned as I slipped my hand inside and curled it around his thickening cock. His own hand slid down over my ass, his fingers finding my pussy from behind like he had back in his office.

  “Says the man playing with his step-sister’s pussy,” I purred right back. Channing chuckled deeply, but when I pulled his cock free of his pants, he groaned.

  God he was so big. My jaw dropped seeing him again this close, stroking him slowly. I pumped my hand up and down his big cock, watching as thick, clear drops of precum trickled from the head and leaked over my hand. His fingers eased inside of me as he expertly drove on, his eyes on the road but his hand exploring me.

  I opened my mouth, eased over him, and then sank my lips down around his big, thick cock.

  Channing groaned.

  He hissed in pleasure, his fingers pushing deep inside of me as I swallowed his cock. I moaned around him, not even getting that much of him inside, but swirling my tongue around him anyways. I wrapped both of my other hands around his shaft, and I started to stroke him as I sucked on his swollen head, letting my lips slide over it again and again.

  Channing’s fingers plu
nged into my slick pussy, curling against that sweet spot just inside and making me moan like crazy around his thick shaft. I sucked him harder, bobbing my head up and down his big dick as he made my pussy leak my cream all over his hand.

  “Everly, we’re close, hang—”

  “Mm-mm,” I shook my head no as I started to slurp on him deeper, and faster, bobbing my head up and down and swirling my tongue around his crown. I could feel his muscles clenching tight, his balls tightening and his cock throbbing even harder.

  “Princess, you keep that up—”

  “Come in my mouth, Channing?” I moaned, pulling off of him to look him in the eyes as I stroked his slippery, glistening cock. “I want you to.”

  I dropped my mouth back to his cock as we pulled onto my street. We were close, and I knew it was risky, even with the tinted windows. But I couldn’t stop now. Wanting to taste him had been in the letter. Wanting to — I think as I put it “swallow every drop of his cum” — was literally something I’d written to him, even if I never thought he’d see it.

  …And I was about to make good on that.

  I hummed around his big, throbbing, yummy cock, sucking and slurping and stroking as I felt him swell even bigger.

  “You want to swallow my cum, princess?” he growled, the car lurching as he stomped on the gas, making my pulse race.

  “Then open your mouth. I want my cum in every part of you. So open wide, princess. Open wide and take my cum, baby girl.”

  He groaned, his hips rocking off the seat and his cock pushing deep into my mouth just as we pulled into the driveway. I whimpered, feeling his hot, sticky cum splash into my mouth and streak across my tongue. I swallowed and swallowed, sucking on his big dick and stroking more and more out of him, until slowly, he came to a stop.

  I panted, swallowing and pulling away. Channing gasped, his eyes blazing as he looked at me, his head shaking. I grinned, licking my lips clean.

  “House,” he growled, his chest heaving and his eyes locked mine. “Now.”

  “Oh, are we in a hurry?” I teased, grinning at him.

  “Everly Price,” he growled, the fierceness in his voice catching me off guard and making me gasp.

  “Get that sweet ass in the goddamn house before I bend you over the hood of this car and fuck you right here in front of the neighbors.”

  My jaw dropped, my eye went wide, my pulse raced…

  And my pussy ached for more.

  Chapter 8

  Channing

  Ken was still at the office, and I knew Catherine was at her usual “yoga” appointment, which just meant guzzling wine with her friends and getting trashed before two in the afternoon.

  Good. If either of them had been there, I’d have still gone through with the plan, but something told me it’d be easier for Everly if they weren’t. Plus, them not being here meant I could make her scream as loud as I wanted.

  She jumped into my arms the second we crossed the front door, and I groaned as my hands cupped her ass and lifted her into me. Her long legs wrapped tight around my waist, and our lips locked as I slammed the door shut and carried her up the stairs.

  We hurried into her bedroom, stumbling across the floor moaning into each other’s mouths before I tossed her on the bed. I grinned as I took a second to look around at her room — so pink and innocent, but so her. Pictures from magazines, and stupid celebrity crushes, and horoscopes tacked up everywhere. Posters from bands she loved, and a fake license plate that read “CALI DRMN.”

  I loved being in there — being a part of her world and knowing she was all mine.

  Everly’s hands yanking at my shirt pulled my attention away, and I growled as I turned my hungry gaze back to her. She was kneeling on the bed, her eyes wild and her lip caught between her teeth as she tugged at the buttons of my dress shirt. I basically tore it off, letting her gasp and push it off of me as she traced her fingers over my muscles.

  Her shirt was next, and this time, as fun as it’d been to fuck my gorgeous little schoolgirl in her plaid skirt, I tore that off too. I shoved my pants down, and when I toppled her over onto her back, she squealed in delight. I stalked up over her, my hands on either side of her body. I gripped her thighs tightly in my hands and pushed them wide apart, spreading her legs for my hungry gaze. Fuck, her pussy was so fucking enticing — so slick and wet and glistening from our earlier fucking.

  I groaned as I spread her legs wider and moved in. Everly moaned loudly as my tongue dragged over her pussy, my fingers spreading her wide. I pushed my tongue deep, teasing her little cunt and making her cry out before I dragged it back up to her clit. I wrapped my lips around her hard little nub, sucking gently as I swirled my tongue around it. I groaned into her, my cock throbbing and leaking precum across her pink sheets. I licked her harder, and faster, until her hips were bucking off the bed and her hands were tangling in my hair.

  I kept my mouth on her clit, but I brought one hand down to grip her ass. I let one finger just tease over her tight, tempting little asshole, making her gasp in pleasure.

  “Oh fuck, Channing!”

  Not today, but soon. Soon, I’d take every part of her. It wasn’t this pure lust control thing either, even though I knew Everly loved it when I was dominant. I wanted every part of her because she was already in every part of me. She’d slid inside my heart, deeper and more entwined than anyone had ever been in my life. She was the family I’d never really had, and I knew I’d hang onto her with everything.

  My tongue swirled faster, my groans rumbling through her as I teased her ass and licked her pussy. Her hips bucked off the bed over and over, like she was fucking herself on my tongue as her moans filled the room. I sucked hard on her clit, and suddenly, Everly went off like a rocket.

  She screamed as her orgasm erupted through her, her whole body arching off the bed and her hands twisting sharply in my hair. I groaned, hungrily licking up her sweet sticky juices as her girl-cum flooded my tongue and my chin.

  Fuck, I could’ve done that all day — just listen to the sounds of this girl’s pleasure, and tasting her sweet pussy as she came for me again and again.

  But we were running out of time.

  Soon, I’d have to move to the next step in this whole plan. Soon, I’d find out if she was in this for real.

  “I could do that forever, you know,” I growled, kissing her thigh as she trembled under me.

  “Think I could convince you to take a break and fuck me first?”

  I grinned, chuckling as I moved up her small body, covering her with mine. I loved the snarky little sass and the dirty words coming from sweet little Everly Price’s mouth. Hell, I could listen to her voice whisper “fuck me” in my ear on repeat for the rest of my life and be a very happy man.

  I moved up between her legs, easing my thick cock against her slick, tight opening.

  “Oh yes,” she whimpered, raising her hips to try and get me inside. I teased her for a second, rubbing the glans of my head over her slippery clit and making her gasp. But then, I pushed inside, and we both groaned.

  I drove in with one thrust, making her scream as my big cock filled her tight little cunt to the brim. I pulled back, only to thrust right back in, growling as I felt her pretty pussy grip me so tight and milk every inch of my cock.

  My hands slid down her arms, pinning her them above her head and making her gasp in pleasure as I started to move faster. My hips crashed into her thighs, every inch of my cock sheathing in and out of her velvety soft slit over and over. I could feel the cum boiling in my balls, my blood running hot like fire through my veins. I locked eyes with the girl I’d fallen for the second I saw her, and I knew this was real.

  I knew this would never end.

  I crushed my lips to hers, kissing her hungrily before suddenly, I rolled us over. Everly gasped, her hands clawing at my chest as she found herself perched on my cock with her legs spread wide around my hips.

  “I want you to ride that cock, princess,” I groaned, my hand skimming up
her thighs and my cock throbbing at the way her chest rose and fell with her breath.

  “I want to feel that sweet little pussy slide up and down every inch of me. I want to feel you make yourself come on my fat cock, and I want to feel your juices cover me.”

  Everly cried out, her fingers raking down my chest as she started to slide up. Her eager, tight lips clung to my shaft dragging over my head before she suddenly dropped back down. She moaned deeply as she took every inch I had to give her, letting me fill that heavenly pussy to the brim. Slowly, she slid back up, only to do the same thing all over again.

  “Ride that cock, princess,” I groaned, my muscles rippling as I felt her cunt slowly flutter and milk around my cock. “Bounce on that dick and come all over it like a good girl.”

  Everly whimpered as she slid up and then back down, slowly moving faster as she started to ride my cock. She threw her hair back, her nipples hard and erect and the flush creeping down over her body as she bounced up and down on me. Her sweet little ass rocked against me on every thrust as she took every inch of me deep inside. I could feel her walls gripping me so tightly, and her arousal dripping like honey down my balls.

  I sat up, grabbing her ass with one hand and holding her jaw with the other. I kissed her fiercely, feeling her rock harder and harder against me, grinding deep and taking all of me and she moaned into my mouth. Her arms flung around my neck, clinging to me so slightly as she bounced that hot little pussy up and down my big, throbbing, swollen cock.

  “Channing, I’m going to come,” she whimpered, kissing me harder as she started to ride me even faster. These soft, whimpered moans — somewhere between cute and sexy as fuck — filled the room and my ears, somehow making my cock even harder as I gripped her ass tight and started to fuck her right back.

  Our bodies crashed together again and again, her pussy clinging to me so tightly and milking me up and down, until I knew I was going to follow her over that edge.

  “Channing! Oh fuck, Channing!”