by Madison Faye
I move closer to her, my hand slipping under her and cupping her tight little ass. I raise her up, making her gasp as I pull her into me, her legs going around my waist as she lays back on the bed, blonde hair cascading all around her. I stroke my cock, letting it tease against her thigh before I nudge the swollen head against her soft, slick, velvety lips.
Jesus, her pussy look so fucking tight and small compared to my huge cock. Impossibly small, even, and for a moment, I almost wonder if I can get inside that hot little cunt. She’s looking at me half scared and half in lust, her breasts rising and falling with her breath, her skin blushing all over.
My hand skims over her hip and her tummy, until my thumb finds her clit. She gasps, crying out in pleasure as I start to roll the little nub as I graze my cock head up and down her slit. I roll my thumb deliberately, constantly, and when her pussy starts to drip her arousal over my cock head, and when her hips start to buck, I just start to move faster.
“Let me make you come again, sweetness,” I growl, stroking my big cock against her small little pussy as I tease her clit faster and faster.
“Let me make this pussy come for me and come so good that it opens right up for my big cock.”
Simone cries out, gasping, her body arching from the bed as her hips eagerly urge against my hand. I press down, rolling her clit harder and faster, until suddenly, with a choked cry, she shatters for me all over again. She moans out her release, her hips bucking against me and her cum dripping down my throbbing cock, making a mess of us both.
She’s barely come down from her orgasm, when slowly, I start to ease my cock against her. Her eyes fly open, her mouth opening wide as she stares down between us. Her cheeks flush, nipples rock-hard, and her body tensing slightly. I jerk my cock, letting her petal-soft lips kiss the crown of me, poised to plunge inside of her, when I stop and look up into her eyes.
“You can walk away right now, you know.”
She blinks, her brow furrowing as she looks up at me. “What? No, why—”
“Are you a virgin?”
She freezes, a flush creeping over her cheeks as she swallows thickly.
“No, I—”
“Tell the truth, little one.”
The room goes quiet but for her breathing as she wets her lips and then rakes her teeth across the bottom one. And slowly, her face growing red, she lowers her eyes and nods.
“Yes.”
I growl, my jaw tightening as my gaze narrows.
“Wait, please, I—”
“You want me to claim you, little one?” I growl lowly, pushing my hips forward just enough that she feels the pressure of my cock head against her pussy, making her moan.
“I want you to want it because you want it, not because of the price attached.”
Her eyes snap to mine, the color draining from her face as she tenses.
“W—what? What are you—”
I reach behind me, and when my hand comes back with the little cup I slipped from her clutch after I tossed her down across the bed, her jaw drops. Her face goes white, and I can see the fear in her eyes.
“I know who you are, and why you’re here, Simone.”
She shivers, swallowing thickly. “It’s Elis—”
“It’s Simone,” I say flatly, but firmly. She shivers, and for a second, I can feel her muscles tightening as if she’s about to spring from the bed. But my hands move to her hips, holding her firmly, and I can see the knowledge in her eyes that she’s not going anywhere.
“I brought you here anyways, knowing the truth,” I say evenly, my hands still stroking her skin, my cock still throbbing right against her tight little cunt.
“And you want to know why, don’t you?”
She drops her eyes, blushing avoiding my gaze and looking mortified.
“Simone.”
Her eyes dart to mine, her lip catching in her teeth.
“How did—”
“I know everything about you, little one,” I say quietly. “And that is why you’re here tonight. It’s why all of it has brought you to me. More than you even know has brought you here to me, actually.”
She blinks, chewing on her lip and still blushing as her eyes peer into me, half embarrassed and half curious.
“Why?” She mumbles quietly. “Why me?”
I smile, shaking my head slowly side to side.
“Simple, beautiful,” I growl. “Because I want you. Because I saw you and knew you were mine. Because I want you to be my everything. My morning, and my night.”
My jaw is tight, my muscles clenching as the words pour out of me, my eyes burning into hers.
“Because I want you to be my wife.”
With a single gasp from her lips, the room goes absolutely still. She stares at me, something fierce burning in her cheeks and her eyes.
“Excuse me?”
My smile widens just as the intensity in my eyes grows fiercer. I reach behind me again, and this time, I come back holding the little black velvet box.
Simone’s eyes go wide, and her jaw falls open.
“What in the—”
I did say she wasn’t leaving here tonight without a ring on her finger, didn’t I?
I open the box, the big, gorgeous diamond catching the light and making her eyes somehow go even wider as she just stares.
“Oh God…”
“I know this is crazy, little one,” I purr, stroking her thigh with one hand as I hold up the ring in the other.
“But I knew the moment I saw you that you’d be mine, and mine alone. So, let’s stop dancing around it, and let’s skip the part where we say it’s ‘too fast,’ or any of that bullshit, and let’s just make it happen. Let’s make this real.”
I hold her gaze firmly, my eyes burning into hers.
“Be my wife, beautiful. Marry me.”
She shivers, gasping quietly as her eyes burn right back into mine.
“Knox…”
“All you have to say is yes, and everything else will come.” My grin turns hungry, my eyes fierce. “You, first of all.”
Simone blushes, licking her lips as she eyes me like she’s trying to figure out if I’m kidding but quickly understanding that I’m not.
“Say yes, little one,” I growl. And suddenly, when I see the heat on her face and the fierce wildness in her eyes, I know.
…I know she’s mine.
“I—”
I slide my cock head up her slippery pussy, nudging it over her aching clit and making her whimper in pleasure. I hold the ring out as I jerk my cock against her clit, precum dripping all over her as she moans and coos for me.
“Say yes, sweetness. Marry me, and I can give you the fucking world. Design school, the fashion label. Whatever you desire is yours with me. Not to control you, not to keep you, but to love you, and to have you all to myself.”
She blinks, her cheeks flushed as her pulse throbs in the hollow of her neck.
“How—how did you know about—”
“I know everything, little love,” I groan. “Everything about you. Why you moved here, what your dreams are, The Agency… all of it. I know it all because all of it is what made you the you I’ve fallen in love with.”
Simone gasps, her mouth falling open.
“Marry me, love,” I growl fiercely. “Marry me and be my fucking queen.”
Our eyes lock, time stops, and I swear, my pulse syncs with hers as the rest of the world blurs around us. And slowly, her tongue wetting them so sweetly, her lips part with a single word.
“Yes.”
I lean over her, keeping my cock lodged at her entrance as I take her hand in mine and slip the ring onto her finger. My lips find hers, our mouths crushing together, and when I push my hips forward, she cries out into my mouth. I groan into her kiss as her tight little cunt sucks my cock inside. Fuck, she’s so unbelievably tight, and I hiss in pleasure as I slowly sink my cock into her slick, perfect little pussy.
Her velvety walls stretch around me, teasing over
me and pushing me to the fucking brink instantly. I growl, clawing my way back as I keep pushing in. Her soft, gasping moans of pleasure melt into my ears, urging me on as she wraps her legs around my waist. With a final thrust, I bury the last few inches inside of her.
And then, she’s mine.
I kiss her fiercely as I slide out, her greedy cunt gripping me so fucking tightly as it tries to suck me back in. And when I do, I thrust deep, burying my thickness in her sweet little cunt. She cries out, her ankles locked at my back and her thighs flexing, pulling me as deep as she can get me.
“Knox…”
“You feel like heaven, little one,” I groan, dropping my lips to her neck. My teeth rake her skin, and she cries out, clawing at my back as I draw out, only to sink right back in.
We start to move faster, my big cock easing in and out of her pretty little pussy, her pink, swollen lips stretched so lewdly around my size. It’s obscene how big my cock looks fucking her—how filthy it looks as every single thick, throbbing inch of it slides into her eager little cunt. I groan as my mouth drops to her breasts, sucking at her pink nipples, my teeth teasing them as she cries out and clings to me tighter.
I pick up my pace, and slowly, I start to fuck her—fuck her like she deserves to be fucked. How I know she’s always secretly craved and fantasied about being fucked.
I plunge in and out of her, the wet, slippery sounds of her pussy gripping my cock filling the bedroom along with our moans of pleasure. The rest of the world blinks away, until all I know is her and I, and the place where we join as one. I start to lose control, and suddenly, I’m just pounding into her—rutting into her needy cunt like a beast.
I sit up, my one hand clamping around her waist, the other sliding up to wrap around her throat just enough to make her moan in pleasure and to make her pussy clamp somehow even tighter around me. Her legs are up on my thighs and wrapped around my waist, and when I start to thrust into her, she goes to pieces. I know I’m hitting her g-spot on every thrust, and when my thumb drifts down to roll her clit, Simone goes to pieces for me.
She cries out, and thrashes, and bucks against me, her face crumpling with pleasure as I fuck her powerfully with my cock. We move faster, and faster, and faster, our bodies slamming together again and again until suddenly, I know neither of us is going to last much longer.
“Oh God, Knox!”
“Simone…” I groan, losing myself in her, the world spinning around me.
“I—oh fuck!”
“Come for me, angel,” I hiss demandingly. “Let me feel this little pussy come for my big cock. You came here for my cum, didn’t you? Well show me how bad you fucking want it.”
She cries out, her arms above her head and her fingers clawing at the bedsheets as I fuck her wildly, until suddenly, I watch her start to fall.
“Knox!!”
She screams my name, and suddenly, I feel it. Her whole body convulses like it’s been shocked with electricity, and when her pussy clenches so fucking tight around my cock, the last of my control crumbles. I roar, thrusting deep into her, burying my cock to the damn hilt in her little slick heaven, and suddenly, I’m crashing over the edge with her.
I roar, my balls twitching as the cum goes blasting out of my cock. I groan, my lips crushing to hers, and I swallow her moans as I pump rope after rope after rope of my hot, sticky cum deep against her womb. I can feel her orgasming around me, her pussy rippling up and down my length, milking more and more cum from my heavy, swollen balls, until she’s taken every goddamn drop from me.
My mouth finds hers, and when I kiss her, I push her back across the mattress with me moving over her, my cock still deep inside of her. She moans into my mouth, her hands finding my face and cupping it in this intimate way that just fucking slays me as she kisses me slow and deep.
“Oh, did you need this?”
I grin as I reach for the cup and hand it to her. Simone blushes fiercely, rolling her eyes as she snatches it and tosses it quickly across the room.
“Yeah, we will not be needing that,” she whispers with heat in her eyes before they drop to the ring on her hand, and a blush creeps over her.
“You’re mine now, my little thief,” I purr quietly against her lips.
“All. Fucking. Mine.”
7
SIMONE
I’M LYING HERE, curled in his arms, in this big bed, in this enormous bedroom, with the huge, elegant windows looking out over the whole city, and the whole thing just feels so surreal. It feels unreal. I mean, yesterday, I was lying on my double bed, staring up at the cracks on my crummy ceiling, with a view out the single window of a brick wall, and listening to what I was pretty sure was the sound of a mouse skittering around my kitchen.
And now, this.
But of course, location is barely the start of it. There’s the fact that I’m with Knox Carmichael. I’m in the arms of one of the, if not, the most powerful men in New York City. And I’m wearing his freaking ring. I’m engaged to him—his, forever. And that thought alone has me melting into him, my pulse thundering through my veins as my skin burns with heat.
And then, there’s the most surreal part of it all—the fact that I’m no longer a virgin.
I blush as his hands slide over me, stroking me tenderly, and yet leaving desire in their wake. We may have both just come explosively, but I know we’ve barely gotten started. For one, I’m still buzzing, and aching for more from him, even though he’s just made me come three times in a row harder than I’ve ever come before. But also, because I can still feel how hard he is—his huge cock throbbing thick and powerful against my ass.
I can feel his cum leaking out of me, and I groan deliciously inside at the naughty feeling of being so full of him. I squeeze my thighs together, gasping quietly at the erotic feeling of his hot cum dripping from my swollen pussy while also feeling him pulse so hard against me.
“Eager little thing, aren’t you?” Knox purrs in my ear, making me blush as I shiver.
Busted.
“Maybe,” I murmur, turning my head to look at him as he holds me against his body. “Or maybe you just bring it out in me.”
“Do I now,” he growls. I gasp as his hand grips my thigh, lifting my leg as his thick cock slips down over my ass to tease against my pussy.
“Tell me, little one, is this ‘bringing it out’ in you?”
“Yes,” I moan eagerly, whimpering as I push back into him. His thick head slips between my lips, and when he finds my center, and pushes with a grunt, I cry out as his cock slides into me. He grunts, sinking deeper, his cum from before making the both of us slick and messy as it drips out of me.
Knox kisses me fiercely, thrusting his cock into me as I cry out into his mouth. We start to move, our bodies grinding together as he throbs so deep inside of me. His hand slides down over my tummy, his fingers finding my clit and rolling it as he starts to fuck me slow and deep.
“You wanted to come here and take my cum, didn’t you, little one?” he purrs. “My little cum thief.”
I moan, panting as his gorgeous cock eases in and out of me. I’m so dripping wet with him; I can feel it leaking out from where we join and making a mess of my pussy. His cum and my arousal drip down my thighs and down the crease of my ass, and we only get slipperier the more he thrusts in and out of me.
He gently slides his cock out of me with a small, wet, pop. I pout in frustration, but when I suddenly feel him grasp his cock with his fist and tease it back, my pulse skips a beat.
“Knox—”
His swollen head teases over my pussy lips, and then back even farther, over my perineum until his throbbing tip rests against my tight, untouched little asshole.
“Oh fuck,” I whisper, a forbidden tease of pleasure sparking through me.
“Oh God, Knox—”
“You wanted my cum, little one,” he growls darkly, sending shivers through me.
“I think it’s only fair you get it in all of your naughty holes.”
I ga
sp, trembling in a mix of erotic excitement and nervousness.
“I’ve—I mean, I’ve never—”
“I know you haven’t,” he growls into my ear, his hands tightening on my hips as he adds a little pressure against my asshole.
“But I’m going to fuck this tight little ass, love. Right here, and right now. And I’m going to make you come like you’ve never come before when I do. You just have to trust me.”
His lips find mine, and I whimper as I feel his big cock press against my tight little hole.
“Do you, Simone?” he purrs into my lips. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes.”
It’s not even a question at this point, and I know it deeper than I even realize.
Knox Carmichael started as a stranger. He became a “mark”—a target, in a way. He became a man I hounded, and hunted, and tracked, and studied, all for this morally questionable job because I was desperate. But somehow, during that hunt, and while I was so fixated on him, that obsession turned into something else. And the moment we first spoke, and then the moment he first touched me? After that, it was set in motion. And when he kissed me for the first time?
Well, after that, it was a done deal.
Because somehow, as insane as it sounds, I’ve fallen for him. Maybe it’s madness, and maybe I’m a fool for jumping into him like this—and saying yes to marrying him, for crying out loud. But the more I try and tell myself it’s stupid, and crazy, the more I know it’s not.
The more I know how real what I feel for him is, even if we hardly know each other.
I yank him into me, kissing him wildly as I reach back with one hand and wrap my fingers around his cock. He groans as I pull him tighter to my ass, pushing back against him and whimpering at the huge feeling of his fat cock against my tight little hole. But we’re both so slippery with my cum and his, that already, I can feel myself slowly start to yield to him.
My hand slides up and down his cock, stroking his cum and mine over his length and making him slick with it before my hand slides to my ass. I spread myself for him wantonly, mewling in pleasure at the forbidden and new feeling. Knox grunts, holding me firmly by the hips as he adds pressure, and when I slowly—ever so slowly—start to feel my asshole open for him, my breath catches.
