by Alexa Riley
I yank her down the rest of the way, and she cries out as I close my eyes and bury my face between her big soft tits. It takes my breath but my fingers dig into her so she can’t possibly get away.
“I love you,” I whisper before I suck a nipple into my mouth and thrust up.
“Rogue!” she cries out, her back arching, and I feel how goddamn tight she is.
She’s on my cock with nothing between us and the thought of being bare inside her and possibly getting her pregnant makes me thrust up again, only harder this time.
“Next time I’ll go slow,” I grunt and thrust again. “I’m so sorry.” I hold on to her ass and bounce her up and down as I lean back in the chair and watch her move. Her dark hair is slick against her damp skin, her tits shaking and her nipples glistening from my mouth. “Fuck.”
I’ve never seen anything hotter in my life, and when I see where we’re connected and the pink tinge around the base of my cock, I realize this wasn’t just our first time together, it was her first time too. The sight of it should slow me down, but it’s like a red flag waving for me to get bigger and deeper into her virgin cunt. I’ve never not worn a condom, and the heat of her pussy is scorching me. My whole body is one giant muscle flexed and ready to snap.
When her eyes meet mine, I see her lids are hooded, and she’s rocking her hips in time with me. I grind against her pussy, and she cries out, so I do it over and over. She clamps down on me and screams as her orgasm hits and she bears down.
I roar, my grip tightening, and I cum with her, feeling her pulsing need suck me deeper. She’s mine in every way now, and although she may have slipped away from me before, it’s never fucking happening again.
Ever.
Epilogue
Ember
One week later…
“You okay?” I look up from my plate of angel hair pasta and see Teeny smiling.
We’ve become fast friends since she and her husband Bull showed up at Rogue’s place a week ago. Rogue was insistent on me needing a bodyguard. I thought he was being a little over the top, but I let him have it. His over-the-top ways are what had me falling hard for him in the first place. His forcefulness works because it makes me feel wanted.
“I’m fine.” I think I’m fine, or at least I should be. My life has done a 180 in the past week and I’ve gone from living in a rough part of town to living in the richest neighborhood in the city. Rogue sent someone to pack up all my stuff without me even knowing it was happening. When I told him I couldn’t just move out on Diamond, he went and paid the rent for the next two years for both of us.
It was so bossy and pushy that of course it made me fall more in love with him. This is all so different from what I’ve grown up with. At every turn he’s fighting for me when something steps in his path. When something tries to block me, he pushes forward, but if there’s peace, he’s fine right where we are. I’m not so sure I am because I want more.
“This is the best pasta I’ve ever had, but you’re over there just moving it around your plate.” It is good pasta, I’m just not that hungry.
“Rogue told me he loves me,” I blurt out, needing to talk to someone about it. Someone else that’s madly in love and gets it.
“You didn't know that already? Anyone with eyes can see it.” She gives me a funny look.
Everything he does screams that he wants me, but love is different. “He said it a week ago and hasn’t said it again since.” I bite the inside of my lip. I keep waiting for him to say it again, but he hasn't.
“Did you say it and then he said it back and now you’re worried he only said it because you did?” she asks, trying to solve the riddle of what I’m saying.
“No, I haven't said it to him at all.”
“I’m so confused.” She grabs a piece of garlic bread and takes a giant bite.
I have no idea how Teeny can not only eat so much but also be with someone as big as her husband Bull. He’s sitting at the bar right now keeping a watchful eye on us and her baby bump. I didn’t tell Rogue I was going out to lunch with Teeny, and I wonder if Bull told him.
“He said it while we were having sex. I think it was in the heat of the moment.” That’s what I’ve been telling myself the last week because otherwise he would have said it again by now. Right?
Hearing it shocked me, but it wasn't until I was falling asleep in his arms that I couldn’t remember the last time someone said those words to me. It felt too good to be true. It’s all happening so fast, and I’m scared to grab onto those three simple words. More than anything else that has happened to me, those words could break me if they aren't real.
“Do you not love him?” Teeny’s face softens as she reaches out and takes my hand.
“I do, I just keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. We come from two very different worlds.”
“You do know that not saying I love you back isn't really protecting yourself. If that’s what you are trying to do.”
Is that what I’m doing? Crap. I do love him, so even if I don’t say it out loud I could end up hurt because I’m already so deep.
“You’re right.” I let out a long sigh. “I think it’s that he’s so pushy. He demanded I work for him, then he demanded I move in with him. Why hasn't he demanded I marry him and love him?” Teeny snorts. “Saying it out loud really makes me sound crazy.”
“No, it doesn't. You’re scared, but I can promise you he’s going to marry you and love you no matter what.”
“It’s been a week, I’m being ridiculous.” Of course we aren't getting married or throwing the L-word around. It’s nuts because we live together already, but it hasn’t stopped me from wanting all of it.
“You’re not. You’re in love and love makes you do and say crazy things.”
I smile at that. Rogue does all kinds of crazy things that make me fall head over heels.
“Did you not tell Rogue you were going to lunch with Teeny?”
I look up at Bull, who is standing next to our table. The man can move quickly for someone so big. When I went to lunch with Teeny, my new bodyguard hadn't come since Bull tagged along. Rogue’s in court and this was better than lying around his office since he never gives me real work to do. “You said you texted him.”
“I forgot?” Did I really forget, or had I wanted him to come back to his office and get worked up when he saw I wasn't there?
“Oh my.” Teeny’s whole face lights up. “There’s nothing like an alpha in pursuit.”
“What?” Before she can respond, Rogue is on me.
I feel myself being lifted out of my chair like I weigh nothing as he tosses me over his shoulder.
“Rogue! We’re in a restaurant!” I can feel my face burn with embarrassment. It’s a really nice restaurant, but thankfully no one can see my face with my hair blocking the view.
He smacks my ass, and I let out a small scream. He did not just do that! Of course he did. I knew what I was doing the second I left his office without telling him.
Someone, I’m assuming the manager, approaches and says, “Sir, you need to put that woman down before—” Whatever he was about to say is cut off. I’m sure Rogue shut him up with one glare.
“I’m okay,” I say to the manager, unable to see anything but the floor. I don’t need the cops called.
Rogue deposits me in the back of the town car and I call out a hello to Kurt the driver before Rogue puts up the partition.
“I don’t like not knowing where you are,” Rogue grits out.
“You track me on my phone,” I point out.
“I’m starting to think you enjoy driving me crazy.”
Do I? I squeeze my thighs together and my sex clenches. I guess that’s a yes.
“It turns me on,” I admit, and his lips twitch.
“I know, baby.” He grabs me, pulling me into his lap so that I straddle him. “I’ve been trying to be patient with you and let you get used to us.”
“This is you being patient?” He pulls me down to him, a
nd my forehead rests against his.
His warm breath tickles my lips. “Tell me that you love me,” he orders, and tears instantly sting my eyes. He knows. I don’t know how he can read me so easily, but I think it’s because I’m meant to be his. “You going to make me work it out of you? I’ll do it.”
I shake my head because when it comes to me Rogue, he’s made it clear nothing stands in his way.
“I love you.” I tell him the truth because it’s what he deserves. I love him so damn much it scares the crap out of me.
“I know. And I love you more than anything.” He brings his mouth to mine and the kiss is soft and sweet.
“We’re getting married.” I bite my bottom lip after I say it, and a slow smile spreads across his face.
“I don’t have to pull that one out of you?”
“No, I’m all in.” Why run scared when I can run to him?
“If my mom wouldn't skin me alive, I’d marry you right now.” He shifts and pulls a box out of his pocket.
“Rogue!”
“Give me your hand.” This time I can’t stop the tears that escape as he slides the ring on my finger. I laugh while crying when I see the huge stone that no one will ever miss. “You’re going to be my wife.” I nod in agreement—I want to be his wife more than anything. “You’re also fired.”
My mouth falls open in shock. “You can’t fire me.”
“You hate working at the office.”
“It has its perks.” He’s right, I do hate it, but I lick my bottom lip as I think about those perks.
“You don’t need to work for me to have me when you want. My mouth and cock are all yours, baby.”
“I know that, but I can’t not work.”
“You’re going to go to cosmetology school. It’s what you wanted, right?”
“Yeah...” But more than anything I just want him.
“Then you’ll go. You can open a salon, or if you hate it, who cares? You tried it out.” He shrugs like it’s no big deal. “Don’t give me shit about this. We’re getting married, this is a team, deal with it.”
“Deal with it?” I repeat.
“Yeah, deal with it.” I think he’s waiting for me to challenge him. “You might be pregnant anyway.”
I fight a smile. I’ve had that thought a few times too and dreamed about it. I didn't know a family was what I wanted so badly until it was an option. I never allowed myself a moment to think it would be.
“Okay,” I agree, because I want it all. I’m not going to put up a fight against something I really want. Rogue is bound and determined to be the hero of my story, and I’m going to let him.
“Okay?” He doesn't believe me.
“I’ll take your deal even though you drive a hard bargain.”
“When it comes to getting what I want, I can be relentless.”
“And I wouldn't want you any other way.” I kiss him, agreeing to his terms—all that I could have ever dreamed of.
Relentless is what I want, and Rogue is what I need.
Epilogue
Rogue
Five years later…
* * *
When I walk into the bedroom, I close the door behind me and make sure it’s locked. Ember walks out of the closet and stops abruptly when she sees me standing there.
“You’re home early.” There’s a tiny spark of fear in her eyes as I stare at what she has on. “You were in court.”
“We settled,” is all I say by way of explanation as I reach up and loosen my tie. “But it looks like you’ve been busy.”
“I was going to surprise you.” She bites her bottom lip and shifts her weight from heel to heel.
“You don’t think I know everything that goes on in this town?” I wrap my tie around my fist and pull it tight. “On the bed, Ember. Legs spread.”
“Rogue, listen, I—”
“Now.” I grit my teeth as she hesitates for only a moment and then walks over to our bed.
The four-poster is high off the ground, but I had a little step made for her. She plants a shiny black heel on it and climbs up. Once at the end of the bed, she sits up and spreads her knees wide.
“No panties?” I tsk. “You really do like to push me to the edge.”
“It’s not what it looks like.”
“It looks like you’ve put on that goddamn corset and garters without panties and were planning on going to the casino tonight.”
I snatch her ankle and loop my tie around it. Then I hook the silk through the harness we have hidden in the bedpost so she’s spread wide.
“Okay, so maybe it is what it looks like.” Her breath catches when I grab her other ankle and push it up.
“What did you think was going to happen?” I jerk open my belt and push down the front of my slacks until my cock springs free. I don’t even bother to take off my suit jacket.
“Mmmmm.” She moans as I glide the head of my cock between her drenched folds. “This.”
I thrust deep and hard into her waiting warmth, and she gasps as my thick length fills her. “I thought I threw this thing away.” I yank at the front of her corset and see the smile she’s trying to hide.
“I dug it out of the trash,” she moans when I go deeper, and the foot that’s tied to the bed pulls tight.
“You love pushing my buttons.” I lean forward and suck on her tits, which have spilled free. “Goddamn it, you taste like strawberries and cream.”
Her pussy squeezes my cock, and her hands go to my ass to pull me deeper. “You always ruin date night.”
Now it’s my turn to smile as I suck her other nipple and nibble on the tight bud. “You always like it.”
It’s Friday night, so the kids are with my parents. We always have date night planned, but it never fails to end up like this. I make expensive reservations, book hotel rooms, call in favors from chefs, but we always end up here. Because there’s nowhere else either of us would rather be than here at home in our bed making love.
“Harder!” she cries, and I do as she commands.
“Tell me what I want to hear,” I growl, leaning over her and grinding against her pussy.
“I love you,” she says instantly, and now it’s my turn to moan.
I fall on top of her and hump against her because I can’t get deep enough. I want my soul inside of hers and no matter how many times we make love, I still crave her more after each climax.
“I love you too,” I say against the soft skin of her neck, and she contracts around me.
Her pussy tightens, and she squeezes her legs around my waist as her body tenses. Her breath catches in her throat, and I lean back and watch as she comes undone under me. A flush of color goes up her neck and across her cheeks as her climax rolls through her body.
The sight of her lost in pleasure sparks my own, and I follow her over the edge. I thrust into her one last time before I empty my cock and my need into her. She greedily takes both and leaves me feeling sated and loved.
I kiss her neck and between her tits where she’s hot and sticky. We’re both sweaty as I pull out, untie her ankle, and then kiss the tender skin there.
“Bath?” I ask, and she hums as she closes her eyes and nods.
I strip down and turn on the water, then go back to the bed and gather her in my arms. She kisses my chest as she cuddles close, and I carry her into the bathroom. I step into the tub and sit down, settling her back against my front. I grab one of the washcloths and begin to use it to drip rivers of warm bubbles over her tits.
“Where were we going tonight?”
“The Oberon,” I say, and she laughs.
“I would have loved that meal.”
“I know. I had lobster flown in this morning for it.”
“What was for dessert?”
I kiss her neck and pinch her nipple. “Strawberry shortcake from that little bakery in Paris you found on our honeymoon.”
She makes a groaning sound and I nibble her ear. “One day we’ll get to go through with all these ela
borate plans I make.”
“Why, when pizza in our pajamas sounds just as good?” She turns to look back at me and puts a hand on my cheek. “Are you disappointed?”
“Never,” I answer honestly and kiss her softly. “A moment with you, no matter where it is, is perfection.”
“How did I get so lucky?” She smiles and settles back against me.
“I guess working at a casino had its benefits.” I slide my hand over her hip and between her legs. “But I like to think I was the big winner that night.”
She pushes her ass back against my hard cock, and I nudge her entrance. It’s like I haven’t already had her, and I’m on the edge once more.
As she slides down on my length in the warm water, I groan and dig my fingers into her thighs.
“Fill me up,” she moans, rocking on my cock.
“Until you’re stuffed full,” I agree and thrust deeper.
* * *
THE END!
Filled
by Alexa Riley
Angus plans on spending a quiet night in his hotel room until a stripper shows up at his door. Suddenly his plans have changed and even though he’s the wrong guy, she’s the right woman.
Bambi would do anything to save her brother, even become a call girl. But one dance for her first client and she’s in trouble.
Warning: Can a quick connection be more than just a spark? Get ready because these two are about to light up the night! Don’t worry, there’s always room for a Happily Ever After.
Chapter 1
Bambi
“Clothes off,” Vivian orders, not bothering to look my way as she clicks on her keyboard with her perfectly polished nails. She hits each key with precision while I sit there, unsure if I heard her right. “I don’t have all day and we’re down a girl. Do you want the job or not?”
