by Fast, KL
“Yeah, you definitely are going to need to break me in before that thing will fit inside of me.” She looks at me with wide eyes. I grin.
“Riot, nothing besides my cock is going inside that tight cunt of yours. Then I am going to fuck you until you’re so full of my come that there is no way you won’t get pregnant.” She moans and her legs spread even wider. I crawl onto the bed, grabbing her leg I kiss her ankle. Then I kiss my way up to her knee then do the same to the other.
I lean down on my elbows and kiss the insides of her thighs. She whimpers and her legs start to close. I bite down on her thigh and she moans, her hands going into my hair.
“Oh God,” she gasps, and I move to her other leg making my way up to her fat pussy. I grab her ass and pull her to my face without any warning and lick her from ass to clit then circle my tongue around her opening. Her head falls back. “Oh fuck.” She starts to squirm. Her hands go to my hair. I run my tongue up to her clit. “Colt… I need more,” she whines.
Lifting her hips, I growl, latching onto her clit. Her back arches off of the bed. She screams as her orgasm washes through her body. I kiss my way up her body, over the curve of her stomach and the swell of her tits. I kiss each nipple. She moans, her hands running up my back. Her legs wrap around my waist. I kiss her neck then over her jaw before sampling her lips. She moans at her taste on my tongue. She starts rubbing her wet cunt up my length. I pull away from our kiss, breathing heavily.
“Fuck, Princess. Your sweet pussy is soaking my cock,” I say thrusting up against her. The head of my cock hitting her clit.
“RC, I need you to fuck me. My pussy feels so empty without you inside me.” She moans, lifting her hips and starts working her pussy over the head of my cock.
“Fuck. Motherfuck. Riot give me a second,” I say, panting even as I push in another inch inside of her. She gasps. I start fucking into her slowly, getting inch by inch of my cock inside her tight body.
“More,” she demands, her nails raking down my back. I growl and push past her innocence. She tenses for a second then relaxes. When I am fully seated in her, I have sweat dripping down my back and I’m going to come before we even get started. I slowly pull back then thrust back in. She gasps.
“Oh God, you feel so good inside me.” I start slamming into her, my balls slapping against her ass on every thrust. Her pussy starts to flutter. “Just like that, Colt. Oh God, fuck me,” she moans as her pussy clamps down on my cock, triggering my own my release. My dick starts to swell, and I roar into her neck. She screams and bites down on my shoulder. Fuck, she feels like heaven.
“Holy shit,” I mutter.
After a few minutes, her legs start to loosen, and her breathing starts to deepen. I lift my head and look at her. Her eyes are closed, and she has a just fucked smile on her face. I chuckle and go to get off the bed to clean her up. She wraps her arms around me tighter and shakes her head. “Don’t go.”
“I’m not going anywhere, Princess.” I roll over and she sprawls out on my chest and sighs. Soon she is snoring softly against my neck. I close my eyes and hug her tight. “Don’t worry, baby I am never leaving you.”
Fuck, I can’t wait to spend every night buried inside her tight pussy for the rest of our lives.
4
Mina
Inauguration Day 2021
After leaving the first ball, I head to the second official Inauguration ball with my parents. Mila already went home. I found out I was pregnant this morning. The hardest thing I've ever done was not tell my sister. We had breakfast together this morning at the hotel, and I was bursting to tell her. So, I kind of said that I wasn’t feeling well. But I really want Colt to be the first to hear the news. I'm beyond excited to be a mom. I was never gonna be anything amazing, school and I didn’t get along, but motherhood feels like it's gonna be a blast. I can only hope Colt feels the same way too.
My feet hurt and I am starving for some real food, not fancy finger foods. I have no idea where Colt is at the moment, but my other lead agent, Linlee Shaw, is standing near me.
“You okay?” she asks me. She is only about five years older than me and she’s gorgeous. Like if there was a model competition, secret service edition, she’d win hands down. I’d be jealous, but Colt never even looks at her unless it’s work-related. Now me, me he stares at like he’s afraid I am going to disappear. I’m not, but I kinda like that he worries that I might.
“I am fine, exhausted, but fine.” She nods understandingly.
“Are you sure? I heard you throwing up this morning. My shift wasn’t quite over yet.”
“Oh, yeah, um something I ate I’m sure,” I hedge. I hate lying but I have to right now.
“So that has nothing to do with Agent Masterson coming and going from your bedroom at all hours for the last month?” She’s lucky I like her, and I am pregnant, or I’d kick her ass.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I say.
“I erased the tapes for you.”
“What?” There’s a tape?
“Of course. Didn’t you know your parent’s had security cameras in your house?
“Our house in Mississippi?” I ask confused, because I had no idea. Who keeps something like that from their kids?
“Yes, but you should also know that every inch of public space in the White House is covered by cameras. I could lose my job, Mina. What I did was out of line. My job isn’t to help you get away with things but protect you. This kind of protection isn’t what was meant by that, but I was also a thousand percent sure you didn’t want anyone else seeing what you two have been getting up to.”
“Well, no. Thank you, Linlee. You are a good friend,” I say honestly. She has been nothing but nice to me. I was always the chubby girl and I don’t have many friends. I am pretty sure that is why I am so outgoing with the public. And why I have taken to the reporters so easily. My sister has been the one constant in my life and I really hope Linlee is too. I also hope she doesn’t just see me as her job, because that would really suck.
“Of course, we’re friends, Mina. But you guys need to come clean soon. I can’t be erasing tapes daily, especially not at the White House. That’s gonna be hard, if not impossible for me to do. Your dad’s setup with amateur at best. I didn’t even need a password to view the footage.”
“I understand. I’m sorry. I wouldn't want you to get in trouble over us.”
“Do you love him?” she asks, doing a quick scan of the ballroom. This hotel isn’t as nice as the first one, but the people are nicer, so that’s something.
“Yes. So much,” I say.
“Than it’s worth it. Love, once found, shouldn’t be denied.” she looks sad, but I don’t have a chance to say anything more to her, because Colt is suddenly standing in front of me.
“Shaw, have a good evening. I’ll take it from here,” Colt says. “Come with me, Riot.”
“Coming,” I say setting my ginger ale down. It’s pretty much the only non-alcoholic beverage here. “Where are we going?” I whisper as we walk out of the crowded room.
“It’s a surprise,” he says, and I grin. I follow him as we walk to the elevators. Once inside, he hits the P+ button. I have no idea what could be above the penthouse, but I am surprised when the doors open and it’s a nightclub. Loud music and flashing lights fill the space, along with hundreds of scantily clad partygoers. We make our way over to a secluded bench that overlooks the room. This isn’t your typical club, not that I’ve been to any, but I have seen them on TV. There are no booths or tables. Just a bar, some carefully hidden benches, and a huge dance floor. Bubbles are floating around and “Lean On” by DJ Snake is playing currently. I haven’t heard this song in at least six years, but it is really good.
“Do you like it?” he asks as he sits down, and pulls me on to his lap, facing him.
“I do, but what are we doing here. This doesn’t seem like your
scene.”
“It’s not, but it is yours,” he says.
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“How can you possibly know that already?”
“I believe that I’ve gotten to know you pretty well already,” he says.
“But I’ve never even been to a club. This is my first time.”
“I like that all your firsts are mine,” he says. “But I know that you prefer this kind of music. It’s on your phone all the time. It’s your alarm. I pay attention to you.”
“Do you now?” I ask shifting on his lap. I feel is cock harden beneath me. God, I want him. Right now, then I get an idea. It’s dirty and he may not like it, this place being so public and all, but I am going to do it anyway. I take a quick look around, making sure no one is looking at us. I spread my legs around him wider and pull the hem of my dress up slowly.
“What are you doing, princess?”
“Showing you what’s yours,” I say. I didn’t wear any panties tonight, so he can totally see what’s his. I dip my fingers into my pussy, gathering my wetness and holding out my fingers, I offer it to him. He closes his mouth around my fingers and sucks my juices off, hard. I moan a little.
“You’re a bad girl, Mina. Very bad.”
“Sorry, not sorry,” I say laughing, pulling my fingers from his mouth. I go back to my pussy, his cock getting harder and harder underneath me. I move to stop, and he grabs my wrist.
“Finish it. Come for me. Soak my pants with that greedy pussy juice,” he demands, and I have no choice but to do as he says.
* * *
The following morning, after Mila burst into my room, Colt had gone into the bathroom waiting for us to finish chatting. When he comes back out, he’s fully dressed.
“I gotta go, baby. I love you; I’ll see you later.”
“I love you too,” I say kissing him.
Later comes and I haven’t seen him. I am starting to get worried. Late at night, I pull open my bedroom door, and expect him to just be there, but Davis and Linlee are there instead. Davis is a rotating agent. I met him yesterday morning. He seems like a good man. I grab Linlee by her forearm and drag her inside my room.
“Where is he, Linz?”
“He had a family emergency. He left a while ago. He said he’d call you. I take it he didn’t.”
“I don’t know. Hang on.” Going over to my purse, I pull out my phone. Twenty missed calls, all from Colt. I never have the ringer on. Fuck. “He called,” I say calling my voicemail.
“Baby, I had to go home. My dad died. Call me when you get this message. I love you,” Colt’s voice says through the phone.
“What do you want to do?” Linlee asked me.
“We’re going to Chicago,” I say resolutely.
5
Colt
Chicago is much the same as I left it ten years ago. Only this time, my father is gone. Heart attack. I just spoke to him yesterday. I told him I was going to ask Mina to marry me. Everything seemed fine. My mother, Dana, is a fucking wreck. My younger brother, Remington, is trying to hold all the pieces together but hasn’t been successful. My youngest brother, Winchester, hasn’t been home in days according to my mother. We aren’t even sure he knows. I miss my woman, who isn’t answering her phone. The wake is scheduled for later tonight.
Can you tell my dad liked guns, a lot? All his boys are named after guns.
“Colt, I’m glad you are home,” my mom says her face is red from all her tears.
“I just wish it was under better circumstances, Ma.”
“Well, either way. It’s nice. Your father was saying you found the girl you want to marry and she’s the new president’s daughter?”
“Yes, ma. He told you about that, huh?”
“He did. He tells me everything. Told me everything,” she finishes correcting herself. I pull her into a hug, and she starts to sob. I comfort her as best I can. I am not great with tears. Eventually, there is a knock at the front door. I watch as Remington answers it. Shaw and Davis step into the room ahead of Mina.
“Mina?” I question. I am shocked that she came all the way here. “What the hell are you doing here?”
“You needed me,” she says shrugging.
“Mina? Is this your girl?” my mom asks, looking up at me.
“Yes, ma. Mina, come here,” I say holding out my hand to her. She comes to me, putting her hand in mine. “Ma, this is Mina. Mina, this is my mother, Dana.” My girl pulls my mom into a huge hug.
“I’m so sorry for your loss, but I am happy to meet you. I wish it was under better circumstances though.”
“Colty was just saying that,” my mom says smiling a little. Mina makes it impossible not to smile.
“Me too, but um, Colty? She asks quirking an eyebrow at me.
“Nickname,” I say giving a small chuckle.
“People will be here soon. I look frightening.” My mom says.
“Let me help you,” Mina says.
“That would be lovely dear. It will give us a moment to chat alone.” My mom is always a good hostess, no matter what.“Only if you feel up to it. I would love to hear some baby Colty stories.
“Ma, please don’t. I’ll help Remington finish up,” I say. They go upstairs and I turn back to the door where her other agents are waiting patiently, like this is a normal situation.
“Shaw, Davis. You can go back to your hotel. I’ve got Riot from here.”
“I’ll stay, if that’s okay,” Shaw says. The way Remington is looking at her tells me the reason why.
“Sure, that’s fine.”
“Okay. I’m out.” Davis says.
“Uh, Davis. Can you leave the personal relationship between Riot and I out of your report for now?”
“Of course, Sir,” he says leaving. Man, it’s good to be a senior special agent in charge. Very good indeed.
We spend the next few days in my childhood home. She is like a balm to my soul. I didn’t know how much I needed her. She’s by my side all through the wake and through burying my father. It was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. My dad was a hands-on dad. He was at every football game, every wrestling match. Everything. He was more like a friend than a father, not to say he couldn’t dole out a punishment, if needed. It was a good balance. I’m honestly kind of lost without him.
When we are getting ready to leave, my mom hands me a little box, which I put into my pocket before Mina can see it.
“He was going to mail this to you. Uh, I’d open it alone,” she says winking.
“Bye Ma. I’ll call you,” I say, kissing her cheek.
“Me too,” Mina says pulling her into a hug.
“You better,” she says wiping more tears.
“Are you sure you won’t come back with us? Stay at my apartment for a while?”
“No, Colt. This is my home. I’ll come visit soon. I promise.”
“Alright. I love you,” I say.
“Love you too. Now get out of here, you’ll miss your flight.”
“Fine, we’re going,” Mina says laughing.
Soon after, we head home together. Mina’s support was insurmountable. I am going to love this woman for the rest of my life.
When we get home, I leave Mina safe and sound in her room at the White House.
I head to my apartment for a clean suit and a hot shower. It amazes me how much this place doesn’t feel like home anymore and it’s all because she’s not here. As soon as I walk into the apartment, I pull the box from my pocket and open it. My great-grandmother’s diamond. The gold ring sparkles in the hall light. The solitaire is perfect. Not too big and not too small. I’ve thought long and hard about how I’d make her mine. I could do big and splashy, but that’s not her or us. I take a quick shower and then head back to the White House.
I enter her room and find her singing some old school Britney Spears while reading a well-worn paperback.
“Hey, you’re back,” she says running and jumping into my arms.
“Yep,” I say kissing her.
“I need you,” she says. “Lose these clothes.”
“Your wish i
s my command,” I say, setting her back down. She strips quickly and I do the same. I slide her ring on my pinky to the first knuckle. She spreads her legs and I can see her pussy is already soaked and ready for me. I climb on the bed and line my cock up with her opening. I push into her. Leaning down, I kiss her.
“You always feel so good inside of me.”
“I love you, Mina. Marry me?” I ask pounding in and out of her.
“Oh, God. Yes. Yes. Yes.”
I pause and slide the ring on her finger.
“I am the happiest man in the world now.”
“You should be. You are the only one who gets to be balls deep inside of me.”
“Damn right. Forever baby.”
“Forever. Now, don’t you have something you should be doing?” she asks laughing.
I get back to fucking her. Once we are finished, I pull out of her, lying beside her.
“Fiancé?” she says, sleepily.
“Yes?”
“I’m pregnant.”
“Fuck, that is amazing,” I say meaning it.
I’ve never been happier than I am right now, but I know this is just the beginning.
Epilogue One
Mina
Seven Years Later
Oh my God, I fucking hate these dinner parties. I really fucking do but I promised I would come and play nice. I wouldn’t be here if I didn't love my mom and dad so much, I would prefer to be naked in bed with my husband fucking me until my legs feel like jelly. I look over at the watch on his wrist and see that we have only been here for three hours. Only three hours. Fuck, I am ready to bash my head in.
Suddenly, an idea pops in my head and I grin. Colt has his arm around the back of my chair, his thumb running small circles on my bare shoulder as he talks to some guy about God knows what. I put my hands under the table, and I slip my panties off. I quickly bend down and grab them. I lean over and kiss Colt on the cheek.
