Corps Security in Hope Town: For You (Kindle Worlds Novella)

by J. M. Walker

  “How do you know?” I kissed her nose.

  “Because you keep eye fucking them.” She grinned, brushing her hand down my torso.

  I stopped her from going lower and kissed the tips of her fingers before giving each one a gentle nip.

  Her breath hitched, her mouth parting on a silent gasp.

  As much as I wanted to take her back to where we were staying just outside of town, I spent the rest of the night teasing her. I wanted her so worked up that when we got back to our room, she jumped me, and only then would I allow her the pleasure her body craved. If I felt like it.

  (Brogan)

  My bones rattled beneath my skin. My body was on fire the longer time went on where Coby wasn’t inside me. My blood vibrated through my veins. I needed him. I needed him like I needed air to breathe, food to live, and water to stay hydrated.

  Coby Porter was the sustenance that fed my soul. I was blind before he came into my life. He opened my eyes and showed me a whole new world of possibilities, love and passion. He took my dark fantasies and made them his own, unleashing them onto both of us.

  “Brogan,” he whispered against the side of my neck, his nose brushing under the soft spot below my ear.

  We had driven back to the Bed and Breakfast after spending a couple more hours dancing, laughing and enjoying one of the very few dates we had ever been on.

  I appreciated what he had done for me but right now, I needed him. I wanted him to control me in every way possible and take away everything that had happened to him, and replace it with me.

  “Little one,” he pushed his erection into me. “Unlock the door, baby.” His arms wrapped around me, his hand moving up my torso before cupping my throat. “Unlock the door so I can fuck this pussy at the same time I thrust that plug deeper into your ass.”

  My body trembled, my hand shaking as I attempted to unlock the door. “Tell me how much you want me,” I demanded, my voice lower than I expected. “Tell me how much you need me.”

  “I need you so fucking hard,” he squeezed my throat, forcing my head back and circling his waist against my rear. “I need to feel your hot cunt squeezing me, gripping my fat cock and milking an orgasm right out of me.”

  I shivered at his words. So damn dirty, they left nothing to the imagination.

  “I need to hear your cries, your screams, my name leaving your mouth.” His hips pushed and rubbed, his breath coming out in hot pants. “I need your smell on my skin. Your taste on my tongue. Your voice in my ears.”

  I moaned, unlocking the door.

  Coby pushed me inside and kicked the door closed before tackling me to the bed. His large hands cupped my breasts, pushing them together as he captured my nipples through the fabric.

  I gasped, arching beneath him.

  His eyes were wild and dark, his pupils so damn huge. The lust in his gaze forced my heart to skip a beat. “You’re so fucking hot,” he growled, scraping his teeth over the fabric covered nub.

  The delicious pain surged through me.

  “All night I couldn’t stop thinking about bending you over and ramming my cock into this tight cunt.” Coby leaned back, running his hands up my thighs and under my dress. “That’s what you wanted isn’t it? You couldn’t wait to get me alone.”

  I nodded, chewing my bottom lip. Unable to take my eyes off of him, I watched as he pushed my dress to my hips, before sliding it up the length of my torso.

  “So beautiful,” he pulled the offensive fabric off of me, leaving me in only a nude colored thong and my heels. His fingers brushed over the small triangle covering my mound. “I’m going to fuck you while you keep these on.”

  “And my heels?” I asked, my voice husky and laced with desire for this man.

  He grinned. “Definitely.” In a quick move, he flipped me onto my stomach and landed a hard swat against the cheek of my ass. “Tell me who you belong to.”

  Swat. Swat.

  “Tell me,” he growled, digging his fingers into my hip.

  “You,” I cried out. “I belong to you.”

  “Are you sure about that?”

  Swat. Swat.

  “You seemed to enjoy watching those men dance on the bars.” He towered over me, cupping the back of my neck and pushing my face into the mattress. “Did they turn you on?”

  “No,” I panted. “The thought of you dancing like that for me, turned me on. Not them.”

  “Hmm…” he kissed my cheek, inching his hand between us and pushed against the plug. “Are you sure?”

  I whimpered, a shot of electricity hitting my center. “Yes.”

  “Are you absolutely positive?”

  The plug moved in and out of me, igniting that burn that I had felt for him since the very beginning. The faster it moved, the hotter that burn became. “Coby.”

  “Shut up,” he snarled, sinking his teeth into my shoulder. “No words, Brogan. I don’t want to hear a fucking sound from you unless it’s a scream. Do you understand me?”

  “Yes, my love.”

  He leaned back, digging his fingers into my hips.

  I looked at him over my shoulder. “Like what you see, baby?” I knew I shouldn’t have spoken, but I was a girl who enjoyed challenging him. He made me wait and stuck a plug in my ass. Well he was going to get a brat as a result of it.

  Coby slid off the bed and went around the other side before kneeling in front of me. He pinched my chin, sticking his thumb in my mouth and pressed down.

  Closing my lips around him, I ignored the sting of him pushing my tongue against the floor of my mouth. My body burned for him. The harder his touch became, the more I trembled beneath him.

  He grinned, his eyes turning dark to the point of them being black. “Your safe word is Porter. Use it and everything stops. If you don’t, I’ll keep going, no matter how hard you scream. Do you understand me?”

  I shoved my face out of his hold, glaring at him. “Yes.”

  He chuckled, the deep sound vibrating over me. “Oh this is going to be fun.”

  I ALWAYS ENJOYED a challenge. The brat in Brogan made the Dom in me come to life. I wasn’t a sadist by any means, but I couldn’t wait to mark her skin with the touch of either my belt, my hands, or my teeth.

  I unbuckled my belt and opened the top button from my pants, then lowered the zipper.

  My cock sprang free, pointing towards her mouth. “Open,” I demanded, circling her arms around her back. “Take a deep breath, little one.”

  She did as she was told, her tongue flicking out to lick the tip of my dick.

  I shivered, the gentle touch not what I was looking for at the moment. “I’m going to fuck your throat and you’re going to enjoy it, aren’t you?”

  “Yes.”

  Taking that as my cue, I thrust into the warmth of her mouth.

  She moaned, her lips sucking and hollowing out around me.

  “Fuck,” I grit out, pulling my hips back and thrusting further between her lips. Holding her wrists in one hand, I inched my other hand between her legs. The butt plug sticking out from between the cheeks of her ass forced this new feeling to come to light. I pushed the plug in and out of her at the same time I fucked her mouth.

  Brogan cried out, gagging around my cock.

  “Breathe, baby. I want you to come with my cock in your mouth, but I don’t want to choke you.” My dick hardened at the sucking sounds she was making.

  Brogan moaned harder.

  “Cross your legs if you need me to stop,” I told her, sliding two fingers into her tight heat.

  She nodded against me, her throat opening to take me deeper.

  A hot shiver ran down my spine as I began to move my hips. I groaned, my thrusts meeting the strokes of her mouth.

  It took everything in me not to blow my load right then, but I wanted her to come. I needed her orgasm.

  Brogan spread her legs, lifting her hips in tune with the thrusts of the plug and my fingers inside her.

  “Fuck, little one,” I growled, my hand pu
mping hard and fast.

  Her whimpers became louder. Her body shook. Her skin glistened with a sheen of sweat.

  Thrusting once, twice, my balls pulled up into my body before I exploded into her mouth. The taste of pleasure rippled through me until I saw stars.

  Pulling my cock free from Brogan’s mouth, I lifted her onto her back and spun her so her pussy met my face. Not giving her a chance to breathe, I shoved my tongue deep inside her, her orgasm flooding my senses.

  “Fuck, Coby.”

  “So fucking delicious.” I lapped and sucked, kissed and nibbled. Every inch of my mouth that was on her, inside of her, pushed her closer and closer to that dangerous edge.

  Her body shook. “Please, baby,” she moaned. “I can’t…God, your mouth.”

  I chuckled, the deep vibration trembling through her body. Releasing her, I placed a kiss on her inner thigh before sinking my teeth into the flesh.

  She moaned and writhed against me.

  “Do you want more?”

  “Yes,” she cried out.

  “Good girl,” I kissed the spot just above her clit and flipped her onto her stomach. Pulling her to all fours, I yanked the belt from the loops in my pants and folded it in half. Kissing her tailbone, I knelt behind her. “And, Brogan?”

  She licked her lips. “Yes?”

  “This will hurt.”

  With Brogan kneeling before me, she was a beautiful sight. I ran my hands down the sides of her body.

  She squirmed, wiggling her beautiful ass.

  “Stay still,” I demanded, slapping a hand against her rear.

  She inhaled a sharp breath, glaring at me over her shoulder.

  I would have laughed if I cared. But I didn’t. She knew I didn’t. The only thing I cared about was making both of us feel good.

  Wrapping a hand around my cock, I pumped a couple of times before lining it up to her swollen pussy. The heat coming off of her center, scorched me to the point I almost lost control and fucked her. But I couldn’t. Not yet. I needed to hear her beg. I needed those words I was forced to say months ago to fall from her lips. I needed my control back.

  “Coby,” she whimpered, attempting to push when I placed my hand on her upper back, stopping her.

  “What, little one?” I slapped her ass again. “What do you want?”

  “You know what I want,” she moaned, struggling beneath me.

  Before she knew what I was doing, I swung the belt against her ass. Careful not to hit too hard, I made sure it was just enough to make an impact.

  Her eyes widened, a delicious gasp sliding off her tongue. “Holy. Shit.”

  I did it again and again until her rear reddened beneath my touch. Until she cried out and pushed into my swing. Until she begged me for more.

  On the fourth swing, I thrust my cock inside of her while she was still screaming. Her body tightened around me, her pussy clenching down around my dick like a fist.

  “Coby,” she moaned, throwing her head back.

  “I’m going to come so hard inside of your tight body that you’ll feel me dripping out of you for days.” Cupping her throat, I kissed her head and started moving my hips. Thrusting deep. In and out until we were both panting and breathing hard.

  This woman was my undoing. She was the submissive I never knew I needed. She was everything.

  Tilting her head back even more, I covered her mouth with mine. My left hand trailed down her arm, igniting goose bumps in its path until my fingers linked with hers.

  With my tongue in her mouth, my cock in her hot cunt, my ring on her finger and my initials sticking out of her ass, she was mine.

  I COULDN’T BREATHE as the impending ecstasy took over my body while Coby fucked me from behind. He kept hold of my hand, the diamond of the engagement ring showing between his fingers.

  He was rough and violent, forcing me to submit in ways I never knew existed. It was erotic and intense, but needed. For the first time in months, I felt the man I had fallen in love with.

  With our bodies connected like two lovers should be, I’d never felt closer to him.

  “Harder,” I heard myself say.

  His lower body pumped hard and fast, pushing me closer and closer to that release I craved.

  “Please, Coby,” I begged. “Harder. Make me come.”

  He grunted, slamming his hips against me. “Fuck, baby, you feel so damn good. So fucking tight.”

  I cried out, my eyes brimming over with tears at the need for a release.

  He was deep. He was hard. He was powerful.

  Coby pushed into me until I fell forward onto my stomach. His arm wrapped around my chest, his body covering mine. His mouth found the side of my neck, kissing and biting, igniting a yearning I had never felt before from him.

  His cock pierced a part of me no other man had ever reached. Coby didn’t move, he only pushed and pushed. The fullness of his cock deep inside my pussy mixed with the plug in my ass. An electric current tingled over my skin. A delicious roar of pleasure erupted through me, exploding into a blinding light before my very eyes.

  No sounds left my mouth. No cries. No whimpers. Not a fucking thing.

  “Scream my name, baby,” Coby demanded, sliding out of me before slamming back into my center. “Scream,” his hand landed against my ass. “Give it to me, Brogan. I want your screams.”

  Incoherent sounds left my lips. The harder he fucked, the louder I was.

  He used me like that for the rest of the night. Taking what he needed from me and using it to mask the pain and guilt both of us had been feeling for months.

  I woke sometime during the night to Coby’s tense body beside me. His hand was on my inner thigh like usual, squeezing it to the point of pain. But I didn’t care about the bruise he was going to leave after already leaving so many on my body. His intense passion still tingled on my skin, even hours later.

  It had been a couple of days since Coby woke me up from a nightmare. I prayed tonight wouldn’t be one of those nights, but with his body stiff beside me, I couldn’t be sure.

  I had let him use me because he needed to get his nightmares out of his head and off his skin. I wasn’t sure if it had worked or not. All I could do was hope.

  Coby could mark me up anyway he wanted, as long as it made him feel better. He never left me feeling unwanted in the end. I would usually wait for him to pass out then go clean myself up before re-joining him in bed, only to cry myself to sleep. But that was before Hope Town and our little trip. That was before I begged and pleaded for him to use me and take back his control.

  Turning onto my side, I brushed his bangs off his forehead. “Coby, baby,” I kissed his shoulder. “Wake up.”

  He shifted beside me but his eyes remained closed.

  “Coby.” Turning on the lamp sitting on the nightstand, I took a breath. “Please wake up.”

  Suddenly, Coby had me beneath him. His dark eyes held me captive, his big body towering over me.

  I swallowed hard, the question of whether he had a nightmare or not, on the tip of my tongue.

  Whenever he had them before, he would wake me up and use me until I passed out in his arms, only to fall asleep right beside me.

  Some nights, he could get through them but tonight was not one of those times. It would be different. I knew before it even began. I just didn’t know how.

  “Spread your legs for me,” Coby demanded, his voice thick with sleep.

  I did as I was told, opening myself to him.

  A low growl rumbled from his chest. “So fucking beautiful. I can see my marks on your thighs, Brogan. My come on your skin mixed with your own.” He grabbed my left hand and kissed my ring finger. “Thank you. Thank you for giving me all of you.”

  “Did you have a nightmare?” I finally asked, noting his hard erection.

  “No,” he kissed my finger again before pulling my arm over my head. Linking our fingers, he placed a soft peck on my mouth. “This time my dream was about you. You were naked, kneeling on a cold cem
ent floor in a basement. It looked like a dungeon. All I can remember is dominating over you and wanting to mark your flesh.”

  I sighed, my body melting at his delicious words.

  His waist pushed between my spread legs, his cock hard and thick. The tip was a dark red.

  “That looks painful,” I said, reaching between us. When I came into contact with his cock, he let out a hiss. “You’re so hard for me.”

  “Always for you, Brogan. Always. No matter what. No matter how old we get. I will always be hard.” He licked along my bottom lip. “For you.”

  “I love you, Coby.”

  He looked away.

  “Don’t,” I cupped his cheek. “Don’t doubt my love for you.”

  “I don’t deserve you, Brogan,” he said against my mouth. “But I’ll do as you ask and love you.”

  “Love me hard, baby,” I whispered. “That’s all I need.”

  “I need…” his mouth trailed down the length of my jaw. “I need your submission.”

  “You have it, Coby,” I told him, kissing his shoulder and wrapping my arm around his thick neck. “You have all of me. Whatever you need. Whatever you want. I am yours. Now please, I need you inside me.”

  He shivered. “Will you take me as I am?”

  I pulled back, staring up at him intently. “Of course. You’ve already taken me as I am. I told you so many months ago that I have mental health issues and it never even fazed you. You understood. I knew you were the one right then, but I was too scared to admit it.”

  Coby leaned his forehead against mine, letting out a slow breath. “I need to ask.”

  “Ask me anything.”

  “I need you to say yes.” His hard cock rested against my mound. His hips moved, brushing the tip back and forth through the folds of my pussy.

  “Yes, Coby.” I cupped his nape, my skin vibrating at the contact. “I’m giving you my consent,” I whispered in his ear.

  Coby growled, released me and flipped me back onto my stomach before landing a hard swat on my ass. “For the rest of the night you will do as I say. I’m going to use your body to make both of us feel good. Do you understand me?”