OUTLAW'S BABY

by Amy Brent

  She’d like to thank him in many ways for that. Elle had seen some of the women that he’d started dating, for lack of a better term. She’d heard some of the sounds coming from the den on nights when she was coming home late, and they made her unsatisfied pussy heat right up again. It led to many nights with her hands and toys trying to scratch the itch and Elle knew that she was in for another night.

  She’d had some hot one night stands that didn’t lead to anything else going to bars and clubs. Perhaps she was too young, or they didn’t appreciate her curvier build, but Elle had fond memories of those few nights. She’d experienced everything: being tied up, spanked and flogged, some of the hardest sex to date and even a three-way one night. That was the best, but she knew that it didn’t happen on the regular.

  Elle got out and closed the door to the car before she walked up to the door and unlocked it with her key. It was after three, but there were still some lights on in the lower floor and the sound of the television from the den as she paused. Porn. Nolan loved a good porn, and she listened for a moment as a woman screamed and another cried out within the room. “Lucky girl. At least she’s coming tonight.”

  She headed upstairs to her room that took up most of the second floor. It had a balcony that overlooked the bay and the best bathroom that money could buy, but Nolan was wealthy from his investments in businesses all over the Northern end of the United States. He had a few houses in some of the best vacation spots all over the world.

  That didn’t matter to Elle. What mattered is that she’d been fantasizing about him since she was around sixteen and after her mom had passed away, she was exposed to another side of Nolan that only fueled her desires.

  He didn’t date right away, that she could give him credit for. He didn’t take the marriage lightly, but Elle knew that her mother enjoyed a good night of wild sex as much as her daughter. They had a natural attraction, and her mom was beautiful and judging from the sounds that Elle had heard over the last few years, her handsome stepfather had an enormous cock. Elle closed her door and dropped her purse on the dresser before she slipped off her heels.

  What a waste it was to leave at all. She’d been involved in a new movie on her television when Lance called and wanted her to stop by his apartment and Elle had hope that he’d figure out what he was doing, so she gave him the benefit of the doubt.

  Lance didn’t even attempt foreplay. He’d never gone down on her and barely fingered her most of the time. He just got her wet enough to shove his mediocre dick inside of her until he came after a few thrusts. It didn’t even matter if he was drunk or sober; it was always so fast, and she had yet to have her release with him. Elle knew that she couldn’t deal with it much longer, and she found something on late night cable that she used as she massaged her clit with the fastest setting on her vibrator as she closed her eyes and imagined Nolan pounding into her, with her feet on his shoulders as he ruined her hungry pussy. She wanted that so bad, and she grabbed the one that would massage her and go deep inside as she furthered the fantasy to where she was on her knees and he was behind her. His hands were slapping her ass, and his cock was so deep inside of her that it almost hurt even as she screamed for more.

  Elle came as she heard the woman on the show crying out and she bit her lip as images played through her mind in vibrant color. Her body jerked forward as she came hard and long and she kept her Dido inside of her as she just kept going. Elle dropped her hand as the toy slid out of her slick heat and she panted as she fell back onto the pillow. That was fucking intense but she wanted the real thing, and she opened her blurry eyes as she took another breath.

  Elle left the bed and walked into her bathroom to slide on a dress so she could walk outside. She didn’t worry a lot about being seen since their house was relatively private but she should at least be dressed. Elle walked out on the balcony and inhaled the fresh air as she looked over the ripples over the water of the bay. The moon was bright tonight, and she gazed at the reflection on the water as her pussy continued to pulse.

  She heard grunts below her and sighed as she listened to Nolan fuck his woman of the night. He was relentless, and she closed her eyes as she imagined herself underneath him down on the patio, or on her knees in front of him. She’d take anything.

  Elle listened to all of it and even got herself off all over again as she dropped into one of her chairs and played with her sensitive clit. When they got rougher, she slipped her fingers inside of herself and fucked to their rhythm as she bit her lip to keep herself quiet.

  She closed her eyes and decided that things were going to change. She wasn’t going to keep spinning her wheels with Lance and find a man that could give her what she wanted. Since it was summer and she didn’t have her final year at the university for a month and a half. It was time to recreate herself into the woman that she knew she was inside.

  Elle woke up an hour later when she got cold and walked inside to curl up under the covers and sleep the day away.

  CHAPTER 2

  The next day, Elle woke up in time to start dinner since their chef was on vacation. Nolan was at work until all hours, but she’d take the chance and see if he’d be there. Later that night, Elle was going to dress up and go to a club and get what she craved.

  She was just finishing the shrimp Alfredo when Elle heard the garage. She pulled out some lettuce and vegetables for a salad and heard the door open as she glanced up. “That smells good, Elle. Thanks.”

  “I figured I’m home so why not? How was work?” Elle asked him as she tossed everything in the bowl and smiled as she felt his eyes on her ass. She’d worn the cutoff shorts on purpose, and the little tank top didn’t hide her generous breasts at all. It didn’t hurt to tease, right? This wasn’t much different than what she’d be wearing tonight so she should get comfortable with her new self.

  “Some exciting new prospects are happening that might end in a nice payday. Want to go to the house in Belize before school starts?” Nolan asked her as she looked into his mesmerizing blue eyes and nodded. “So, do you have a date with Lance tonight? Is that what those shorts are for?”

  Elle laughed and carried the salad to the table that overlooked the water. “Lance is a child, Nolan. I think that it’s time to move on.”

  “Does he know that you’re going to rip his heart out?” Nolan followed her with the pasta before she passed him to get some plates and silverware.

  “I doubt he’ll miss me,” Elle mused as she watched him grab a bottle of wine from the fridge and some glasses.

  They sat down to eat, and she took in his wavy brown hair that complimented his eyes and olive skin. She wouldn’t even think about his abs underneath the shirt and tie that he was wearing or those toned legs that she wanted all over her. Nolan was the best looking man that Elle had ever seen, and she blushed as he raised his eyes to meet her gaze. “What’s on your mind, Elle?”

  She brushed her light Blondie hair over her shoulder and giggled before she sipped her wine. “You look good today.” He raised an eyebrow and speared a piece of shrimp before eating it.

  “You do as well. You should show off your body more, Elle. The curves are sexy.”

  “I will take that into consideration, sir,” she told him with a wink as he shook his head.

  Elle had been dressing relatively conservative the last few years, probably because her mom urged her to. The nights that she’d had the one night stands were ones that she was more aggressive towards men and begged them for everything that she wanted. They gave it to her and with the little black dress that she was wearing tonight, Elle figured it wouldn’t be difficult. “That sounds dangerous.” She winked at him. Nolan shook his head before he sipped the wine and took a big bite of salad. “To be young again.”

  “You talk like you’re old. Have you seen yourself? I’d give you thirty at best, Nolan. I think you get plenty of action,” Elle told him as something darkened in his eyes. She decided to press it. “This house is big, but not that big.” It was ea
sy to find him when she wanted to listen, and he took a deep breath.

  “A girl like you doesn’t need to be listening to people, Elle. I’m dark…I don’t think you’re ready for that. The women I bring here are older, more experienced. Stay young as long as you can.” His face was set into a frown as he looked at her and shook his head. “Maybe you shouldn’t dress like that. You might get more than you bargained for.”

  “I’m twenty-one, Nolan. Not sixteen,” she reminded him, and he nodded. “I am a big girl now.”

  She thought that she heard him mutter something to the effect of ‘don’t I know it’ but wasn’t sure. Elle took a long sip of wine and tried to calm her raging hormones as she forced herself to get some food into her stomach. She’d need it because she was going to drink a lot tonight and let loose, particularly after this conversation. Elle cleaned up as Nolan disappeared into his home office on the first floor and loaded the dishwasher before she went to dress for the night. She did a smoky eye look that made her light green eyes pop as she added a few coats of mascara. Her face was shimmering with a pretty highlighter before Elle carefully slid on the dress. It was clingy and tight with a plunging neckline that she added a large fake diamond to bring even more attention to her cleavage. Elle spun around in front of the mirror before she naughtily considered asking Nolan what he thought of her outfit.

  Elle slid her feet into some heels and slipped her phone and some cash into her purse before she sent away for a car. There was no chance of her driving tonight and she got the time of arrival and checked her face one more time.

  The text from Lance would go unreturned tonight. He could find another woman to bore, for all she cared.

  The house was quiet when she left, and Elle assumed that Nolan was out for the evening. Perhaps she shouldn’t have revealed that she’d heard him with the women since that might have ruined her fun. She walked down the driveway and unlocked the gate to get to the curb to meet the car just as a little Prius pulled up. “Where are you headed?” The girl asked as she looked over Elle’s outfit with a long look.

  “Club Jade,” Elle told her as she watched the driver punch the name into her navigation and wait a second. It was in Seattle and would be expensive, but money was no object thanks to her step daddy. Elle wasn’t quite ready for a full BDSM club, but this was one that provided a lot of room for dancing, be it on the floor or more on display. After a few drinks, Elle was aiming for the latter. She enjoyed the ride as the driver made small talk with her and smiled when she was told to have a great time as she got out of the car.

  Elle paid the cover and walked through the room to one of the bars as the heavy beat pulsed around her. She ordered a cosmopolitan and glanced around to see that the dance floor was crowded with men and women, both straight and gay from the looks of things. Some of the women danced alone in cages or on lifted levels, and Elle watched as she slid a bill across the bar. They were sexy, and she tossed back the drink as she vowed to be better than all of them.

  A few drinks later and Elle was feeling no pain. She started dancing in an empty cage, but that wasn’t enough for the newer bolder her. She picked a long table and climbed on top of it before she started to move her hips to the slow beat as heat flooded her veins. This place had a great vibe, almost like a strip club with the way some of the girls were dressed and moving to the beat. Elle leaned her head back as some of the comments reached her from the voyeurs that were standing below.

  Hands touched her calves as she dropped her hips down and smiled. This was what she wanted: to be touched. She wanted to be taken hard and fast, and she licked her lips as she spun around and took a look at the crowd.

  Young, young, young and too young. She wanted a man tonight. Elle let her eyes pass over the faces of the people her age and they rested on a chiseled face that looked a little familiar. The light was spotty, but he had cropped dirty Blondie hair and what looked like darker eyes that were eating her up as she moved. Elle knew that hadn’t fucked him-her one night stands were not nearly this gorgeous-but she wouldn’t mind changing that tonight.

  She slipped off of the table and made her way to the bar for some more liquid courage. Elle ordered and wasn’t surprised when she was told that the drinks were taken care of. She also wasn’t stupid, and she made sure that they were handed right to her before she drank them down and headed back towards the table. The room was blurry, and she stumbled as arms caught her. “Feeling good tonight, beautiful?” She looked, and it was the older man from before and fuck was he gorgeous. Still familiar but her mind wasn’t clear enough to think too hard about it. “You look good.”

  “Thanks,” Elle said as he sat down and stared up at her. “Do I know you?”

  A chuckle rose from him as he leaned back and looked her up and down. “Do you want to?” She nodded and moved towards him as one of her favorite songs started to play.

  Elle hadn’t ever given a lap dance before, and this was not a strip club, but she was drunk and horny. She was ready to play.

  Elle turned her back to him and started moving along to the song as she sang the words. Her ass grazed his knee, and she moaned as she lowered it back down and moved between his legs as they parted. He gripped her hips for a moment as she gasped and raised his hands to cup her heavy tits through her dress. “You’re a dirty girl, aren’t you?”

  “Yes,” Elle moaned as she leaned back and dragged her hair over his chest. Catcalls and cheers filled the air as she moved and she giggled as she faced him and slid her hands through his hair. The man pushed forward, and Elle lowered her body over his as any inhibitions slid away from her mind. Elle lowered herself into his lap and ground her body against him as she felt his cock harden, and she felt one hand grab her ass as the other moved over her thighs. She murmured something as he leaned forward and claimed her lips with his as he pulled her against him.

  “Do you want to get fucked tonight, Princess?” She frowned as she nodded and he kissed her again as his tongue swept through her mouth. Elle had no choice to rock against him with the way that he held her and tasted whiskey as he slipped a finger under her lace thong. “He’s going to love this.”

  “Who?” Elle asked as she felt him stroke her clit. “Fuck. Don’t stop.”

  “Do you want two cocks tonight?” His voice was in her ear as she moaned.

  “Yes.” It had been a while and the only other time was at a party for a college friend and was clumsy at best, even at its hottest moment. “I want you to fuck me.”

  “Oh. I plan to. Let’s get us a car and we’ll get out of here,” he promised in a hoarse voice as he slipped a finger inside of her. “I want you naked and on your knees for me.”

  “Yes,” Elle agreed as she felt him remove his hand and hold her on his lap. She guessed that he was sending for a car.

  “Ten minutes, then you’re all mine,” He told her as he kissed her and slid his hands over her ass. “You’re a dirty girl and going to get deep dicked tonight.” She arched her back and rocked against his cock in his jeans for some friction as he gripped her tightly. “Jesus fuck. You’re all kinds of ready. I would have never guessed.”

  She was on the edge as he lifted her and carried her through the bar, desperate for the orgasm that she knew she was close to. Elle clung to him and slipped into a car as he told her to and slid beside her. The man leaned forward and said the address to the guy in a low voice as she leaned back and felt the alcohol hit her as she dropped her head back. “Don’t you pass out on me. We have plans.” His hands slid up her body and down the front of her dress as she felt him tug at one of her nipples. “Like that?’

  All she could do was whimper as she felt the car driving and the man sucking at her neck. He promised her dark pleasures in between kisses and she begged him in a whisper as they continued to drive. He freed one of her tits and lowered his lips to suck the nipple into his mouth as Elle bit her lips. She was vaguely aware that they were in a car with a driver, but she didn’t care as he kept drawing her between his
teeth and stroking her slick thighs. She had never felt this horny, and Elle knew that this man was going to deliver on his promise. She couldn’t wait.

  The car came to a stop, and she felt the man messing with his shirt. “I want to surprise you.” She felt something slide over her eyes before she was pulled out of the back seat and led up a small hill. Her mind was spinning, and her legs were weak with her growing desperation as logic tried to make its way into the situation. She didn’t even know his name or where they were. This was how girls got assaulted and killed, but there was a familiarity to him that she somehow trusted. The man held onto her as he unlocked something and they continued to walk outside as she tried to make sense of this all. They then went up some stairs, and he opened another door as she became aware that they were going into a building. He took her hand and pulled her to the right to the sounds of moaning and a woman begging for more.

  Were they at an orgy? Elle froze and listened before she decided that it was porn, and she felt pressed onto a soft couch as the man chuckled. “Look who I found tonight.”

  “What the fuck? Where?” The voice sent shivers down her spine as the first man told him what club she’d been at and how she was drunk and dancing like a little slut on the table for every man to see. She heard him tell Nolan all of this and felt her thighs dampen as she realized that her stepfather knew who she was and what she wanted.

  “She’s ready to fuck, has been since we left. I think we should both do her.” Elle did the math and realized that the man with his hand on her leg was Chad, his best friend and the man that she called her uncle. Shit, no wonder he looked familiar. How drunk was she not to recognize him?