Stalking His Claim

by Lucy Darling

  “I can’t, Reed.” She tries to wiggle away from me. I lick my lips, slipping my fingers out of her that are now covered in blood. Her eyes go wide when she sees it. “I’m sorry. I didn't know.”

  “It's your cherry, sweetheart.” I lean over and kiss her deeply. I want our first time to be good for her. Now she’ll have a little time to heal before I take all of her. “Even if it was your period, I wouldn't give a shit.” Her face turns that pretty pink color that I can’t get enough of while she smiles, giving me that adorable dimple.

  “What about you?” She sits up. Her hand reaches down to feel me through my pants. I want nothing more than to take her fully, but I refuse to have our first time be in my office. My cock begs me to give it some relief.

  “Lean back. Spread those pretty thighs and let me see your sweet cunt.” She does exactly as I ask. I undo my zipper and pull my cock out. She leans up on her elbows to watch me. I begin stroking myself. I’m already on edge but when her little tongue comes out to lick her lips, my strokes become quicker. I groan as I watch my hot seed coat her pussy, marking it once again. But nothing prepares me for her to reach her hand down and push it inside of herself.

  I know she’s not on anything. I wonder if she’s aware that she could get pregnant. Then she really could never leave me. We’d be tied together until the end of time. She lets out a long sigh, sitting up on my desk, completely naked. She’s gotten used to me seeing her this way now. She doesn't try to hide herself or feel uncomfortable. I’ve seen it all. I shower with her every morning, cleaning every inch of her.

  “You knocked the picnic basket down.” I look over to see it on the floor.

  “Are you hungry?” She gives a small shrug. “Will you go out to lunch with me? Then we can go home” I graze my thumb across her hard nipple.

  “If you don’t stop, we’ll never get out of here.” She grabs my tie, pulling me down for a kiss before I pick her dress back up for her. I fix myself as I walk over to the bathroom in my office and wash my hands. When I come back, she’s trying to clean up the mess I made.

  “Leave it.” I hold my hands out for her to take. My fingers tangle with hers as we head for the door.

  “People are going to see us.” She looks down at our hands. I only hold her hand tighter, not wanting to let go. I want everyone to know she’s mine. I hope in time she’ll want the same.

  “Okay,” she agrees. She gives me her dimple. Thank fuck. The quicker the word gets around that she’s mine, the better.

  16

  Tinsley

  “Is there something you want to tell me?” Rita asks me as I snag a soda out of the fridge.

  “I aced my finals?”

  She stares at me. I don’t say anything else. I go about popping open my soda and taking a drink. I did kill my exams. It helps when you have someone as smart as Reed helping you. Even though he had really distracted me more than he had helped.

  “Fine.” She turns back around, continuing to chop the vegetables. I’m not sure what to say at this point. Reed and I have been doing this little dance for almost three weeks now. He still hasn’t taken it further, and I don’t understand why.

  Just when I think he’s finally going to take me, he ends up coming on me then rubbing it into my skin. I know it turns him on when I push some inside me. I can see it in his eyes. He gets this possessive look on his face.

  I set my drink down when I hear the front door open. He’s home early. I try not to rush to him, knowing Rita is watching me. That lasts until I round the corner and am out of her sight. As soon as I am, I run and jump into his arms. His briefcase hits the floor as I kiss him. He growls into my mouth, scooting me back so that my back is pressed against a wall.

  “I want you to greet me like this every day.” His words spark a hope in me that he wants this thing between us to last forever.

  “If you come home early I will,” I say, out of breath. I hesitate when I hear someone clear their throat. I turn to see Rita standing there. Reed doesn’t bother to put me down.

  “Rita,” he greets her. I bite my lip, not sure what to say.

  “I’m going to start dinner.”

  “Not tonight. I have other plans. You can go home early if you like.”

  She gives us a smile. “I think I’ll do that.” She turns, heading back toward the kitchen.

  “Sorry,” I whisper.

  “Nothing to be sorry for. Told you I want to come home like this every day.” He carries me down the hallway into his bedroom. He lays me down on the bed, caging me under him.

  “I missed you.” I pull him down for a kiss. He gives me what I want, his mouth meeting mine. I pull at his clothes, wanting to feel us skin to skin.

  “I couldn't stop thinking about you. So I figured why only think about you when I could just go home and have you.” His mouth comes down on mine again. I moan, raising my hips to get friction.

  “Reed, I need more.”

  He stares down at me. That same look he gives me when I push his cum deep inside of me. I try to tell him with my eyes that I’m ready. That I want him. That there is nothing that he could do that would ever change my mind.

  “I can’t stop.”

  “I’m not asking you to. I want this.” He’s worried that I’ll regret this. I won’t. I’ve been his my whole life. “I want my first time to be special. I know you’ll give that to me.”

  He closes his eyes, looking almost pained. “I love you. I want you to know that. I’ve always loved you.”

  My heart flutters. I hope he doesn’t mean he loves me like I love Carly. The way he’s looking at me leads me to believe he loves me like I love him.

  “I love you too.”

  He gives me a smile that changes his own face. My eyes sting with tears. One slips free.

  “Babe. Don’t cry.” He kisses the tear, stopping it in its tracks.

  “I’m just happy,” I tell him.

  “Me too.”

  I pull him down to me. My mouth meets his as our tongues tangle. The kiss is soft and sweet, making me want to cry more. I knew he’d make this moment everything I could have dreamed of.

  I pull at his shirt, freeing it from his pants.

  “Let me.” His mouth leaves mine as he stands beside the bed taking his clothes off. I know I’ve seen every part of him, had his cock in my mouth, but this feels different. I lick my lips, sitting up as I pull the dress over my head.

  “No panties again.” He puts a hand down on the bed. The other wraps around my ankle.

  “I didn’t leave the house. So I didn’t break any rules.” I smirk. Not that I’m always going to do that. I enjoyed his punishment last time.

  “You’re my good girl today?” His words go straight to my sex. I try and squeeze my legs together, but he doesn’t let me. “You’re mine now. No closing your legs. When I want you you’ll spread those thighs for me. I’ve waited a long time for this.”

  “How long?”

  He lets go of my ankle. His hands slide up my legs. The throb between my legs grows. This is really happening tonight. He is finally going to be mine.

  “There has only been you.”

  My breath catches. No, that can’t be possible. Then again, I’ve never seen him with anyone. Never heard of him with anyone. Except that one girl he’d made up. Still I want to hear him say it.

  “You’ve never been with anyone?”

  “Is that so hard to believe? You haven’t either.”

  “The way you talk. How you touch me and the things you do I just-” I trail off.

  “Thought I’ve done this before,” he says for me. I nod my head. “I didn’t know I’d be this way either. You pull it out of me.” His eyes travel down my body to between my legs.

  “Reed.” I wiggle under his gaze, my clit starting to throb. My need for him is at the point of being unbearable. Even though I’ve waited for him for so many years, I can’t wait another second.

  “I’ve got you, sweetheart.” He spreads my thighs more maki
ng room for himself. “I’ve got to get you ready to take me.”

  “I think I’m ready now.”

  He gives me a wicked smile. “I love how much you want this, but I have to be sure. I never want to hurt you,” he says before his tongue circles my clit. I fall back into the bed as his mouth gives me the greatest pleasure I’ve ever felt.

  He slips a finger inside of me, working it in and out before he adds another.

  “Reed.” I moan his name. I’m going to come already.

  “Give it to me,” he says against my clit as his tongue goes back to work. It’s only a few seconds later before he sends me over the edge. I cry out his name. My fingers dig into the blanket.

  He doesn’t stop. My legs start to shake. “Reed. I don’t think—”

  His finger hooks inside of me, pushing me over into another orgasm. This man knows how to work my body. You’d think he’d done this a thousand times to me. I think it’s because I am meant to be his. His body knows mine.

  He gives my clit one last kiss. My body jerks. I’m still too sensitive. I whimper, wanting to tell him both that I can’t take anymore and that I never want him to stop.

  He works his way up my body, trailing open-mouth kisses along the way. He sucks one nipple into his mouth. I dig my fingers into his hair. He releases it, going to the next and giving it the same attention.

  I wrap my legs around him, feeling his cock against me. So freaking close. He releases my nipple to move up my body.

  “Sweetheart. Look at me.”

  My eyes meet his. “I love when you call me that.” I wrap my arms around him.

  “It’s what you are. You're the sweetest thing I’ve ever known and now you have my heart.”

  “That’s really sweet and a little bit corny.” I smile up at him.

  “Don’t care. It’s the truth.” I know he doesn’t. Reed never cares what people think of him. He does what he wants. It’s one of the things I admire in him.

  He reaches between us, the head of his cock brushing against my sex as he moves it further down. I lift my hips, wrapping my legs around him tighter.

  “Tinsley.” My name comes out as a growl, only turning me on more.

  He presses the head of his cock into me. I’m so wet and needy that he slips right in. My sex contracts around him, wanting him to go deeper. Needing him to take me and mark me as his.

  “I love you,” he says again, his mouth taking mine as he pushes all the way inside of me. There is no pain. All I feel is the tingle of pleasure and the fullness.

  “I love you too,” I say when he breaks the kiss.

  “Fuck you’re beautiful. I don’t know why you are giving this to me. But I know without a doubt this will be one of the greatest moments of my life.”

  He pulls out and pushes back in. My fingers run down his back, clinging to him as he starts to move faster. Each thrust drives me closer to what my body needs. It isn’t long before my back is arching off the bed and I’m screaming his name. The orgasm is so intense that my vision blurs as I feel complete for the first time in my life.

  “That’s it, sweetheart, come all over my cock. This pussy belongs to me. Always has, always will.” He continues to work himself in and out of me. “You’re going to be a good girl and give me one more.”

  I let myself come. My sex grips his cock. Reed lets out a long groan as his warm release spills deep inside of me. I’ve never felt more complete. For so long I’ve been searching for what I should be doing with my life. Is it crazy to only want to be obsessed with the man you love?

  “Tinsley.” He lets out another groan as he rolls over, taking me with him. I lie sprawled against his chest. His hands roam up and down my back. I never want to leave this place. I could lie right here forever.

  17

  Reed

  I really am a bastard. I should have given her a choice. I could have pulled out and not come inside of her. The thought had crossed my mind, but I only found myself thrusting harder into her. Wanting to give her all of me.

  She’s still sleeping on top of me. Her warm breath blows against my skin. All I can smell is sex and that sweet vanilla scent that is always around her.

  “Reed.” She moans my name in her sleep. A soft smile forms on her face. She trusts me. Thinks she’s safe here with me in my arms. But I just took her. Tried to get her pregnant so she couldn’t leave me. I lost count of how many times I’d come on her soft skin to then push it inside of her. I have no control when it comes to her.

  Her eyes slowly flicker open. “Hi,” she says shyly, her cheeks turning pink. All the things I’ve done to her and she still blushes.

  “You passed out on me.” I move a piece of hair out of her face.

  “I think that’s your fault.” She sits up and her nipples graze my chest as she kisses me. I dig my fingers into her hair, deepening the kiss.

  “Tinsley.” I groan her name when I feel her hand wrap around my cock.

  “Reed.” She gives me a teasing smile as she guides the head of my cock to her entrance.

  “Are you sore?” That’s the only thing that would get me to stop right now. I never want to hurt her.

  “I ache.” She sits up, coming all the way down on my cock. “That’s much better.”

  I grab her hips. It takes everything inside me to not flip her over and rut inside of her until she passes out again.

  She places her hands on my chest to balance herself as she slides up before dropping back down. Her perfectly round tits bounce with each movement. I really haven’t given them the attention I should. I’ll fix that next time. Right now is about Tinsley. She’s in control and taking what she wants.

  She lets out little moans as she picks up her speed. My balls draw up tight, already wanting to come inside her. I’m not sure how long I’m going to last. I release her hip and bring my thumb to her clit, stroking her. Her pussy clamps down around my cock as we both come together. She falls onto my chest. I wrap her in my arms, holding her tight as she tries to catch her breath. She hadn't tried to pull out either. Nor had she said one word about me coming inside of her.

  “This is so much better than anything I could have dreamed of.” She looks up at me. I brush a blond lock of hair out of her face.

  “Me too.” I trace her swollen lips with my thumb, making her smile. Then her stomach gives a loud growl, reminding me that I haven't fed her dinner. She giggles, dropping her face to my chest to hide.

  “I need to feed you.” I sit up, keeping her against me.

  “I don’t wanna. This is comfortable.” She pouts. Fuck she’s adorable.

  “We have all night, sweetheart. After we eat I promise we’ll be back in this bed.” Her whole face lights up before she gives me a quick kiss and jumps off my lap. I groan as my cock slips out of her tightness.

  “Is it normal to be this hard all the time?” She looks down at my cock.

  “I don’t know about anyone else, but it is for me when you’re around.”

  “Oh.” She bites her bottom lip as her cheeks tint pink.

  “We’ll need to get dressed or we’ll never make it through a meal.”

  “Right.” She laughs. “Meet you in the kitchen. I’m ordering us pizza.” She bends down, trying to give me a quick kiss, but I grab her around the back of the neck, stopping her so I can take my time and get a taste of her. I let her go. She holds her hands up and takes a few steps back. “At this rate we’ll never get out of here.”

  “Run.” I make a half-hearted grab for her. She dodges me as she runs from the bedroom. Her laughter fills the house as she goes. I sit on the side of the bed. My chest burns. I didn't know I could be this happy. How starved I’d been without Tinsley. I’ve moved through life like a grumpy asshole. I’ve been a bear with a thorn in my paw. I found pleasure in nothing because the one thing I wanted I thought I could never have. Now that I do have her there is the feeling of impending doom hanging over me. I haven’t been able to shake it.

  I have to tell her everything.
Talk to her about telling her parents too. Need to wipe the slate clean of anything that might try and pull us apart. Then I’ll be able to shake this feeling and not worry that at any moment my Tinsley could be gone. Because now that I’ve had a taste of her, I’d rather starve than have anything else. She is it for me. Always was and always will be my everything.

  I stand, making my way to my closet to get dressed. I head down the hallway, hearing Tinsley ordering pizza. I smile, knowing the order is going to be beyond ridiculous. I step into my office to turn off the light when my phone rings. I look down at it, seeing it’s Tinsley’s dad. Why the hell is he calling me? They always call her.

  “Fuck.”

  That bad feeling creeps back in. I won’t lose her. It’s too late. There’s no going back now.

  She is mine.

  18

  Tinsley

  I pull on some leggings and a sweater before I put my hair up in a knot. I stop to look at myself in the mirror. I feel different. That might sound crazy, but I do. I think I look a little different too. It might have something to do with the fact that I’ve never been happier in my life.

  Things are finally coming together. Reed loves me, and that’s all that matters at the end of the day. It’s funny how easily things can change. I touch my neck where I see a small love bite. They are pepped all over my breasts too. He couldn't keep his mouth off me. It felt like he was marking me.

  I grab my cell phone as I head toward the kitchen to go through the pizza takeout menus. I settle on the place around the corner, knowing they’ll be fast and they have my favorite white pie. I call in my order and while I’m at it I order a mix of a few things.

  I enjoy having a variety of things to pick from. When they ask about dessert, I can’t help but get that too. Who doesn’t want fresh zeppoles? I ask for extra powdered sugar. My mouth waters thinking about all the doughy goodness. Maybe I should eat those first. Reed is going to tease me when he sees how much food I ordered.