A Man Who Knows What He Wants Box Set 5

by Flora Ferrari

  And soon we’ll be joined together forever.

  As she slides out of her clothes, the last thing that separate our nude bodies from each other, I feel the heat burn in my eyes and the fire in hers as she watches me watching her.

  I watch as her breasts come free from her bra taking in the sight of her perfectness, but when she slides those panties down and I can see her pussy glistening in the candlelight I can’t wait any longer.

  I slide onto the bed and on top of her in one movement, my mouth finding hers.

  The light provides just enough so I can see her beauty as my hand slides across her smooth perfect skin which radiates with an amber glow from the candles.

  Could this be any more perfect as two people both share their first time?

  Absolutely not. Impossible.

  And impossible are the odds that were stacked against us, and the odds we’ve overcome to bet together here and now.

  I take her breast in one hand and run my other down her spine feeling her back arch in my hand as our mouths devour each other’s.

  I kiss her neck wildly, then slow down trying to nibble my way up to her earlobe fighting the urge to slam my cock inside her right now and release the pain in my balls that’s building with so much pressure I feel like I’m about to explode.

  And I need to explode inside her. Deep inside her and plant my juices ensuring our family starts growing right away. Planting my seed and watching it grow just like the trees that made this cabin we’re in and surround it on all four sides. It’s natural and it’s perfect.

  My mouth makes my way down her body, toned but soft and feminine at the same time.

  I flip her over and playfully bite her ass. As I pull away I see small teeth marks and hear her giggle, the marks disappearing immediately but my desire to do it again lasting.

  I bite down on the other cheek, but this time it’s a bit harder and a moan escapes her.

  I grab her hips and flip her like the nothingness her weight is in my hands. She’s weightless to me and I’m able to do as I please with her with no physical effort expended at all…because I’m saving it so I can unleash inside her.

  And inside her is exactly where my tongue dives as her back hits the sheets.

  I taste her sweetness and my eyes close, rolling back in my head as I inhale deeper than I ever have before…my nose buried in her wetness smelling her freshness which I will soon take for my own.

  I flick my tongue and then slide it back before pushing it in again then running it up her folds and around her clit watching her writhe on the sheets, taking fistfuls balled up in her hands as her body moves in a strange yet beautiful and uncontrolled rhythm as she tries to will my mouth deeper inside her, my tongue circling her nub.

  I flick again and feel her body tense and then pull back.

  “I was so close,” she moans. “You had me right at the edge…and I want to go over. Need to go over.”

  “We go over together,” I say sliding up and lining my tip at her entrance.

  Her hands grab my hips her fingernails burying into my skin the sensation eliciting a deep moan from within me…it’s uncontrollable, lustful, and claiming of her.

  And claim her I will.

  She breathes out hard through her nose and her movements continue but this time it’s not my tongue she’s desperately trying to will inside her, it’s my length.

  I look down at my size wondering how I could get even bigger still. I’m already big to start with but clearly more than ten inches at this point and it’s all hers.

  “Can you handle all of this?”

  I feel her hands move across my groin and cup my balls before running up my shaft.

  “Oh my god yes. All of it,” she says, but I know it’s going to take time.

  Two virgins may not know much about sex but we know about caring, thoughtfulness, meaning and the idea of giving yourself to one another.

  And this is way too much to give to her for her first time, but I’m floored she’s willing to give all of her pussy to me because she knows how badly I want it, regardless if it’s too much for her to take.

  “I’ll be gentle…or as gentle as I can, but you’ve awoken the animal in me.”

  “Be how you are. That’s how I want you,” she says. “Give me all I can take and I will take everything I can and if it takes time for me to fit all of you inside me then that’s what I’ll do.”

  “We have all the time in the world, beautiful. You’ll take me all in time, but first we have to start with what we can.”

  “Can you stop talking and put your cock inside me? Please. I love your words but I want to feel you. No more talking. Just you inside me.”

  I take one final deep breath knowing there’s no going back from this point forward. Celebrating my desire to wait until the perfect woman came along and so damn glad I did.

  I look at her body laid out underneath me so close to being mine…just seconds, or less away.

  And now it’s time.

  I flex my ass back and then forward bringing my hips along for the ride as my dick slides inside her and suddenly everything in the world is right.

  I stop just holding it there feeling her walls tighten around me.

  “Oh my god. Oh my god,” she says.

  Look who’s talking now? My aggression to take her coming out in my mind but I know I can’t. She’s too tight and that includes being too tight for me too.

  If I push forward now it will send me to an immediate orgasm ruining our first experience.

  I want this to last. Need this to last. I’m living in the moment and the moment is now as I slide back, not quite exiting her making sure to keep that connection between the head of my cock and her walls, feeling her folds along my shaft.

  I breathe in deep and enter her again.

  She moans and her back arches up at the perfect height for my hands to slide underneath her, squeezing her juicy ass hard and pulling her closer toward me driving my dick even deeper inside her wetness.

  “Fuck!” I say as I pull back my cock aching to feel her walls wrapped around it again like the perfect fit that it is.

  I slide back in and even with my fingers firmly planted on her ass, burying into her skin, she manages to flex that ass moving her hips with it putting our bodies into a rhythm that can’t be stopped.

  We fuck like it’s a mating dance between two feral beasts…side to side, in and out, in deeper strokes and then shorter thrusts until eventually it’s an all out fuckfest and I don’t know which way is up, where I am, what time it is or even if this is real.

  And then the realness of it all hits me…

  “I’m coming!” she yells.

  Her screams of joy tell me I’ve pleased her as I’ve set out to do, this time with no plans to pull back as when I had my mouth on her opening. My dick freezes in place and I feel my balls pull up as her pussy clamps down and I immediately explode inside her with an out of body experience greater than anything I’ve ever felt before.

  The first spurt is violent and I know voluminous, but her body absorbs it all. I feel a second pump, followed by a third, and then a fourth, as my dick is milked by her walls the head of my cock caressed by her G-Spot as it moves inside her.

  I watch as her body shakes and mine flexes and trembles nearly matching hers until suddenly we’re both through.

  I collapse on top of her, my dick staying inside and I take her face in my hands and kiss her hard.

  “I fucking love you so much,” I say.

  “I love you so fucking much,” she says.

  Neither of us is prone to bad language but our words are far from bad…they’re simply uncontrollable.

  That’s what happens when you know you’ve just made love for the first time with the one.

  You realize all the control you thought you had in this world was bullshit as you hand that control over to the hands of the other.

  And she knows with absolute certainty that I will protect and honor that gift that she’s
given me, that power that she’s handed me, and I know she will do the same.

  Because we’re perfect for each other.

  I feel a final twitch and release inside her and feel her body jump.

  “Wow. I thought you were finished,” she says realizing I’m still filling her deeply.

  “When it comes to you I’m never finished. Never satiated. I will always want more and I’ll never be able to get enough no matter how hard I try…and I plan on giving it my all for the rest of my life.”

  “Our live,” she says.

  “Ours. Together as one,” I say.

  Chapter Twelve

  Anastasia

  I stand behind Maddox as he knocks on the front door to my house.

  It’s strange being back here already. It seems like I just left and I pretty much just did.

  And that’s not going to make much sense to my dad. It will look like this was planned all along, which it wasn’t.

  Yes, I had hopes but did I ever think they’d come true? Not likely and certainly not this fast.

  But what would have made even less sense was for Maddox to come down here by himself. He offered to talk to my dad numerous times on his own, but I insisted. If I want to be treated like an adult the first step in that is acting like one.

  And letting Maddox handle the “dirty work” all by himself would be pretty childish.

  The door opens and my dad looks at us with a confused look on his face which quickly turns into a smile.

  “Did you two get into a fight? Then again isn’t that the purpose of all that training?” My dad laughs at his own joke first, and we don’t even really try and offer a courtesy laugh.

  There’s no point in sugar coating this. We want to get right down to it.

  “Larry, I need to tell you something,” Maddox says.

  “Is everything okay?” my dad’s confused look reappears.

  “Yeah. More than okay. That’s why we’re here.”

  “Is that Maddox, honey?” I hear my moms voice from upstairs.

  “Yes, dear. He’s got something to tell us. He looks serious.”

  “I’ll be right down!”

  I hear my mom scrambling and some sort of shuffling around before suddenly she appears in the upstairs hallway and is bounding down the steps.

  “She didn’t interrupt your training did she?” my dad asks.

  “Not at all. Well, not exactly.”

  My dad shoots me an angry look and I try and just stay calm until the bomb gets dropped.

  “Hey Maddox,” my mom says offering up a hug. Maddox’s arms engulf my tiny mom as he gives her the appropriate neck hug, like he would the wife of his best friend.

  “What’s going on Maddox?” my dad asks.

  “You might want to take a seat first,” Maddox says motioning towards the couch.

  My parents oblige and Maddox and I stay standing. It’s strange but I can’t help but notice our dominant position compared to theirs. I love my parents to death and respect the heck out of them, but there’s something weird about the first time you have news you know can really affect them and also when you’re standing and they’re sitting when it comes time to deliver it.

  But that’s part of the package that comes with being around Maddox. When he says something people just seem to fall in line. We as humans pretend we’re evolved and sophisticated and all that jazz, but when it comes down to it we get primitive pretty quick. And in the animal kingdom that is Los Angeles he’s the biggest, baddest alpha on the block. He’s got the brains and the brawn and when he talks his voice echoes and resonates in a way you just don’t think twice about questioning it.

  “I’m in love with your daughter,” he says, pulling no punches. What did I expect?

  “Uhhh!” my mom gasps her hands coming up to her face.

  “Wha…whaaa…what did you say?” my dad says.

  “I’m in love with your daughter and she’s in love with me. This isn’t something we planned or something we did behind your back. That’s why we’re here. It happened so fast and we’d rather you know right away than find out later. You’re the first to know, except maybe the guys at camp who can see the attraction that happened instantly. Although it really started at the barbecue last month.”

  “I knew it!” my mom says. “I could sense it. I told you, Larry,”

  My dad takes in a deep breath and pats the top of my mom’s hands trying to calm her.

  And then he looks right at me, dead in the eyes.

  “Is this true?” he asks.

  I nod. “Yes,” I say.

  “So let me get this straight. My best friend…supposedly…is in love, his words not mine, with my eighteen-year-old daughter…the girl who’s not even half his age. The girl who’s twenty years younger than he is. Is that your story? Is that what you two are telling me?”

  “Yes, that’s right,” Maddox says.

  My dad stands. “Get the fuck out of my house! Both of you!” he says pointing to the door.

  Maddox said this might happen and well…it did.

  We do exactly what he said we should do.

  We turn and go peacefully. For a big guy who makes money with his fists he says violence is almost never the answer, especially in a case like this where we’re sure to regret it later. I looked at him sideways when he first told me that but it makes sense. He explained that he is a performer selling very real violence that allows the audience to live vicariously through him. It sounded strange at first but once I processed it it made complete sense.

  We live in a world of political correctness and manners. We make compromises all day long in the name of social harmony and getting along. There’s only so much of this you can take and then you snap, but snapping and going to jail is a lot worse than cutting loose for a few hours at an MMA fight watching guys pummel each other, if you’re lucky strangely enough, and then that pent up aggression fades and you can return to “normal” life.

  But telling this kind of information to your parents may never qualify as normal and it sure isn’t normal now.

  We leave the house and are back in Maddox Jeep and headed out of the city and back to Bear Lake right away.

  Right now the sanctity and peace of the mountains is exactly what we need.

  And Maddox doesn’t need any distractions before his final fight. And I certainly don’t want to cause him any stress, especially at this time in his life.

  It’s my job to support him just like he supported me in front of my parents right now…or more accurately how he took the lead with them.

  And as confused as I am at the moment I do know I’m making the right choice and one of the many reasons why is because he is exactly that…a leader.

  And leaders lead from the front and I trust his decision and know they’ll lead to the kind of life we both want.

  And he assured me my parents will come around in time. I believe him and I trust him.

  Because I love him more than anything on earth.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Maddox

  Two weeks later

  I hear my song and step out of the dressing room with my crew.

  We’re in downtown L.A. at the Staples Center and it’s fight night. My fight night.

  The one I’ve worked my entire life for, and the last time I’ll step inside the ring.

  And while I make my way down the aisle as the crowd chants, “May-hem, May-hem, May-hem,” it’s not what’s inside the ring right now that counts, but what’s on the outside of it.

  Her.

  She’s in my corner tonight both literally and figuratively.

  I’ve got my team on the ropes and she’s right there behind them in the first row on the corner supporting me as she’s been doing these past two weeks.

  Pushing me. Making me work harder than I’ve ever worked before. And giving me the one thing I never had in all my years of training.

  Love.

  All these years I’d just pushed and pushed and pushed and when
I couldn’t push anymore I’d down about four espressos and keep on pushing.

  That was the old way.

  Now there’s the new way I’ve learned thanks to her.

  Work hard as hard as you can but when you’re done unwind all that energy in your mind and body with the one you can’t get enough of. It takes my mind completely off the upcoming fight. No stress like in all the other matches in my career.

  But I can’t lie there is one bit of stress, or more appropriately…disappointment.

  I’ve always had my best friend Larry walk out with me for my matches in Southern California and Vegas. It’s our tradition, but tonight that will be broken.

  We’re about half way down the aisle when I hear my security guard.

  “Out the way!” He reaches for a man who’s just jumped the railing and is wearing the color red, the same color I always wear on my shorts.

  But this isn’t any man.

  “Stop! He’s with us,” I say.

  I feel Larry’s arm around my neck and I wrapped my glove hand around his waist. I’m already covered in a light sweat from my shadow boxing backstage, but he doesn’t care…not one bit.

  “You know I wasn’t going to miss this.”

  “And break our streak of doing this together.”

  “Our lifetime streak,” he says and extends a fist to me, which I promptly fist bump.

  With Larry by my side and my woman in my corner I’m invincible.

  Even if I were to lose I’ve already won.

  But there’s no way I’m losing tonight. I’ve got the most important people in my life by my side and that’s all the inspiration I need.

  Not three minutes later the judge is announcing the rules and we’re staring down.

  I literally laugh at the stare down, filled with confidence and knowing I’m completely unbeatable tonight.

  The bell rings and he comes right at me…and into a fist that stops the fight at seven seconds breaking the previous record of thirteen held by another legend of our sport.

  But today I’m the legend. As the judge holds my hand high the realization that I’ve finished my career undefeated hits me.