Even the Reap left.
I just stood there.
I knew we would all die one day. We’d all end up in a hole in a box. But until that moment came I had to fight. I had to fight for what I believed in and what I loved.
So I looked down at Linds. She touched my face.
“I’ll always love you,” she said to me as though she knew we weren’t going to see each other for some time after that moment.
“I’ll always love you,” I said back.
It wasn’t the most romantic place in the world - standing in a cemetery - but it was all I had with Linds.
She was there for me when I needed her the most.
Now I just needed to return the favor for the rest of my life.
28
(king)
*NOW*
I moved off the bed and was on my knees before my sweet Linds. My hands gently parted her legs. I watched her labia unfold like a flower in bloom. Nectar glistened against her body as she gripped the sheets tight, knowing that my rampant tongue could not be controlled. My tongue lapped up the wetness, knowing there would be plenty more to come. I slipped my hands up her body, demanding to touch her tits. I cupped her tits and ran my thumbs over her nipples, again and again, bringing them to a fully erect state. Then I eased my rough palms over them and held tight.
Linds bucked her hips at me as I introduced my tongue to her clit. I flicked up and down, again and again, bringing her body into full rhythm, matching my tongue. I gently turned my head a little, cutting my tongue left to right which was now up and down against her pussy. Bottom to top, I collected all her nectar, my mouth unable to get enough.
I brought my hands back down her body. My fingertips felt and re-memorized every inch of her body. Time had changed Linds, but trust me, it was all for the better. All those final pieces of the puzzle were put together making her all woman. My left hand moved around to her firm ass. My right hand touched her soft and smooth mound. Using my thumb, I pulled at the hood of her slit, peeling her back, exposing her clit and pink flesh even more. I took a break for a few seconds just to admire the sight before my eyes. I couldn’t lie - there were too many times in prison when I would think about Linds and her sweet pussy and I’d feel like I was losing my mind.
My thumb touched the pearl of her clit. I massaged in all directions, watching the way her body reacted.
“King,” she groaned. “Yes, King…”
“That’s right,” I growled. “I’m your fucking King. Forever.”
Linds looked at me. “Forever. My King.”
I quickly put my mouth back to her pussy. I was hungry this time. But now I was her orgasm. I wanted her cum. Right. Fucking. Now.
My tongue went back to work on her clit, knowing just how she liked it. I could make Linds come in a minute, which was exactly what I did.
Sucking against her soft, sopping folds brought her ass of the bed. She rocked her hips against my mouth right up until she started to reach her climax. That’s when she froze in place. Her grip fierce on the sheets, pulling at them. Her head fell back as she let out a groan. I swore that her pussy started to quiver against my touch a moment before she came. The tip of my tongue raced top to bottom, bottom to top, curling around her clit.
“King!” she cried out as her hips bucked forward one more time.
I put both my hands to her ass then and held her, devouring her as she came. I lifted and lowered her pussy against my tongue, making sure that every last little drop of her sweet cum did not go to waste.
When she was finished, I kissed up to her belly button. My tongue swirled around once and then I pulled away. I then gently kissed up her body, pausing at her left breast. I lovingly tugged at her nipple and then stood up.
“We’re not done yet, sweetie,” I whispered.
I reached for her hands and pulled her off the bed. She started to stand but that’s not what I fucking wanted. I quickly put my hands to her shoulders, putting her on her knees. My cock was raging hard, I was already halfway to losing my load.
“It’s your turn, sweetie,” I said and ran a hand through her hair. “I want you to taste my cum.”
Linds looked up at me. With her right hand, she grabbed the bottom of my shaft. Then she said, “Anything for my King.”
I never saw anything so good before in my life. The look of her lips easing over the thick head of my cock. The way she cradled my shaft, the way her fingers weren’t able to fully grip me because of my girth. She propped herself up higher on her knees, all prim and proper with her mouth full of my dick.
Linds guided herself halfway down my shaft and then let out a groan and started to pull back.
I dug my hand into the back of her soft hair. My other hand reached down and touched her breasts one at a time.
“Fuck, sweetie, that’s so good,” I said.
Linds came off my dick. Her tongue then swirled around the head of my cock. I glistened with her spit. Her tongue flicked up and down against me, trying to tease me, but she was the one getting teased.
“Don’t stop until your mouth is full of my cum,” I said. “Got that?”
“Yes, King,” she purred at me.
Her mouth went right back to work. This time she meant business. Sucking me up and down my shaft, her lips scaling back and forth, looking just as sexy as when her other lips clung to my shaft.
Her right hand descended down the bottom of my shaft and touched my balls. Her small little hand trying to hold my firm and full sack. Her other hand then grabbed at the root of my cock and started to pump me. Now she had everything going in full fucking motion and it felt fucking beautiful.
I let out a deep growl and bent my knees a little, settling right in.
I started to thrust at Linds’s perfect mouth. I wanted to test her depths, see how much she really did trust me. I spread my fingers wide at the back of her head. I pulled my cock back, almost all the way out of her mouth.
“Get ready for me, sweetie,” I said, looking down at those beautiful dark eyes that had captivated me for years.
I pressed forward watching my cock enter her mouth again. This time I didn’t stop myself. I kept going. Inch by inch she continued to take me. Her lips reached the hand stroking my thick root and she flattened her hand against my pubes.
I wasn’t done yet.
I pressed some more, my hand to the back of her head, thrusting gently forward. Her eyes shut and I could feel the inside of her mouth quivering as she was reaching her breaking point. I felt the ridged head of my cock playing at the back of her throat. Any movement she made inside her mouth and throat squeezed tight against the head of my cock.
I let out a long hiss, feeling the urge to come grow stronger.
I finally eased up on Linds and slowly took my cock from her mouth. She pulled away and let out a sexy gasp. Her cheeks were burning a deep red color. Her hand went right back to work on my cock.
“I’m right there, sweetie,” I said. “Take it all.”
Linds attacked my dick like she hadn’t had nourishment in days. She moved back and forth on me, fast, perfect, bringing me to the edge within seconds. I gritted my teeth and sucked in a breath, trying to hold back. I had the fingertips of both hands to her shoulders, pulling and pushing, feeling my shaft reaching a point where I wouldn’t be able to control it.
And when that moment hit, I grunted as her lips slid down my shaft. When she pulled back, the first spurt of cum shot out of my cock and into her mouth. Linds stopped and groaned, swallowing it, her mouth still full, ready for more.
Then came the next spurt… and another… and another… and a-fucking-nother.
She eased up and back on my shaft, working with my pulsing cock, taking all my seed, letting it coat her tongue, mouth, throat, swallowing when she had no choice but to do so.
She slowed down and finally stopped at the head of my cock, sucking as hard as she could, both of her hands on my shaft, still stroking, using her spit and my cum as lube. Fuck, she coaxed eve
ry little bit of cum out of me, right to the point where my balls felt like they were tied in a knot, unable to throw anything else at her.
I couldn’t remember the last time a woman sucked me dry like that before.
“Fuck,” I groaned when she took her mouth from me.
Linds climbed up and sat on the bed, breathing heavy.
My cock just hung there, wet, throbbing, far from being done for the night.
But I knew what needed to happen next.
We needed to talk. I needed to tell her everything I knew.
I reached and touched her face, tracing a line to her chin, forcing her to look up at me.
“Sweetie,” I whispered. “Are you sure you want to know all of this?”
Linds nodded. “Yes, King. I have to know. So I can ready my heart to be broken again by you.”
29
(lindsey)
*NOW*
I was tangled up in the covers with King. Our naked bodies touching. My fingers slowly moving along the hard muscle of his body. My head resting against his wide chest. The first time I ever put my head to King’s chest he did not have the muscle he had now. Time and experience gave him the chiseled body I was cuddled close with. But there was so much he had lost in that same time also.
King touched my back, moving his hand up and down.
“I don’t know who Anderson exactly is,” he said after already telling me that the man outside my apartment and in Aunt Jane’s was named Anderson. “But he was able to work a deal to get me out. He wants me to bring down Uncle Jakey. He wants dirt on the Reap but I don’t think that’s his main concern. He wants Uncle Jakey. And the thing is… I can’t help but wonder what the real truth is. Anderson keeps hinting about Tito.”
“Your brother?” I asked. I looked up at King.
“Yeah. There’s information there, sweetie. So I’m trying to play all these sides.”
“But you told the Reap about Anderson, right?”
“Of course I did,” he said. “I’m not a fucking rat. I love that club. I love all those guys in it.”
“So when this all explodes, you’re going to end up in prison or dead,” I said.
“I’m going to fight to prevent that,” King said. “If there’s evidence out there that I didn’t murder the guy that killed Tito, then I’m good. I did my time. If I have to do more, fine. But I’ll fight until my last breath.”
I swallowed hard. “And me?”
“What about you, sweetie?”
“How am I supposed to survive like this? Constantly wondering what you’re doing. Why. Where. This whole fucking story of ours…”
“A story that isn’t done yet,” King said. “You know that, sweetie. I’m going to do everything I can to make sure you get the happy ending you’ve always wanted.”
I propped myself up so I was eye level with him. “That’s the thing, King, I’ve been waiting for so many years. I’ve told myself that with you it’s forever. Yet when you’re gone I find myself trying to find someone to replace you. But nobody could replace you. You’re fucking Kingston. The man I love.” I touched his rough face. I stared into his venomous snake eyes. “And if I love you, I lose everything. I end up making bad decisions and end up hurting myself and other people. Then other people hurt me.”
King had his right hand to my ribs. He had a firm grip. A commanding grip. A grip that said mine.
“I can’t make promises, sweetie,” King said. “I know that’s what you want. But if I make a promise that I can’t keep then I’m no better than that asshole that took a swing at you. I’m giving it to you straight, Linds. That’s the only way I’ve known how to do this. Straight. You know that. We’ve been on this roller coaster and I know you’re feeling sick. My stomach feels it. My heart feels it, sweetie. I spent hours in prison thinking about you. There were times when I’d get so angry. I’d tell myself that you were okay. That you met a nice guy. A good job. A house. Maybe even a family. But then I’d get enraged with anger. I’d get so fucking mad thinking about it. Because that was supposed to be me. At the same time, if that was our fate, then so be it. I battled that shit every single day, Linds. Now I’m out. I got a chance to figure this thing out. To find truths that are lingering. To have a chance to make things right.”
“I don’t understand how it all works though,” I said. “How are you going to help this Anderson guy but not hurt the Reap? Same the other way. I’m scared for you, King. So scared for you.”
“And every second we waste worrying or being scared is a second wasted that we could be feeling something good for each other. Making memories. Making moments. Taking this time that we have in front of us.”
I groaned and kissed his chest. “I don’t like when you say things like that. I know you’re right. I just want it all fixed.”
“What do you want fixed?”
“Everything. I want Aunt Jane to never rush and marry Jim. I want you and I to have had that first summer and every summer after. I want your brother to not choose the path he did. I want you… maybe I want you with a normal job.”
King nodded. He touched my chin and leaned down to kiss me. “I love you for that. And I know if you had the capability you would go back and change everything. That means a lot to me. But here’s the harsh truth, sweetie. We can’t go back. We can only go forward. Right now, I’m staring into the eyes of the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met. I’ve watched you turn from girl to woman. I’ve held you during your best times and your worst times. I’ve hurt you. You’ve hurt me. Yet we end up right here like this.”
“Naked?”
“Sure,” he said with a grin.
“That’s only because I love your cock.”
King raised an eyebrow. “Filthy mouth.”
I slithered up his body and kissed him. “I know you’re right. Thank you for telling me everything. It makes sense now. Should I be worried about this Anderson guy?”
“I don’t know. You’re going to keep close to me. I have to talk to Uncle Jakey and then the Reap will vote on our next move. Don’t worry about that shit though. Take advantage of right now. I’m here.”
“You’re here,” I whispered. “Really here.”
“I’m going to do everything I can to make sure I never leave.”
“I believe that.”
“Good girl,” King said with a sly grin.
I was tired but I knew we weren’t going to bed anytime soon.
King stepped into the shower behind me. His left hand touched my belly. His right hand touched my lower back and he started to move down, cutting between my cheeks. My body shivered and I jumped when his finger pressed against a mostly forbidden area. That’s when his left hand slid down the front of my body. Two fingers gently touched my wet slit.
“Fucking mine,” King growled at me a second before his lips touched my neck.
I melted right there on the spot.
There was no better way to start the morning than that.
King’s two fingers dug into my pussy, his thumb resting against my clit. From behind I felt one of his thick fingers pressing, making me thrust forward against his fingers. When I pulled back, his finger was there against my hole, ever-so-softly starting to open me there.
The pressure and penetration was so fucking intense.
It was perfect.
I reached back and grabbed at his legs, wanting to find his big cock to play with.
But King wouldn’t allow it. He pressed his body tight to mine. I could feel the steel girth of his shaft against my back, thickening with each passing second.
“All fucking mine,” King said to me. “Say it to me, sweetie.”
“All fucking yours,” I said with a groan. I leaned forward and put my hands to the wall. The shower water pounded against my back. My ass thrust back against his touch. He was a fingertip inside me from behind and two fingers deep in my pussy. “All fucking yours, King.”
“That’s just what I wanted to hear,” he said.
Wit
h that, his hands moved away from my holes and he gripped my hips tight. He pulled me right to him, letting me feel the engorged head of his cock as he teased it against my pussy. One good thrust forward and he was halfway inside me. I cried out, my voice bouncing off the shower tile.
It felt so fucking good.
He thrust again, finishing the rest of his cock off, plowing deep inside me. He held there, staying steady, but he rocked my hips left to right, grinding me against him. My pussy ached and felt pulses of warm tingling pleasure that forced me to my toes. With just one thrust of his cock after the first one I was already on the verge of climax. No man should have that kind of power, but King did. My body was helpless to his touch. I was forever completely under his command and control.
As he fucked me in the shower, our grunts and groans met in the air. The sound of wet skin slapping together echoed even louder. I pushed against the wall, fucking back at him, wanting it harder and wanting it as deep as he could reach. King had found a way to unlock a new wild desire inside me, one I didn’t know existed. His cock was the key and my heart was the destiny.
His hands slid up my wet body and around, cupping my hanging breasts. He stayed right there with me, fucking faster by the second. I could only stare down, looking at his feet compared to mine. Seeing him standing behind me, feeling the wildness of his cock.
I opened my mouth to let out a needed yell but my breath was stolen by another orgasm. The collision of pleasure and pressure from deep in my core. The way it exploded and sent the pleasure everywhere. Not just between my legs, but the pleasure racing up to my breasts, my head, my legs, even down to my toes. The greatest pleasure I’d ever known.
“Get ready for your King,” he growled.
His lips touched the top of my back. Then his teeth grazed my skin. He grunted each time he pounded forward. He was fucking me like we were animals. And then he started to come. Pressing forward and stopping for a second so the first pulse of cum could splash against my womb. Then he started to fuck me again. Throbbing the entire time, his cum filling me to the brim and back.
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