Breaking Bad: 14 Tales of Lawless Love

by Koko Brown

  Fuck the shit out of Miss Tamryn Smith.

  FIVE

  Seamus dragged Tam out of the club and along the corridor until they came to the elevators. She had to practically run to keep up with his quick strides. When he’d approached her table she had instinctively known that he’d come for her. She’d be a fool if she didn’t acknowledge the spark between the two of them. Her attraction toward this man was exciting and scary at the same time. She’d already figured that he was a dangerous man by what she’d already witnessed but it was apparent his reputation proceeded him.

  “Did you have to hit him like that?” she broke the silence as they waited for the elevator door to open.

  He didn’t answer her question.

  “Can you at least let go of my wrist?” She attempted to yank herself out of his hold, but his grip remained tight. It held on to her as if he didn’t want to let go.

  Seamus didn’t release her until they were at the top level. He had to press a code into the panel in order for the doors to open. This was a part of the building none of the other hostesses or clients had access to. It was apparent that this was a private penthouse suite but she didn’t understand why Seamus had access to this one when the clients were able to take the hostesses to private rooms on the lower levels, unless…

  It all made sense. This was his place. No wonder Natalia reluctantly accepted Tam into her employment if Seamus was the boss, but the way Jason and Harry had spoken to him they didn’t seem to be aware.

  “The Devil’s Den belongs to you?” she asked, looking around his elaborate surroundings.

  Seamus walked to his bar and poured himself a drink. Once again, he ignored her question.

  “If you’re not going to speak, then I don’t see the point in me being here. You may own this place but that doesn’t mean I have to be here with you. I was told that we have the right to refuse a client.”

  He put his glass on the bar and smirked. There was something almost devilish about him when he did that. “But you won’t.”

  Tam folded her arms across her chest. “And why not? What do you think will stop me from turning around and walking out right now?”

  “Well,” Seamus finally spoke, “the obvious reason would be the fact that you need a code to operate the elevator at this level. “The other one is that you don’t want to.”

  His answer shocked her. “Oh, and what makes you think that?”

  Seamus came from behind the bar and began to slowly walk toward her like a jungle cat stalking its prey. His deep blue gaze never wavered from her face. “It’s the same reason your panties are wet.”

  “My panties aren’t—”

  In one swift movement, he captured her in his arms. Without warning, he slid his hand up her thigh and slipped his hands inside her G-string. Tam was so caught off guard she gave no thought to resist, especially when he slipped his middle finger inside her pussy. Slowly he worked the digit in and out of her channel until she could hear the slushy sound of her juices flowing. Tam gripped his shoulders to keep her balance.

  Seamus added another finger and pumped harder with each stroke. When his thumb grazed her clit, Tam nearly lost it. She began to shake because she was so close. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d gotten off like this. But then he did the unthinkable.

  Seamus removed his hands and grinned. “You were saying?”

  Tam panted to catch her breath. She didn’t know whether to be upset because he’d fingered her to near completion or that he’d stopped. Either way, she realized that she couldn’t let this continue or else this man would have her on the ground with her legs behind her ears. She turned but then remembered that he said she’d need a code to get out.

  Seamus wrapped his arms around her with her back flush to the hard wall of his chest. She felt an impressively thick erection pressing against her bottom. He cupped her breasts and nibbled her ear. “As you can tell, Tamryn, I like to cut to the chase. From the moment I saw you, I felt something between us. I was in denial at first but I’m through fighting this attraction I have for you. And I know you feel it too. It’s why your nipples are hard. You’re excited just thinking about me doing this.” He yanked her dress down. Because it had a built-in bra, she was now naked from the waist up. Seamus gripped each nipple between his forefingers and thumbs and twisted as he pressed hot hungry kisses against her neck.

  He played with her nipples and sucked on her bare shoulder and gave her love bites. A moan escaped her lips, and the incredible heat she’d felt between her legs had returned with a vengeance. Her pussy was already damp from his previous invasion but she could feel her juices slide down the inside of her thighs. She pushed her ass against his cock. Seamus was right. What was the point of fighting this? She had been prepared to have sex with some random client tonight, someone she wasn’t nearly as attracted to, but with Seamus, she felt sexually alive.

  Despite having lived on the streets, sex wasn’t something that she’d taken lightly. She’d seen how selling one’s body over a long period of time affected the ladies on the street. Some of them who hadn’t been addicts when they’d started had numbed themselves from the reality of what they did for a living by taking drugs. She’d had a couple of lovers over the years but none of her encounters had been quite like this.

  Seamus was doing things to her body that made her eyes roll in the back of her head.

  “You like that, baby?” He ran his tongue along the pulse of her throat before biting down on the part where her shoulder and neck met.

  She cried out. It hurt a bit but it still felt so good.

  “Touch me,” she pleaded, wanting to feel his fingers in her pussy again. She squirmed beneath his touch, unable to keep still.

  Seamus chuckled. “I knew you’d feel like this, taste like this. Beg like this.” He released one aching breast and slid his hand down the center of her body before yanking up her dress until it pulled at her waist. He then pushed the crotch of her panties aside and pushed two fingers inside of her, aggressively fucking her with his long digits.

  “Yes, just like that. Harder. Faster. Deeper,” she commanded rubbing her bottom against his dick which seemed even hotter than before.

  “You’re so fucking tight. It’s going to feel so good wrapped around my cock. Would you like that? Do you want me inside of you?”

  “God, yes,” she groaned. She was well and truly his willing captive. She wanted nothing more than to be stretched by his thickness.

  Tam whimpered when he removed his fingers from her pussy. When she would have turned around to face him, he held her steady.

  “Place your hands against the wall. I want to take you just like this.” Seamus positioned Tam until she was bent over slightly and her palms were splayed against the wall. He rubbed her rear before slapping one sensitive cheek. She gasped in surprise.

  “I like the way your ass jiggles. For such a slender woman, you have quite a generous backside. I’m going to enjoy watching your ass bounce as I take you from behind.

  Her knees went weak and it took a considerable amount of energy to not melt onto the floor. His dirty words mixed with that slight lilt of his was driving her wild. She heard him unbuckle his pants before she felt his shaft pressing against her entrance.

  “Spread your legs a little further apart, love.” Seamus pressed his tip inside of her making Tam groan. He felt even thicker than she originally thought he was.

  Slowly he eased himself into her pussy, inch by excruciatingly delicious inch. She felt so full and her walls were practically screaming as she clenched herself around him.

  “Damn. Your cunt is so tight. You’re making it hard for me not to cum right here and now, aren’t you?” He slapped her ass again before threading is fingers through her hair and grabbing a handful of it in a tight grip. With his other hand, he grasped her hip and he began to move in and out of her, slowly at first before he found his rhythm.

  “You like that, baby? Because I sure as hell do. I can’t remember if
I’ve ever had pussy this tight before. You know you’re mine now, don’t you?”

  Tam could only moan, reveling in the decadent sensation of his dick conquering every inch of her pussy. He yanked her hair and slapped her ass. “Don’t you?” he demanded again, gruffly.

  “Yes!” she cried out.

  “Damn right you do. You were mine from the time I first saw you. And don’t you forget it.” And with that Seamus picked up the pace and fucked her like a man possessed and Tam loved every single second of it.

  “Seamus, I’m so close,” she cried out.

  “Then come for me, love. Don’t hold back.”

  When Tam’s release hit, her knees did give out on her, but Seamus was quick enough to wrap his arm around her waist and hold her up. He pulled her against him and began to suck on her neck. That’s it, love. Let go.”

  He held on to her as Tam slowly came down from her orgasmic high. “That was…” she couldn’t finish. There weren’t any words sufficient enough to describe how she felt.

  Seamus turned her around, his dick slipping wetly from her sheath as he did so. He then swept her in his arms. “If you think I’m done with you, then you’re sadly mistaken.”

  He carried her across the suite to the bedroom and placed her in the middle of the bed. She saw that he was still fully clothed except for his cock hanging out of his pants. It looked just impressive as it had felt. She was almost glad that she hadn’t seen it first or else she would have had concerns about it fitting inside of her.

  Seamus quickly undressed and joined her on the bed. The quick glance that she’d gotten of his body made Tam’s mouth water. The man was sheer perfection. Wasting no time, he pulled her legs over his shoulders and plowed into her. She wasn’t sure where he’d gotten his stamina but she feared that she might not be able to keep up. And just as that thought crossed her mind, he gave her a devilish grin as he looked down at her, “I hope you’re up for an all-nighter because this is only the beginning.”

  SIX

  Seamus was woken by the sound of his phone ringing. He remembered it was in his pants pocket which he’d discarded by the bed. No one called him in the morning unless it was urgent. He leaned off his bed and reached for his pants and retrieved the phone. By the time he was able to get to it, his cell had stopped ringing. He looked at the screen to see that the mysterious caller had been Natalia. What the hell did she want? He would see her on his way out; in the meantime, his dick was hard again.

  He looked over to see Tam curled up into a ball at the other end of the bed. Seamus slipped out of bed and went to the bathroom. After relieving himself, his dick was still hard. He probably should have left Tam alone, after all, he’d fucked her several times the night before, only giving her a short amount of time in between each round to recover. She’d have plenty of time to rest later. For now, he wanted her and his plan was to get her out of his system and if it took fucking her until he was no longer physically capable then so be it.

  Seamus grabbed a washcloth and wet it with warm soapy water before cleaning himself. He tossed it into the hamper and then dampened another one and headed back to the room. Crawling on the bed, he gently turned Tamryn onto her back. He took this moment to study her while she was unaware. Her makeup was smeared and her hair was messy. Her lips were kiss-swollen and he saw the slight abrasions around her neck where he’d given her several love bites, yet he’d never seen a more beautiful sight.

  Seamus tweaked one blackberry colored nipple, bringing it to life. She released a moan but remained asleep. “Seamus,” she whispered.

  A smile touched his lips. It was nice to know she was thinking about him in her sleep. He could watch her like this forever. As soon as that thought entered his head, however, he quickly pushed it out of his mind. This was just sex, nothing more. She was no different than the other whores that worked here. Hadn’t she already proved the kind of person she was by stealing from him?

  The fact that he’d kept her in his bed until the morning was something out of character for him. He refused to allow her to make this something that it wasn’t. At first, he felt a bit guilty at the thought of waking her when she’d had so little sleep, but he wanted her again. It was after all, what she was being paid for.

  More roughly than he’d originally intended, her pushed her legs apart. Her pussy lips were puffy and caked with the mixture of her dried juices and his cum. Seamus took the washcloth and cleaned her off. She started to moan and gyrate but her eyes remained closed. Seamus knew exactly how to wake her up. Once he’d cleaned her up to his satisfaction, he settled between her thighs and spread her wide before diving in face first.

  She tasted divine. He stroked and licked her with his tongue, exploring every single inch of her cunt.

  “Seamus,” she moaned. “What are you doing?” Tamryn’s voice was husky from the sleep she was obviously trying to shake off.

  He raised his head long enough to catch her gaze. “Just lay back and enjoy it. I want you awake and ready for me because I’m going to fuck you again.”

  Tamryn groaned. “Don’t know if I can take anymore.”

  “Oh, you’re going to take it alright and you’re going to keep taking it until I say you won’t,” and with that, he buried his face in her pussy and shoved his tongue deep inside her channel.

  There was no further protest from her as she tilted her hips driving her pussy against his mouth. She gripped his hair in her fist. “Feels so good.”

  Her juices coated his face and he licked and slurped and sucked. Seamus loved pussy, the look of it, the taste and the smell of it. But there seemed to be something extra special about Tamryn’s pussy. It was like a beautiful dark rose with succulent pink insides.

  Seamus captured her clit between his teeth and nibbled as he added two fingers inside of her tight hole. “Oh God!” she screamed as she squirted her release.

  He’d learned last night that she was a squirter and he found that sexy as fuck and it filled him with a sense of masculine pride that he was the reason for it. Once he’d had enough, Seamus rose to his knees and placed his cock against her entrance.

  Tamryn whimpered as he slid into her. Seamus inhaled sharply. “Shit.” She was just as tight as she had been the night before. It was no wonder he couldn’t get enough of her. Being inside of Tamryn felt like…home. He lifted her hips and rammed himself in and out of her, going balls deep.

  She dragged her nails down the front of his chest and screamed his name. “Seamus!”

  “Tamryn!” He shot his seed deep inside of her.

  It took him a couple moments to catch his breath before he pulled away from her and rolled off the bed. He could see that Tamryn was clearly recovering from this last round of fucking but he needed her out of here before he did something foolish, like imagine that there had been more to what they’d experienced than just plain sex.

  “Get up and get dressed.”

  Tamryn frowned as she sat up. She winced as she moved making it clear that her body ached. “What?”

  “I’m pretty sure you’re not hard of hearing. I want you out. Get your shit and go.”

  Tamryn flinched at his words. Maybe they were a bit harsher than he’d meant to deliver them but that couldn’t be helped now. She scooted off the bed and searched for her dress which was laying on the floor. She shimmed into that slip of cloth that barely left anything to the imagination before turning to him. “Umm, you said I’d need a code to get out.”

  Sighing in exasperation he stalked out of the room to the elevator and punched in the code. He made sure that she’d gotten on before he headed to the shower. Seamus pretended that he didn’t see that hurt and confusion in her eyes.

  Once he was in the shower with the water beating down on his skin, he slammed his fist against the wall. Last night hadn’t gone as planned. He thought that once he had Tamryn then he would be done with her, but he found that it wasn’t enough. He still wanted her and he feared that she would fast become an obsession if he wasn’t
careful.

  Tam kept hearing the sound of a buzzer going off, but every time she hit the top of her alarm clock at the side of her bed it wouldn’t stop. As she sat up, she released a yawn and stretched her arms. Once she’d gained her bearings, she realized that it wasn’t her alarm clock, but her door bell. She checked out the time to see that it was nearly five in the afternoon.

  With a groan, she rolled out of bed and grabbed a robe to cover her nudity. An impatient Julie was on the other side of the door. The blonde pushed her way into Tam’s apartment.

  “You have no idea about the shit storm you caused last night.”

  Tam placed her hand against her chest. “Me? What did I do?”

  “It’s not what you’ve done per se, but you have to know the other hostesses are going to talk when the club’s biggest patron breaks another man’s nose over the new girl.”

  Tam yawned, still trying to shake off the sleep that she’d been denied. After Seamus had abruptly dismissed her, it was nearly noon. Once she’d showered, Tam thought that she’d have no problem falling asleep but instead she’d lay awake in bed, thinking of how insatiable Seamus had been and all the wicked things he’d done to her body. Every time she closed her eyes on the verge of dozing off, he was there, making her hot and ready for him over and over and over again. Tam didn’t know how he’d earned the Irish Demon moniker but he was certainly one in bed.

  Her body still ached from the prior night’s activity. A shiver ran down her spine as she thought about it. As first nights went, it wasn’t nearly as bad as she thought it would be. But for every good, there was a bad. Being so callously dismissed after a night of sexual calisthenics was a brutal reminder of what she really was: a high-end prostitute. She’s spent the latter years of her life trying to avoid such a fate while she was living on the streets. The fact that she was now wearing designer clothing and the men who frequented this establishment were powerful men didn’t make any difference. But Tam had to be practical about the situation. Maybe Seamus had done her a favor because he showed her that what they’d shared was no more than a transaction and that was how she’d go forward with the rest of her clients. As long as she kept her eyes on the prize, she’d be out of here soon enough.