by KL Donn
Dirty
A Naughty Tale
KL Donn
Copyright © 2019 by KL Donn
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Blurb
She's my best friend’s neighbor.
Off limits. taboo.
I’m a cop. bound by law.
* * *
He's the hot cop.
I’m in high school.
Too immature.
* * *
She's too young.
Se's a playboy.
* * *
So why are we both breaking the rules and falling in love?
* * *
I can't walk away
And she won't say no.
* * *
It's time to get
D I R T Y
For everyone who asked about Marty
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Epilogue One
Epilogue Two
About the Author
Also by KL Donn
Chapter 1
Marty
“Jesus fucking Christ.” That can’t be real. She isn’t possibly doing what I think she is, is she?
I’m housesitting for my best friend and partner in the NYPD, Onyx Inwood, while he takes his sweet wife and their kids to Disney World for a family vacation. Onyx told me to keep myself under control when it came to his neighbor.
The hot little piece of ass is wearing on my last nerve, though.
Not only is she young—too fucking young for me—but she’s a craving I’m not supposed to cave into. I have to stay away. She’s also been a tease from the day I met her almost two years ago. Watching me with wide-eyed innocence and lust in her stare. She craved me before she even knew what the word meant.
She’s been begging me with those perfectly perched lips, those suckable tits, and the tightest ass I’ve ever seen. I tried to brush her off for so fucking long. I’m not sure I’m going to be able to hold off now, though. Not with her parents gone and me here all alone.
She’s in fucking high school.
She’s also eighteen.
Fuck off.
I’d rather fuck her.
Little miss innocence, Celeste Davis, has been flashing her ass in tiny shorts and showing off more tits than a whore in a whore house.
But, she’s careful. Only when I’m around does she dress so scantily.
And now…
Right fucking now.
Mother fucker.
She’s lying on the grass in her backyard, sun tanning, naked.
That’s right, fucking naked.
She’s rubbing lotion on those succulent little cheeks while flashing me just a hint of her tight, tiny little rosebud.
My cock is throbbing just thinking about violating all her holes. Filling her with as much cum as I can release into her body.
Unable to control myself, I release the buckle of my jeans and take my cock in hand. With a hard grip, I stroke up and down roughly, working myself into a frenzy as Celeste lifts her ass in the air, making the same motion she would if I was fucking her from behind.
“Fuck me sideways,” I hiss out. I can feel my seed building in my nuts as I picture her on her knees in front of me, sucking the cum right out of my dick.
Swallowing every drop as I release into her mouth.
“Motherfuck—” Semen spills into my hand as my imagination controls my movements, and all I want to do is go down there and cover every delicate inch of her body in my sperm. Marking her as mine.
“Fuck this,” I gasp. I’ve never been one to hold off on going after what I want, let alone something I already consider mine.
And Celeste most certainly is mine. From now until the end of fucking time, I’m going to keep her dirty as fuck and happy as hell.
Storming down the stairs and out the back door, I waltz over to her yard, intent on claiming every goddamned inch of her.
Celeste
* * *
I can feel his gaze on me as I rub the lotion into my body. I want to roll over onto my back, but I’m not brave enough. I know he’s the only one home on our block right now; everyone else is working, hoping to get away for the long weekend.
My parents left me home alone, like usual, to go on a quick getaway, as they called it. What they really meant is they’re tired of me and need a break.
I’m not perfect. I have needs, fantasies really, that include Detective Martin Lynch of the NYPD, and they disapprove.
They’ve been telling me for months—after catching me staring at him—that he wouldn’t want a little girl like me. What they don’t know, or haven’t paid attention to, is the fact, not only am I a virgin, but I’ve never even kissed a boy, and I get the feeling that’s exactly what Marty likes.
To even get the guts to come out here, I had to take a shot of Vodka from my mother’s cabinet, which I’m certain she’ll notice upon their return.
I was an early in life child and my grandparents on both sides refused to let mom and dad put me up for adoption. We’re also strict God-fearing Christian folks—well, they are, or were, at some point—so abortion was out of the question too.
It’s been nothing but regret, heartache, and reminder since the day of my birth. They remind me often of what a surprise I was.
Having just turned eighteen, and nearly graduating high school, all I care about is getting out of this house and maybe even away from New York.
I used to love this city. I loved the crowds, the nights, the life. The fact there is always something going on is a huge draw for me. But on my birthday, my parents became stricter. I don’t even know why. I’m not allowed to go anywhere but home and school.
I’m a prisoner in an adult’s body in my childhood home.
I could whine and cry about how life’s not fair, but then Marty showed up a couple of days ago to housesit while Onyx and Grace take a vacation. In a lot of ways, I’m grateful for our neighbors. Not only do they treat me like an old friend, but Grace is like the older sister I wish I had.
She takes me shopping with her, lets me help her with the kids. We bake and make huge family meals for every holiday. Since my parents are gone any chance they get, I’m not even sure they know how close I am to the Inwood family. If they did, I’m certain I’d have been shipped off to a boarding school in Switzerland by now.
With the appearance of Marty now, a man I’ve lusted after for far too long, I’m throwing caution to the wind and going for what I truly want.
Him.
Just a single passion-filled night with Martin.
I know he’s a player. I once heard Onyx tell Grace he’s a hit it and quit it kind of guy. I’m sure by the time he’s done with me, I’ll have regret written all over me. But if I’m to be locked away like some princess with no knight in shining armor in sight, I might as well enjoy my time.
The banging of the neighbor’s door as it slams shut alerts me to Martin’s loss of control. I’m honestly surprised he was able to hold off for as long as he did.
Suddenly shy, I stand up and dive into the pool. With distance between us, I know I can push him back should I need to.
The water ripples around my nude body as I kick my legs and swim to the far side. Popping my head up, I place my hands on the side of the pool and rest my head on them. Facing the gate where I’m certain Martin will come through any second, I c
lose my eyes and wait.
The wind feels softer as it blows. The water warms from the bright sun in the sky. I hear the blades of grass crunch under his heavy, determined steps, and I feel the vibration of the gate opening as he comes in the yard.
“Celeste.” He groans.
I keep my eyes closed, terrified I’ll chicken out once I see him.
“Celeste.”
I love the sound of my name on his lips. His voice is deep, filled with an obsessive need for me.
“Celeste.” He’s right in front of me now.
Inhaling a deep breath, I slowly open my gaze and my eyes climb his body with hunger as he stands barefoot in front of me. “Hi,” I murmur as our stares merge. All my confidence from earlier has vanished and I’m the eighteen-year-old virgin with a crush on my neighbors’ friend again.
Crouching in front of me, Martin cups my cheek with one hand, pulling me up and out of the water until my breasts are showing. Self-conscious, I move to cover them when he jerks my chin forward and shakes his head no. “You don’t get to tease a man the way you did and then cover it up, babe.” He smirks as I feel a blush work up my face.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper, suddenly wishing I’d done things differently now.
“Are you?” I peek up at him through my lashes and see he’s got his head cocked to the side curiously.
“I’m not sure.” I should be. Everything in me says I should be. But I’ve wanted nothing more than this man for a very long time.
“Come on out.” He offers me a hand and I take it. I’m small, so he easily lifts me straight from the water to stand in front of him.
Naked.
Dripping wet.
Filled to the brim with nerves.
I vibrate with anticipation as his large palms cup under my breasts and his thumbs rub across my pebbled nipples.
“Beautiful,” he murmurs, leaning forward.
A gasp escapes me as Martin’s warm mouth captures not just my nipple but the entire globe in his mouth. I’m small-chested so it’s not a hard feat. I quiver in his arms, my body primed and ready for anything he dishes out.
“Tell me something, Celeste.” He pulls his head back and steps forward so I’m plastered to his chest.
“What?” I’m breathless.
“What do I have to do to get inside this sweet cunt of yours? What do I have to do to spill my seed inside your belly and watch as it drips out and down the crack of your ass?”
One of his hands slides down my back and fiercely grips an ass cheek.
“What do I have to do to be buried balls deep in this tight little ass of yours?”
Filthy words from a filthy man.
“I don’t…know.”
“I have needs, Celeste,” he growls in my ear. “Specific needs only a virgin girl like you can fulfill.”
Licking up my neck, he mumbles, so only I can hear. Not even the birds will know what he says to me.
“When you’re ready for me, for a real man, you can come to me. You ask me nicely and I’ll give you whatever you want.”
I shiver violently.
“But don’t fucking ever let me catch you outside tempting a man with sin like this again.”
With that, he’s gone, and I’m left panting, wondering what the hell just happened.
Chapter 2
Marty
Midnight has come and gone. I watched across the fence as Celeste scurried inside quickly after I left her on the lounger. I haven’t seen hide nor hair of her since then.
I’ve screwed around my whole fucking life, and I know that if I take Celeste, it’s for good. She’s the real deal. I know her parents won’t be pleased about it. Even though they’re absent from her life, they both still try to control her every move.
With both her parents, and Onyx and his family gone, this is likely the one chance I’ll have to pursue her hard. I see the way she watches me, the desires she thinks she hides, and I want to expose them.
Every dream.
Every breathless whisper.
Every fantasy that girl has, I want them all.
I don’t plan on leaving without her either. I’m a full steam ahead kind of guy, and while it might scare her at first, I have no doubt she’ll embrace exactly what I plan on doing to her.
Giving her the option to come to me is purely selfish. I don’t want anyone to be able to say I seduced her. Even though she was tempting me with her naked self today, she needs to be certain about what she wants.
Sitting in the dark of the living room with a basketball game on mute in the background, I wait for any sounds to indicate Celeste is coming to me tonight. I’ve craved her for so damn long, it’s probably illegal.
Leaning my head back against the couch, I close my eyes and dream of how soft her hands will be as she strokes my cock from base to tip. I can see the longing in her cobalt stare as she watches me while she dips her tongue out to lick the small pearl of cum to drop out the tip of my dick.
Fuck.
I can almost taste the sweet scent of her perfect little pussy as I rub my face along her center.
Fuck. This girl.
I don’t even have her, and she’s got me twisted inside out.
The sound of light footsteps on the front porch have me standing up so fast I make myself dizzy. Quietly rushing to the front door, I wait for whatever she’ll do.
Will she knock or will she run?
Impatient, I lean forward and watch her through the peephole in the door. She stands on the top step, coat tightly closed, biting her lip and gazing around. Checking to see if someone’s watching her, maybe.
Only me, sweet sunshine.
Come on, Celeste. The words are silent, but fuck, I might go crazy if she doesn’t come closer. Knock on the door. Leaning my head against the door, my fingers grip the frame so tightly the muscles ache.
And then it happens.
A tentative knock, so light I’d have missed it if I wasn’t standing here. Opening the door, I see she’s surprised to see me, and I grip her coat lapels. Dragging her inside, I barely have the door shut before I’m attacking her mouth with mine.
My hands rip the coat open, my body presses her into the door, and my lips swallow her surprised gasp. My cock throbs as it realizes that everything we’ve ever wanted is now in our grasp.
“Martin!” She gasps as I pull back, only to devour her mouth again, gaining entry to lick her lips, play with her tongue, plunder her into sublime pleasure.
Picking her up, I groan as my hardened dick presses into her heated pussy. The overwhelming pleasure nearly buckles my knees as she rubs further into me.
“Tell me you want this, Celeste,” I demand. I need to hear the words from her.
She licks her lips, nibbling one corner, drawing a guttural groan from my chest as I await her answer. “I want you, Martin.”
Fate.
Sealed.
I’ll never let her go. Not after this. Not after waiting to finally lay claim to everything I’ve desired for so fucking long.
“Good answer.” I moan into her neck as I lick up the column and bite her jaw. A gasp is ripped from her core and I can’t wait to hear more. All the breathy moans I’ve been dreaming of. The sweet, sweet agony of devouring all her pleasure is all I’ve been able to think of for days.
On her feet, Celeste lets the long coat she’s wearing drop to the floor, and I nearly follow as I see her in nothing but a matching blue bra and panty set.
Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, I ask her, “Are you fond of those?”
She looks down, then her shy stare meets mine. “They match your eyes.”
“Jesus.” I had no idea she’d even paid attention to such a small detail. Dropping to my knees, I grip her hips in a tight hold. “Guess I can’t rip them off then.” I murmur into her supple flesh.
She answers me anyway. “I don’t care. I have you now.”
Fuck. Me.
Pushing my shoulder into her soft belly, I hike her over m
y shoulder in a fireman’s hold and walk quickly to the spare room I’ve been occupying upstairs.
“I’m dizzy.” She giggles while trying to push herself up.
Flopping her onto the bed, I have no poise as I tear my clothes off, not wanting her to change her mind. She’s barely pushed her messy light blonde locks away from her face as my jeans drop to the floor with a loud thud.
“Oh wow,” she whispers as my cock springs forward. Huge, hard, angry-looking with so many bulging veins. I smirk as her eyes widen as I come closer to her.
“He’ll take good care of you, Celeste,” I whisper as I kneel between her legs, rubbing my hand up her soft thighs. Perfection like this should be fucking illegal.
Celeste
* * *
I’ve dreamed of this moment for so long I’m in awe. I’m not sure I knew what to expect from Martin, but he’s on the hunt and I’m his prey.
Worry tries to slither into my consciousness as I think about how large he is, but I push it back and focus on the need pounding through my veins. I know it’s only one night, but the look in his eyes makes my heart sing.
He watches me like I’m the most delicious dessert on the menu.
“Are you wet for me, baby?”
I can only nod. My voice is lodged somewhere in my stomach.
“Show me.”
My thighs drop open for him. The panties I’m wearing barely cover my virginity, and if the darkening of his gaze says anything, he can tell just how much I want him.
“Will it hurt?” I whisper, licking my lips as his face lowers between my legs.
