Stepping closer to her, I placed a hand on either side of her, pinning her between myself and the car. Her chest was heaving up and down, making her breasts quiver. I could have watched her there in the dim light all night without touching her, just taking in her rare beauty. Her raven hair hung loose around her face, accentuating her perfectly plump lips and emerald eyes. Every Irish bone in my body was set on fire as I watched her wiggle under my steady gaze.
“You really are something—do you know that?”
She nodded. “I don’t feel much like eating anymore.”
I stepped closer. Our bodies pressed together as my lips brushed against hers. Her breath caught in her chest as my cock pressed against her warm body. The thin fabric of her dress did little to hide her desire for me. As her nipples grew hard and poked through the material, I groaned in pleasure. She trailed her fingers up my arms until they cradled my face. When she pulled my lips down into a crushing kiss, I lost all control I had over the situation.
Time seemed to slip away, and I forgot that we were still standing in a dimly-lit parking lot. I pulled her body against my own, thumbing her hips and sliding my hands down her ass. As I suspected, she was wearing nothing under the thin sheath. I slid my hands back around to the front of her dress, letting one brave hand slide between us and trail up the inside of her thigh.
If I didn’t stop soon, I knew that I would take her right there in the parking lot as our tongues intertwined and darted between our mouths. She bit my lower lip as I pulled away and nibbled playfully on her earlobe. Her nails dug into my arms as I tried to keep myself under control. Every sigh of pleasure that slipped past her lips sent me into another frenzy of desire.
“Let’s get out of here,” I said in a heavy voice. “I don’t care where we go. I just want to get you alone.”
She nodded breathlessly. “Let’s go to my place. I need you.”
With those final words, I knew that I was hers to control. I would do anything to keep her wrapped in my arms.
Losing Myself
Rosa
My mind raced as we drove through the streets. All I had to do was give him my address. He seemed to find it instantly, which shocked me a little. The small house was nestled in the back of a cul-de-sac that didn’t have any other houses near it. It was one of the reasons I loved the house. With just two bedrooms, it was perfect for me. I used one as an office.
We pulled into the driveway. I unlocked the front door silently, and to my surprise, he swooped me off my feet like I was as light as a feather. Instinct or desire drove him up the stairs without my telling him where the bedroom was. The only time his eyes left mine was when we reached the bedroom door and he glanced around before setting me down on my feet. Desire coursed through my body as he pushed me against the closed door. His hands started to forcefully unzip my dress, and I let him. I knew that if I told him ‘no’, he would stop, but I didn’t want to. He was an animal. Primal. And I was loving every second of it.
I shook out of my dress, letting it fall to the floor. He sucked in a sharp gasp as my nipples hardened. Taking in my naked body, he seemed to shudder with desire. A low growl slipped past his lips, making my center dampen even more. His massive hands moved over every curve of my body, resting on my abdomen, just above my cleanly shaven body. As his eyes locked on mine, one hand fell away and he unzipped his jeans, shoving them down to the ground and exposing a large erection.
“You want it?” he growled.
I wiggled my body for him as he locked my hands above my head with his free hand. His fingers moved lower, parting my lips as I moaned softly. When he spoke, it drove me wild. I’d never been one for talking dirty, but every word out of his mouth seemed to make me wetter.
“Jesus,” he whispered. “You’re soaking wet. You do want it, don’t you?”
I nodded my head, biting my lip as his finger plunged into my tight body. Every time his fingers plunged into my body, they sent a reverberation of pleasure coursing through my limbs. I’d never felt so sexually aroused in my life. He was my kryptonite in disguise. I shuddered as he wiggled inside me, spreading me apart and making my deep slit ready for his throbbing cock. I squeezed him harder, pulling him each time he furiously drove into me. He played my body like a well-tuned instrument.
I couldn’t last much longer. I knew my end was coming as the world started to fade out. A humming in my ears drove out his grunts of pleasure though they were music to my ears. He was an animal, an erotic lion taking his mate without care, and it drove me wild. The primal need inside me was all that mattered. It was an itch that Peyton was very good at scratching.
“I’m going to come!” I screamed out as my climax approached.
My words fueled his own passion as he fingered me in a frenzy. His shaft dripped with desire, slicking my grip and encouraging me to stroke him faster. In a blinding light, I exploded on his fingers. My back arched as the euphoria washed over me. Uncontrollable shaking accompanied the climax as my limbs started to tingle with pleasure.
I rode the cascading orgasm for what felt like an eternity until his skilled fingers fell away from me and I released his shaft that I'd taken prisoner during the roller coaster ride that he had sent me on. Still shaking, I stumbled away from him to the bed. Even though I was exhausted, I still felt the craving. Peyton had awoken a beast that longed for one thing—his manhood inside me.
I playfully got onto my knees on the bed and looked back at him, wiggling my body and shaking my ass. The glint in his eyes drove me wild, making me feel like a harlot that needed his stern punishment. He quickly removed the rest of his clothing and climbed onto the bed behind me. I tried to crawl away from him, loving the thrill of the chase. He quickly grabbed ahold of my hips, dragging me back to him.
"You are mine," he whispered.
"Yes, sir."
"Mmm, I love the sound of that."
I moaned and pressed myself against him, feeling his throbbing cock as it pressed between the cheeks of my ass. He was so large!
"Are you ready?" he asked.
I nodded my head as my heart fluttered. When he pulled away from me and I felt the hot head of his shaft pressing at my swollen entrance, I succumbed to the night and everything that he was giving me. Even if it was just for one night, I was completely his. Though I knew how large he was, I was still shocked when he thrust into me. It felt like I was being split in two by the massive intrusion of his cock. He buried himself inside me, crushing my ass against his hips and digging his fingers into me.
The mixture of pain and pleasure was euphoric. If I wasn’t already in a twisted and wild form of heaven, feeling his cock throbbing inside me would surely have pushed me to that point. Together, we pumped our bodies against each other, feeling the need grow between us, the smell of our hot sex and sweat mixing with the faint perfume of my bedroom. There wasn’t anything in the world except for the two of us. The house could have caught fire and I still wouldn’t have noticed because it was already burning hot inside the bedroom.
“Jesus, you are going to be the death of me,” he muttered.
I could feel his cock as it engorged inside my body. I clenched down on the throbbing shaft and felt him shudder behind me. He was close and I wasn’t far behind him. I groaned as I felt the heat coursing through my heart and making it race. As I contracted my body, I was pushed over the edge, and another cascading orgasm washed over me just as Peyton thrust into me once more. As his hot seed spilled into my waiting body, I screamed out his name.
We rocked together for several minutes. The earth-shattering climax rocked us both to the core. I couldn’t be sure about it for him, but I knew that for me, it was the best and roughest sex that I’d ever had with a man, and I had one hell of a sordid past. Somehow, Peyton had found a way to dominate me and make me feel like I was his whole world at the same time. As I collapsed onto the bed, all I could think about was doing it again, though I was exhausted.
We lay unmoving on the bed, both of us struggling
to breathe from the workout we’d just given each other. I don’t know how long we were there. It could have been five minutes or five hours, but I couldn’t remember ever being so content in my entire life. He was something else.
“Wow,” I whispered after I was finally able to catch my breath enough to speak.
He chuckled softly beside me. “That was my thought exactly. I didn’t expect that when I invited you out for dinner tonight.”
“Are you complaining?” I said with a playful grin.
His mouth fell open as he shook his head and wrapped his arms around me. The touch of his rough skin against my own sensitive body stirred the passion inside me again. I wanted him over and over again, and it scared the daylights out of me. I was quickly falling under his spell. Wiggling my body backward against him again, I made my needs known without saying a single word.
He raised his eyebrows and grinned. “Again?”
I nodded. “I want you as many times as I can get you tonight. You make me feel alive.”
“Baby,” he said seductively, “I will make you feel things that you’ve never felt before if you let me.”
“Prove it,” I whispered.
“As you wish.”
His lips closed on mine, and I let myself go in his warm embrace once more. It didn’t matter what tomorrow brought. Tonight, I was nothing more than Peyton’s woman.
In The Shower
Peyton
The night moved on, and I let all of my inhibitions about the job go. There was no way the wildcat in my arms could be the same docile creature that I was charged with hunting. She was a wild woman and she was mine. We faded in and out of sleep throughout the night, waking up and making love slowly as the night moved into dawn. Exhausted, I finally rolled away from her, unable to take anymore, or so I thought. Just as I drifted to sleep, a shrill alarm started to sound, and I glared around the room in desperation to find the culprit.
“Why in the hell would you set an alarm for three in the morning?” I grumbled.
She smiled at me, her eyes still filled with lust and sleep. “Because when you run a bakery, you’ve got to be putting out food just as the rest of the world is waking up. You don’t think that coffee brews itself, do you?”
“I guess I didn’t think about that. Can’t you call in sick?” I asked.
She laughed, the sound warming my heart more than I wanted to admit. “I don’t think so. I only have two employees, and neither of them is a morning person. If I called Jen or Paul, they would probably still be drunk from last night.”
“Well, sane people do that, you know.”
“That was my plan last night, but you distracted me.”
“Is that a complaint or a compliment?”
“A compliment, definitely,” she whispered as her fingers trailed down my body.
Rosa was a tiger, and my manhood reacted to her tender touch at once. “Ready for another dose?”
She quickly pulled her hand away as the alarm sounded again. “Not this time, big boy. Some of us still work weekends.”
“Why not make an exception and open the place up just a little late?”
“No way,” she replied with a wink. “I need to get a shower, but you are more than welcome to stay as long as you want and catch up on some sleep.”
“Or I could join you in the shower and kill two birds with one stone.”
“Aren’t you clever? But I don’t think so. It would take me an hour just to get clean.”
I pulled her back into my arms, gently pinching her exposed nipple. “Maybe I don’t want you to be clean. Maybe I like it when you’re dirty.”
“Ha!” she said. “You might, but I’m sure my customers won’t appreciate it. Not when I’m the one handling their food.”
“I’ve got something you can handle.”
“Pervert,” she called out as she climbed from the bed.
I had no problems with the view as I watched her butt bounce as she jogged to the bathroom. That was all it took for me to make a decision. She wasn’t going to make it to work on time. I waited a few minutes until I heard the shower turn on before knocking on the door. She didn’t say anything, but when she opened the door covered in suds, I knew that she was just as ready for me as I was for her.
Using my cock as a leash, she tugged me into the bathroom, wrapping her free hand around my neck and crushing my lips to her own plump, swollen ones. She still tasted sweet like honeysuckle, enchanting and overpowering.
The water cascaded down over us as I dropped down to my knees in front of her. Her legs parted for me like the Garden of Eden as I ran my hand along the inside of her thighs. My thumbs pulled back her skin as I moved closer, wrapping my lips around her and carefully suckling. As I flicked my tongue, she shuddered in my grasp, her fingers weaving through my hair and crushing me against her.
I gave in to her desire and worked my mouth on her soaking wet crease until I felt her bud swell and she started to scream out my name. It was music to my ears as I pumped her to another orgasm. I couldn’t take the torture anymore as I stood up and pressed her against the shower wall. My cock found her body and without hesitation, I plunged into her. She screamed, her nipples rigid with pleasure as she pulled my hair. Like wild animals, we grunted and screamed together, Rosa’s nails finding every open piece of flesh and digging in. The painful pleasure was more than I could take as I felt my orgasm building once again. I couldn’t hold out another second. She was a tiger ready to pounce.
She wrapped her legs around my waist, pinning herself to me and riding my shaft like a rodeo cowboy keeping a gold title. She leaned forward and moaned, taking my neck in her teeth and sending a jolt of pain through my body. I loved every surprising second of it. To an outsider looking in, you’d never pin Rosa as a wild woman, yet there she was, taking control and driving me past the point of pleasure into a crippling state of addictive euphoria.
“You are fucking wild,” I groaned.
“Mmm, don’t tell me you don’t love it. You’re as much of a freak as I am.”
I thrust into her violently. “Are you complaining?”
She shook her head, leaning forward and taking my lower lip into her mouth as she suckled. I couldn’t talk anymore. I didn’t want to as we continued the thrill ride.
I contracted inside her, the climax pumping through my body and making my knees weak. With red hot pleasure, my load released inside her, the spurting liquid coating her walls and slickening the sensation even more. As she clenched down on me, I felt her body rock through yet another orgasm as mine continued to paralyze me with pleasure. I couldn’t move away from her—and I didn’t want to—as we stayed wrapped together with the now cold shower washing away all of our cares.
For several minutes, we stayed locked together until I felt Rosa shiver in my arms and my concern overpowered my sheer desire to be lodged inside her. Carefully, I set her down and turned off the water. Reaching around outside the shower, I grabbed the towel I’d seen hanging up earlier. It was a force of habit from my training. I took in my surroundings, looking for danger, potential weapons, and escape routes in any room that I went into.
Wrapping it around her, I carefully dried her off, taking special care of her perfect rear and plump breasts. She flushed red when I saw the desire start to take over again. I pinched her nipples between my towel-clad fingers but didn’t linger. We’d spent the better part of an hour in the shower, and she was going to be late for work. I had no regrets, though, and I doubted that she did either.
“You made me late for work,” she said with a frown as we stepped out.
“I’m sorry,” I said, faking remorse. “I know I shouldn’t have followed you in, but I couldn’t help myself. If you weren’t so damn good-looking, then it wouldn’t be a problem.”
Rosa rolled her eyes. “You need to get out before your flattery makes me even later.”
“Ha!” I pulled her close to me and kissed her neck tenderly. “Is that an option?”
She moane
d softly before pushing me away. “Don’t even think about it.”
“When can I see you again?”
“You mean you haven’t had your fill yet?” she asked, a little surprised.
“Baby, I don’t know if I’m ever going to get enough of you. Can I pick you up after work?”
She nodded. “Don’t you have to go to work? You said you sometimes worked on Saturdays.”
I shook my head, the reality of our situation creeping back in and making me sad. She had no idea who I really was. She thought I worked in the city at a regular desk job, but that had been a lie. How could I have known just how hard I would fall for her? The thought of my missing and presumed dead sister raced through my mind, lighting a fire of anger inside me.
It was still possible that she was the one who’d sent my sister to her death. Rosa could be the one who had turned on her and fled from the family. If that were the case, I had no problem with using her for information and nothing more. Great sex aside, nothing would stop me from finding out what had happened to my dear sister, Shannon.
“I don’t work today,” I muttered as I tugged on my clothing. My mind was now racing. I had no idea which way was up and which was down. “I will pick you up after work.”
Without another word, I silently walked back through the house and down to my car. I didn’t take a steady breath again until I was back on the highway. My mind was locked in an epic battle with my heart, and I wasn’t sure who I wanted to win.
On The Run
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