by ChaShiree M
“Shit Lexi. It’s like a damn straw, this hole is so fucking tight.” His face is sweaty, head straining, as he tries to maintain his control. My nails are digging into his arm. He hits a spot as he moves back in and my body suddenly feels like it doesn't belong to me.
“So, fucking wet.” He says as he runs his nose up the side of my neck. My body quivers. Something about him smelling me, is so fucking hot. His head dips and his mouth latches on to my nipple and my pussy begins to contract. Holy fuck! When he bites it, I swear I see stars. “I need you to come one more time, so it doesn’t hurt so much.” He pinches my clit and it's over. My body convulses as I come screaming.
“Shit! Sax. Oh god. Yes…. yes…Ahhhhhhhhh!” He slams into me as I am screaming and fuck if the pain isn’t as much of a turn on as when he was taking his time.
“I’m sorry baby. Shhh! I won't move. Shit. I won’t move…. but fuck…. you feel so good.” Kissing me all over my face his mouth reaches mine and our tongues tangle with one another. My pussy clinches, squeezing him, letting him know to move. I don’t want to let go of his mouth. He must get the point because he begins slamming in and out, grunting and cursing.
“Sax. Harder. Fuck me harder.” I don’t know where the words come from, but it's what I feel. I want...no... I need him to know I can handle it. Digging my nails into his ass, I buck, meeting him thrust for thrust. He feels so good inside of me. I can feel the steady build, becoming desperate, but somehow still not enough. It isn’t until his hand wraps around my neck that I feel euphoria become only a second away.
“You want it rough, huh baby.” He says squeezing my neck. I can feel the air leaving my lungs. My swollen, battered cunt reacts to the restriction, like a dog to a bone. I can’t speak with his hand so tight, but I nod my head up and down.
“Fucking perfect for me,” he whispers. Suddenly, he rears back, grabs my legs and pushes them up to my ears. Holy fucking shit. This angle is everything!!! I can feel him in my stomach as he pounds away into me. My juices drip into my ass crack as his balls smack my ass.
“Look at your shiny little asshole. When you’re bred with my baby, I am going to take your ass and fuck my cum into it. You think you can take me there?” He asks as his finger explores.
“Unh...I don’t know ...I don’t know...oh God ...I need to come.” Apparently, his finger in my ass is what I needed.
“Cum.” He says smacking my ass.
“Ahhhhhhhh!!!!” I scream my release not bothering to hide the level of my release. My body is no longer my own. I shake over and over, not able to control the movement. My orgasm triggers the beast in him. He rams over and over like a man possessed, biting me, licking me, kissing me. This spurs another orgasm for me. Finally, he growls out his release, as he fills me with his seed, both of us hoping it turns into a baby.
Burying his face in my neck coming down, he moves in and out of me slowly, kissing me, telling me how good I was and how much he loves me. When he pulls out, I can finally feel the pain and I whimper. He rolls to the side, pulling me onto his chest as we both try to catch our breath. Now that my vision is returning, I can see him. I note that his left pec is covered in a crest of some kind written in what I assume is either Spanish or Italian. Written across his stomach is “Honor thy Father and Mother.” I also note he has a dragon on his whole left arm. I go to move and stop because, damn does my pussy hurt. Whining, I lay my head back down. “I know baby. I am going to run you a hot bath with special salt so you can soak while I shower. Then we will eat and talk.”
He goes into the bathroom to run the bath. I must have dozed off since the next thing I know, he is carrying me into the tub.
“You have to stay woke baby. I don’t want you falling asleep and drowning my kid.” I am about to ask him if he is joking, but the look he gives me has me agreeing.
“Ok.”
“Good girl.” He kisses my head and walks out. I slide down a bit, stretching my legs and enjoying the hot water. I could get used to this.
12
Saxson
Walking out of the bathroom, my chest begins to hurt. It no longer pisses me off that her being out of my sight causes my chest to hurt. It is what it is. My father told me this is what love feels like. He says not to run from it because you just make yourself miserable. Before getting in the shower, I call my parents to make sure everything is in order.
“My boy. How are you?”
“I am fine mama. How are you doing?”
“I am fine my boy. I burned my hand a bit on the stove. Your father worries too much. It was barely a burn. How is your future mi hijo?” I love that my family is so supportive. Calling Lexi my future is my mom's way of letting me know she is on board.
“Esta bien, mama. She is well. I was calling to be sure you and dad got everything in order for two days from now? Do I need to do anything else?”
“A shame. You don’t trust your own parents?” Oh boy!
“Mama. of course, I do. I just want it perfect.”
‘Of course, you do my son. Everything is great. Call your brother. He hasn’t been home in a week. I worry about him.” I don’t need to guess which one.
“Yes mama. I love you and see you guys soon.”
“I love you son.” After hanging up with her, I call Ramone, like my mom told me too.
“Sax. Aren’t you supposed to be off, somewhere being a pussy-whipped errand boy.”
“Ramone. Spoken like a true lonely bastard. How goes it little brother?”
“It goes. What do you want?” Asshole.
“First, your mom said come home. Second, I was just making sure you are still ready for everything.”
“Yes, mama’s boy. I am picking up her best friend tomorrow first thing in the morning. We will hop the jet and be there no later than early a.m.”
“Good. Do you need anything?” He will once he sees who he is picking up. I think, my chest heaving up and down in a silent chuckle.
“I need to borrow Rocco. Lawrence in Texas has decided to start hooking the strippers from our joint. I need Rocco to handle it since I am busy being your assistant and babysitter.”
“I will send him a text. Maybe you should get some. You might not be so grumpy. Adios.”
Knowing everything is coming together, I hop in the shower, aware of the fact that it has been too long, and she needs to get out of the tub. I wash up in record time, stroking my cock a couple of times, reprimanding him. He wants back in his new favorite place but, she is going to need a reprieve for the rest of the night. In the morning though? It’s on.
Sure enough, like I thought, she is knocked out, water ice cold. I grab a towel and lift her out of the tub. She still doesn’t move. I lay her down, dry her off and move her under the cover. When it is clear she isn’t going to wake up, I shut off the lights and lie behind her pulling her ass to my cock. Morning can’t come fast enough.
“Fuck.” Stroking my cock, my hand comes back sticky and full of her dried juice. I smirk remembering how I tried to give her until morning before taking her again. I tossed and turned for hours, waiting for the sun to rise. Apparently, I wasn't the only one who couldn’t wait. Sometime during the night, she turned to me, eyes low from sleep but clouded in lust and began stroking me up and down. I tried to tell her that her pussy needed rest. My sexy as fuck brat wouldn’t listen. She climbed on top of me, lowered herself over my eager, hard, and misbehaving cock and demanded I show her how to fuck me. What the fuck kind of man would I be if I didn’t oblige.
With my hands on her hips, my teeth gnashed together in a futile attempt to reign in the control I want to exude, I slowly moved her up and down my cock, my eyes glued to the way her tight snatch is stretched over my rod. Watching as her sticky juice was running down, pooling at my waist.
“Sax.” She moaned, her hands in her head, lulling back with her eyes closed. She looks like a dirty goddess, taking her pleasure from me. Sweat dripping down her chest, nipples beaded and bouncing with each movement she ma
kes. My mouth waters wanting those buds in my mouth. My mind conjuring up images of them dripping with sweet milk as they get bigger, filling itself to feed my sons.
“Shit, Lexi. You feel me in your tummy baby.”
“Yes. Yes, I feel you. So deep Sax. So good.”
“That’s where I am going to put my sons and one daughter. Can’t you see it?”
“Yes. Yes.” She bounces faster and faster, calling my name over and over. Not able to contain myself anymore, I grip her harder, knowing my fingers are going to leave bruises on her body. That is a fucking turn on in itself. Meeting her downward thrust, I can feel the pressure gathering in my sack, wanting to burst my cum all over her.
I sit up, kissing her mouth, back and forth we kiss one another. As she throws her head back, mouth opens as she moans, I leaned down and put her nipple in my mouth, sucking, biting, over and over.
“Saxson. Oh God. I gotta come. Feels so good.” She tastes so fucking good. I feel leaking come from her pussy and I know she is about to let it go. My cock is ready. Taking my fingers, I squeeze her clit.
“It’s time baby. Let go. CUM!!!!”
“Ahhhhhhhh!” She screams, body bouncing up and down. Watching her lose herself, my cock finally gives in.
“Shit…. shit...fuck!!!” I move up and down faster. Cum, shooting up to her pussy as she comes down. We laid there holding each other, going in and out of sleep.
Rolling over, I see she is gone from the bed. I sit up and stretch. Looking at the clock, I am a bit more surprised at the fact that it is almost noon. Shit.
Going into the bathroom, I take a shower and get dressed in a pair of khakis, and a t-shirt. Halfway down the stairs, I smell coffee and something else. When I make it into the kitchen I stop. My mouth waters, my cock once again pointing toward its woman, wanting a taste. But the thing I love the most, is how happy she looks to be making breakfast. I walk in behind her wrapping my arms around her waist. “Good morning sweetheart.” I say kissing her neck.
“Good morning.” She blushes as her face looks down. Why is that so fucking hot?
“What are you doing?”
“Making breakfast.” She bites her lip causing me to pull it out of her mouth and replace it with my own. Her hands go into my head as she raises on her tiptoes and tried to climb onto me. My cock is begging me to take her right now. But we have shit to do today, to get ready for tomorrow. Not that she knows it yet. I kiss her one more time and with much reluctance, kiss her nose and let her know.
“Come on baby. Let’s eat this wonderful breakfast you made and then we have stuff to do today. Come on woman. Feed me.” I joke laughing at her as I hit her ass.
“Fine.” She fake pouts and smirks. She loads up my plate and once we sit and have been eating for a bit, she asks. “So, what do we have to do today? I thought we were here for vacation.”
“We are. But today, we have to get ready for our wedding tomorrow. So, you need to be fitted for a dress and I need my tux.” Now. I said it. I go back to eating like it’s no big deal.
“Wedding? Are you...serious?” She asks, mouth hanging open and panic spreading over her face.
“Yes.”
“Oh shit.” Is the last thing she says before she dashes from the table and runs up the stairs. Why do I think this might not be a good thing?
13
Lexi
Wedding!!! HE said WEDDING!! TOMORROW!!! How the hell am I supposed to get married tomorrow?!?!? Doesn’t that crazy man know a girl needs at least a year to plan? What is he trying to do? I grab my phone off the nightstand and call Lara. She is not going to believe this shit.
“Come on Lara. Pick up the damn phone.” When it goes to her voicemail, I leave a not so pleasant, panicked message and hang up. What am I going to do? How the hell am I going to plan a wedding with no friends, no family...nothing.
I sit on the bed, hands shaking, trying to stop the hyperventilation I can feel building. I can’t do this. I always pictured my wedding day. Despite the fact that I hate my parents, I always knew I would marry someone I loved. No matter what my mom and dad tried to do, I was not going to be their cash cow. I had the decor and colors all picked out, my bridesmaids, everything. I put my head in my hands. How is it going to look when his family comes here, and I have no one to stand up for me? I am so engrossed in self-pity, I don’t hear Sax when he comes in the room.
“Lexi, look at me.” I wipe my eyes and look up.
“What's wrong baby? Don’t you want to marry me?”
“I do Saxson. So much. But what is your family going to think of a girl who belongs to no one? No family, or friends here for me. For that matter, we don’t know anything about one another. They are going to think we are crazy.” To my utter horror, I am crying. My head in his chest, bawling my eyes out.
“Princess, would having your family here make you feel better?”
“No. I mean not really. Brides usually have family with them that love them. My parents don’t love me. They only love what they think I could get them…. A connection to the Smith family money via Jared. There will be no one there from my side that simply loves me.” I cry more into his chest. His arms tighten around me and even that makes me cry more.
“Shhh. Baby don’t cry. Look at me. From the moment I saw you, you belonged to me and after tomorrow, you will belong to the Maldonado Family. You will always belong. So will our children.” He says as he rubs my stomach. It isn’t until this very moment that it hits me, that all of the sex we have had over the past few hours, we have used no protection. I look down to where his hand is and put mine over his looking him in his eyes. “You understand Princess.”
My heart begins to soar as I realize, he is right. I will have a family of my own with this beautiful man. Fuck everyone else. “I understand, Saxson.” I lean into him and kiss him, letting my tongue lead the way. My body immediately goes up in flames. I am seconds from stripping right here, when I hear a whirr above us. Reluctantly, but with much curiosity, I ask him. “What’s that?”
“I don’t know.” He says as he smirks at me letting me know instantly he is lying. “Why don’t we go find out.” I jump off his lap and make to run out the door.
“Get your ass back here. Where do you think you are going like that?” I look down and my face heats up. Crap. I forgot I was in his shirt and nothing else. “Put on some fucking clothes Lexi. The fuck you trying to turn me into?” I run up to him and kiss his lips.
“Such a grumpy old man.” I say and wink as I run into the room. It takes me less than three minutes to pull his shirt over my head, put on a pair of underwear, and grab another dress. I brush my hair out and run out the door before he can say anything else. I am still perplexed about who the hell it could be. The man just sprung a wedding on me, so with him, no telling.
“Lexi!!!!” I hear the screech before I see where it is coming from.
“Lara?!? Oh my God!!!!” We run to each other jumping up and down and hugging. I am sure it shows our age, but I don't care. My best friend is here to take some of the sadness away from what is supposed to be a beautiful day.
“What are you doing here?” I ask her, trying to stop the tears from falling.
“Well, apparently, that sexy man of yours called his brother and told him to get me and bring me here because you two are GETTING MARRIED!!!!” She screams that last part and starts jumping again which in turn makes me excited too. We literally are like doing a trampoline or something bouncing around, until I see Sax and some seriously hot guy walking toward us. I release Lara and walk over to him, noting that Lara hasn’t come with me and his brother hasn’t stopped leering at her either. I turn to look at her, curious about what I am seeing and note that her head is down, and her cheeks are flushed as hell. Interesting.
“Come here brat.” Sax calls me over to him and I continue making my way. When I reach him, I punch him in the stomach for calling me a brat and then I do something I know he is going to hate.
“What can I do
for you my Sexson?” The look of defiance I am sure is showing. But I definitely hit my mark. His eyes grow dark as his dislike from the nickname reveals itself.
“What did you call me?” he growls at me.
“Well I figured, if you could call me a brat, I could you Sex-son. Sounds fair. Wouldn’t you say?” I turn to address his brother who lets out a belly laugh, shaking his head at our antics.
“Hi, my name is Alexis, but you may call me Lexi.” I extend my hand to him, choosing to ignore the brooding man beside me.
“Nice to meet you Lexi. My name is Ramone. I am the second child in the family. But more like your fiancé’s personal prank victim. It is so nice to meet the woman who has brought my big brother down a notch. I am going to have so much fun watching you put him through the ringer.” I laugh at the way he introduces himself. It’s obvious they love one another, but I can totally see the sibling rivalry too. I envy them. Turning to ask Lara about the flight, I see she is nowhere outside.
“Excuse me boys. I need to go find my friend.” I walk away and hear Ramone say ‘Sexson huh? You are in so much trouble.’ He laughs some more which causes me to chuckle as I walk inside the villa.
“Lara! Where did you go?” I call out for her, but nothing. It isn’t until I go to the back of the house and near the restroom that I hear it. Initially I think I am hearing things. But the closer I get, the more I am sure what I am hearing is crying. What the hell? “Lara? Lara honey open the door. Please. Let me in.”
I have no idea how long I sit here begging her to open the door. When I finally hear the locks click and the door open, I am sad and anxious to know why her face is a mess. I can see the blotches of her makeup coming off. But the thing that gets me, that I didn’t notice when she first got off the plane, is the puffiness under her eyes. I have known Lara my whole life. I have only seen her look like this twice in the fifteen years I have known her. The first time was when her parents divorced, and she cried for 24 hours straight when her dad left. I know because I stayed with her for an entire week. My parents were going to Monte Carlo and needed someone to watch me.
