by C. M. Steele
“What the hell is going on?” The only response he gave me, was to kiss me with the lips that I could not take my eyes off all night. It was the most amazing kiss I had ever had in my short life. My heart was already pounding from the voice, but his kiss made me feel like my heart was going to pop out of my chest. Truth be told, I had a few kisses over the years, but this was magnetic, amazingly perfect. His lips felt hot and needy as they caressed mine. His mouth was begging for entry and with a moan he had gotten in. I hadn’t even realized that it was my moan. His kisses short circuited my brain; all I could think about was getting closer to him. I was trying to crawl over into his seat and into his lap. I tried to undo my seatbelt and that is when he put a halt to our make out session. What the hell?! Damn it! He got me again. He had so much control. Maybe it was because I was, so inexperienced that it was not as good for him as it was for me.
I watched him as he adjusted his pants and smiled; he had been just as affected as I was. I sat in my seat afraid to move because he would be able to hear the squishy sound of my juices leaking on to his leather seats.
“Fuck Red, you pack a serious punch.” A truck was starting to get closer, so he pulled out and continued on before the truck could pass us. I was so mesmerized by our first kiss that I had forgotten about the voice until he started asking questions.
“Tell me, what do you know of my uncle, John O’Connell?” He was harsh, now.
“Nothing. Why?” I don’t know why he was being mean all of the sudden.
“So you have never heard of the gangster before?”
“Oh my, that John O’Connell, you are related to him?” I couldn’t hide my repulsion, and completely regretted right away, when I had seen Rick’s dismay.
“Yes, I am. So you’ve never heard your parent’s mention him? Tell me the truth. I won’t hold anything back from you, but you have to tell me the truth.”
“I really don’t know him, but the voice earlier, I am assuming is his. It is that voice I know.” He continued to drive as I proceeded to tell him what had happened, the day I ran away. His face was turning redder by the moment and his knuckles whiter as he gripped the steering wheel tighter.
“Roger, get the plane ready and the package I got from Daley. Yes, will be there in an hour.” I looked at him like he was fucking crazy.
“Baby, my father told me that my uncle is still looking for you, the deal was for when you turned eighteen.”
“Oh my god, that’s in two days!” I blanched, completely frightened.
“Don’t worry. I won’t let anything happen to you. I will try and make it the best birthday you have ever had.” He held my hand again as we drove. It calmed my fear, but did funny things to my heart. Somehow, I trusted him. I felt safe with him.
“I have to call Brady, he will be worried. Where are we going?” I didn’t want him to worry about me.
“Don’t worry about it baby; you’ll see when we get there.” He was so confident, did he get that way with age or was he born a bad ass. I just stared at his profile. His chin was strong, his brow manly and his nose a little big. He had all the features of a man born to be hardcore. My heart was doing flips from just staring at him.
“Baby, are you okay?” I had realized I had been silent for five minutes. I think I might be in love.
“I am fine, but I don’t have anything with me to go on a trip. Can we stop at my place?”
“Yeah baby, but we have to be quick.” He kissed my cheek and continued to drive. As soon as we got to my apartment we packed my bag and just as we were about to walk out he kissed me again. Oh my, the man is going to make me drunk on his kisses. Then we heard the lock and he pushed me behind him.
“Samantha, you home?” Brady was home. Good I wanted to give him a big hug before I left and I needed to give him some money. He had been so helpful to me since my mother had tried to sell me.
“Who are you?” Uh oh, he was not kind to any guy I tried to date. He was almost like a big brother.
“Umm. This is Rick.” I was so nervous. They were both big guys and I didn’t want either of them to get hurt.
“It’s Rick Williams. I am her boyfriend and soon to be so much more.” I looked at him like he didn’t just say that, but he did.
“Good, sweetheart take care and call me soon.” He walked up to me and swung me up into his arms, hugging me tightly and spinning me around. When he finally put me down, I could see the anger in Rick’s eyes.
“Do you mind keeping your hands off her?” He growled at Brady, and I thought they were going to fight.
Then Brady laughed, “Are you?”
“No, now excuse us we have to leave.” We left in a hurry and I was surprised that Brady didn’t go crazy on him. I felt like something was up between them, but the thought passed as fast as it came because I was only concerned about the probability of imminent danger.
Chapter 9: Rick
That had to be the longest flight of my life. I have made this flight many times and it never seemed so long. Being around her and not being able to be inside her was getting harder, and harder by the moment. I didn’t want to take her on the plane; I wanted our first time to be in my nice warm bed.
We landed in Athens, Greece and I took her to my vacation hideaway, outside the historical city, just on the coastline of Greece. It was a place I came when I needed to decompress. It was beautiful and full of history. I happen to be a history geek and I wanted to share that with my Samantha. I always spent my time here alone. Now, I am going to enjoy spending time with my one and only. This will be our place. I am going to spend the next couple of days enjoying her before I handle the situation with my uncle. I want her to enjoy her birthday without worry.
On the plane, I got to kiss and hold her until we had gotten too carried away. It was the stewardess that interrupted us the last time to tell us that our food was ready. After we ate my girl was tired, so she took a nap, in my lap, while I worked. Surprisingly I hadn’t gotten too hard with her on me like that. I was turned on, just by holding her, but my heart was more turned on.
When we were getting into the car, I had gotten a message from my father saying my uncle happened to be in town looking for some people that owed him money. Yeah it was looking for my girl, but he had no idea she had been at the house moments earlier.
“We are here babe. There is so much I want to show you, but first I want to kiss you.” I took her into my arms and kissed the lips that had haunted me while she slept. Even in her sleepy state, she was still so into the kiss. She slowly woke and was on my lap again, but instead of sleeping she was riding my ridge through my pants.
“Come on babe we got to go inside, now.” I was a few seconds away from embarrassing myself and staining my pants. She got off my lap, and I helped her out of the car. When I come here I can’t help, but smile. She looked out at the land and smiled, too.
“I didn’t pack anything for a tropical paradise.” I think she finally realized her surroundings.
“You did pack some summer clothes. Get changed, and we will go into the village and get you some swimwear.”
“I am surprised that you don’t keep spares here for your lady guests.” Her face dropped from happy to sad. Ahh is my Red jealous?
“Baby, don’t be jealous. I have never brought a lover here before. You are the only one. This is my sanctuary. I come here when I feel annoyed or stressed.” That made her smile; I loved that smile. It was so genuine, so sweet and all for me.
“So, get your sexy ass dressed, before I change my mind and you’ll have to skinny dip by the pool.”
“You have a pool?” She walked away to look for it. Didn’t she understand that my control was hanging on by a thread? That all I wanted to do was throw her against the nearest wall and shove my huge fucking cock inside her. I am starting to think my girl was not as experienced as I first expected. I hoped the fuck not. I wanted to claim her, and her little pussy. The thought that someone else might have taken her virginity pissed me off so, f
ucking bad. Hypocritical, I know, but I don’t give a fuck.
I went around the villa looking for her, but I couldn’t find her near the pool or anywhere on the first floor. So, I went up to the bedroom and I could hear the shower running. I squeezed my aching cock through my pants. When I did that I realized I was still wearing the same suit. I needed a shower, too. The only other shower was the outdoor one, oh well. I grabbed a change of clothes and some towels and made my way to the outdoor shower.
I had been scrubbing myself when I reached my meat that was still hard as fuck from kissing my Red. I took myself in hand. I needed to take away some of the tension because all I could think about was burying myself in her tight little package. I stroked it, slowly at first, picturing her on her knees tasting my cock, and greedily devouring it. The more I thought about it, the harder I stroked. Fuck, I was so fucking close. I called out her name over and over again as I spewed my come all over the shower stall. Good, I hoped that I could hold off a little while longer. Then, I heard her gasp. I turned to see my Samantha standing there in a pair of tiny shorts and a tank top. Her hand covering her mouth as her other hand was gliding over her mound through her shorts, stroking herself. Fuck me that was a beautiful sight. I looked down and my cock hadn’t gone down.
Chapter 10: Samantha
I had to go shower, I had been wearing the same thing for a long time and being on the plane for so long, had made me feel grimy. Normally I wouldn’t care, but I had the hottest excuse for a human I had ever seen, touching and kissing me, acting as though I was his to keep. I knew that soon he would want to make it official, by fucking me into surrendering to his will. I wasn’t stupid. I may be young, and naïve, but not stupid.
The shower felt amazing. It was one of those with about five jets, like I had before running away, but I needed to hurry. I was afraid he might join me in there. As much as I wanted it, I was scared all the same. I dressed in a light green tank top and a pair of white shorts. It was the coolest outfit I had packed for the Grecian heat. When I finished, I went to look for my boyfriend – if that was what I could call him. I couldn’t find him, but I thought I heard running water outside. Did they have sun storms here? It wasn’t the rain. I hadn’t realized that I would see the most tantalizing thing ever.
It was my handsome giant, completely naked, with water sluicing down his rippling muscles. I knew I shouldn’t be standing there, basking in his gorgeous body, but I couldn’t pull away.
I wanted to go over there and join him, to help him, wash himself. I continued to watch as he had just grabbed the loofa added the soap and began scrubbing his chest and shoulders. That was when I felt my panties drip. My shorts felt so confining, but I was too captivated by him, to take them off. I watched as he slid the loofa lower and it was then that I noticed the massive cock in between his legs. It was too big. Yet, my next thoughts were about what it could do to me, and what I wanted to do to it. I squeezed my breasts, hard. It only helped to increase my need. My heart raced as I climbed closer and closer to coming.
He dropped the loofa and used his hand to stroke his meat. Over, and over, I watched as that manly hand went from base to tip, squeezing and stroking the long, thick erection. I lowered my hand to my pussy and rubbed myself through the jean shorts. I needed the relief that he was searching for. “Samantha,” Rick groaned. At first I thought he saw me there and I opened my eyes to see that he had his eyes closed and his head back. He was groaning out my name as he stroked himself and I wondered what he was picturing. Was he picturing me bent over the sofa as he drove into me, or was he picturing me on my knees giving him head, until he fed me his come? Just as I heard him shout out my name one more I time, I gasped as I came.
He turned abruptly and caught me. I blushed profusely, as he just stared at the hand on my pussy. I dropped it quickly, when he calmly walked up to me. Not stopping, or saying a word, he captured my mouth and carried me through the house and into the bedroom, only stopping to intensify the kiss. He still hadn’t said anything as pulled my top off. My round, fat breasts were almost hanging out of my pretty pink cotton bra and jiggled with his quick movements. He looked wild and angry as he attacked my shorts. I had a surprise for him. After the shower, I was too hot… to put panties on.
Chapter 11: Rick
I must look as crazy as I felt; I was frenzied with fucking, insane lust. I watched her embarrassment flood her face, having been caught rubbing her sweet little pussy, as I stroked myself. I wanted to tell her not to be embarrassed, that, that had been the sexiest thing I had even seen, but I couldn’t get the words out. All I could do was take her mouth and own it. I wanted to make her mine permanently, but I had to wait for the right time. It won’t be long, not with the way she made me feel.
I was like a mad man, as I carried her through the house. She was mine. I had already decided that in the salon. I don’t know what the fuck I was waiting for. May be it was the fact that she seemed so sweet; or maybe it was because she was so much younger than me, or maybe because she was the one. I had a feeling it was all three.
I kissed her again, before I tossed her on the bed. I didn’t care that my bed would get wet. It was going to be filthy by the time I was done with her. I needed her and I wasn’t going to let up until we got home. Hell, even then, I would only stop to go to work.
I pulled her shirt up and off. I watched as her large breasts bounced in her adorable, but sexy as fuck bra. Hell, the girl could wear a potato sack and I would get a hard on.
Next, I went for her shorts. I unzipped it in a hurry, so much so that I didn’t notice she didn’t have any panties on, until I pulled them all the way off.
The first words out of my mouth were stupid, but all my blood had gone south, and my eleven inch monster was proof, as it stood proud and drooling.
“Are you trying to kill this old man?”
“No.” She said meekly. I think she thought I was serious. Then it had dawned on me how young and innocent she was, but as far as I was concerned there was no going back.
“Baby, please tell me. I selfishly have to know. Did you save yourself for me?” I don’t know why the fuck it mattered, but the wrong answer could make me crazy.
She only nodded with a deep blush. I looked into her deep green eyes and smiled down on her. I knew she was young, but I didn’t have it in me to wait another two years. Hell, I didn’t have it in me to wait another two minutes. I took her lips again and whispered, “Only us. You are mine and I am yours.”
I readied myself at her entrance and felt her wet heat. My cock was feeling greedy as I stuck only the tip in. Her little, fat pussy lips felt greedy as well because they swallowed up the tip.
“More, please Rick!” As I felt her squeeze the head.
“Samantha please, right now I am ready to plunder your depths until my cock is so deep in you that you beg me to go easy. This is your first time and I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Damn it, Rick you talk about me being yours, so make me your woman already.” I didn’t pause as I pushed my cock into her depths, not when I broke the barrier, that showed she was just mine, nor when I heard her cry out in pain. I relished the cry as I tore at her flesh. I didn’t understand the thrill, the joy, manly pride at claiming her. I didn’t stop moving either. I knew it hurt her, but my cock was only half way in; I wanted her to feel all of me. I needed us completely bonded to each other, leaving no space between us. I wanted nothing to ever come between us. I kissed the tears that dripped from her eyes as I took little strokes in and out. Once her walls secreted her pleasure, I pushed all the way in. I thought she would ask me to stop or to try and push me out, (hell pros did that to me all the fucking time) but no she wrapped her legs around me and thrust her hips up calling for more. Every time she cried out, I got closer and closer to spilling my seed in her. I fucked her deeper than I’d ever fucked anyone else. It was like my body and hers were puzzle pieces meant to fit each other, perfectly.
I looked down at her as her red hair fanned
out, on the pillow, “You are perfect, babe.”
I continued to rock into her as I watched every expression she had, come to that beautiful face, her breathing was labored as I observed her chest rising and falling in desire. I realized her perfect boobs were still hidden from me, and told her, “Take it off.” She unsnapped her bra for me and my eyes tried to take in my fill of her large globes. In my eagerness to claim what was mine, I hadn’t touch or tasted those round mounds, nor her little pussy. I would have to rectify that.
I played around with her pink nipples that got hard with just a glance. I bent my head over her heart, and growled as I blew air onto her nipple, before I took it into my mouth. With every pull on her nipples she squeezed my cock. I looked at her and knew I needed to mark her as mine. I sucked on her breasts hard, leaving large marks and little bites. I wanted to label them with a marker or even a tattoo that said, ‘Rick was here’ so, everyone knew she belonged to me. I started thrusting harder as I grew worried that she would be taken from me. I could feel her clenching down on my cock. With one last thrust into her little body, she cried out my name and came all on my meat, as I flooded her womb with my seed.
Chapter 12: Rick
We didn’t have a minute before my phone was buzzing. I leaned over to the bedside table. Not before kissing tenderly on her lips.
It was a text from my father asking me to call as soon as possible. Possible, would have to wait, I was busy with my woman.
I looked down at my Red, whose eyes looked heavy and drooping. I would let her sleep for a few minutes, while I ran her bath. I pulled out of her, and could see her virgin blood on my cock. I smiled as I looked back up at her now sleeping form. Fuck me, I am one lucky bastard. My fate had been sealed when I stepped into the salon and saw my little redheaded tomboy. I should give my annoying idiot assistant a raise. She had accidentally booked my meeting on my normal trip to my sister’s salon. Now a day later and I am staring at my future.
