Into the Dark

by T A. McKay

  I run up to Lillie’s door and ring the bell. I'm dressed casually in black cargo shorts and a black t-shirt, it’s been such a hot summer this year and I’m doing anything I can to keep cool. Thankfully, Lillie doesn’t leave me on the front step for long. The door opens in front of me and there she stands, in nothing but her underwear and a pair of red fuck me heels. Damn! This woman knows what I like. I move towards her like an animal stalking its prey, wrapping my arm around her waist and kicking the door closed with my foot. I keep dragging her backwards, her feet barely able keep up with the huge steps I'm taking to get to her bedroom. This is our usual routine, there is no teasing, no build up. There is just need and fucking. That's all you can call it when we’re together, there is nothing gentle about it, no love, it’s purely a release with no ties or expectations.

  Reaching her room, I throw her onto her bed, making a small squeal leave her. Lillie always acts as though this is a surprise to her, but it’s not, I know that she is dirtier than me. Give her twenty minutes, and I know those heels on her pretty feet will be digging into my ass … for the second time. She pulls herself up the bed so she is lying on the centre of it, and what an image she is, lying there with a gleam in her eye that tells me she is ready for whatever I throw at her.

  “Remove them.” It’s a simple statement and the first words I’ve spoken to her since I arrived, but it’s all the instruction Lillie needs. She really is a good girl. She raises herself up to a sitting position and reaches behind her to remove her bra, letting her beautiful breasts hang free. She rubs over them, taking their fullness into her palm as she squeezes them, making her nipples harden and scream for my attention. I know what she’s trying to do, she’s trying to make me forget I asked her to get naked, forget that I have any control. Lillie has a little kink that she likes to have played out, it’s a fondness of getting her panties ripped from her body, the rougher you are the more she gets off and this is what she is pushing for, I can tell by the naughty gleam in her eyes. I decide that I will play into her little fantasy today, everything else will be my choice so I will give her this one little thing. I grab my t-shirt by the hem, pulling it over my head and kick my trainers off, leaving them both in a pile on the floor.

  I crawl up the bed towards Lillie, and I see her breathing start to increase, making her chest rise and fall quickly. Her face flushes as I kiss up her legs, moving slowly, licking and biting as I move towards my goal. I listen to her breath hitch as I bite her inner thigh, high up, and I run my nose across her panties and inhale deeply. My nose is filled with the smell of her arousal, there is no better smell in the word than a woman who is truly turned on. I fist my hands into the front of her panties and roughly tug them, the sound of ripping material fills the room closely followed by a deep moan from the woman below me. Lillie’s eyes open but I'm not sure she can see me through the aroused haze she has in them, I think I could be any guy at this moment, and it wouldn’t make a difference to her, but that works for me. I run my fingers between her pussy lips, damn she’s always so wet! With her legs falling open further, she pushes herself onto my fingers, increasing the pressure against her clit. I let her continue for a few minutes while watching her, seeing her breathing increasing even more before I move my fingers away. The little moan that she makes lets me know how much she was enjoying it, but I need to get some pleasure here, and I'm still too overdressed.

  I rise from the bed, standing close to the side. She watches every move I make and the look in her eye has my dick straining painfully against the front of my shorts, begging for release. She gets to her hands and knees and crawls across the bed towards me, I just can’t take my eyes from her breasts swinging below her as she moves. She runs her nose up the length of me when she gets close enough, and I have to close my eyes, I need to block out that image before I make a very embarrassing mistake in my shorts. She lowers my zipper, letting her fingers run down my erection as it finally springs free. I know what she is planning on doing, her hand grips me tightly at the base as she lowers her head, her tongue flicking across the tip of my dick but it’s too much, she is going to make me go off too soon. I move back from her grip making her let go when I am out of reach, she looks up at me with confusion on her face.

  “Lie down on your back, open your legs and get ready for me.” I push my shorts from my legs as I watch her hurriedly crawling back up the bed, doing as I ask. Lifting my shorts from the floor and grab the condoms from the pocket. I throw all but one on the bed next to Lillie, ripping open the one I kept and throwing the wrapper on the floor. I roll the condom over my erection before crawling up the bed and between her legs. I rub my dick between her wet pussy lips, feeling her burning heat even through the rubber. Leaning down, I kiss Lillie on the lips, letting my tongue lick over her lips before attacking her mouth with more force.

  “Are you ready for me?” I whisper against her lips when I pull back slightly. My control is seriously lacking at the moment, and I want nothing more than to bury myself in her, get lost in the pleasure that I know she will give. I feel her hand move down between us and it brushes my dick as she slips fingers inside herself.

  “Mason, you need to hurry up and fuck me, or I'm going to do it myself.” Fuck. This girl really is something else, she is the perfect match for me.

  I reach down and remove her fingers before I line myself up with her opening, rubbing up and down over her one last time before slipping into her slowly. I can feel the groan I let out come from the base of my balls, she is so fucking tight. Her nails dig into my shoulders, and I feel those heels dig into my ass, I had misjudged how long it would take them to get there. Moving in and out of her slowly I look down and watch Lillie, she has her mouth open and eyes closed. The noises coming from her aren’t helping me with my lack of control, I just want to pound into her until she screams my name, or I explode…whatever happens first. I really don’t care which, there will be more times tonight to make her come if I beat her to the finish.

  I can feel the walls of her pussy start to grip my dick, making the friction between us almost unbearable and I can feel the telltale pressure building in my balls, telling me that this isn’t going to last as long as I want it to. I reach up and place my thumb on her lips. Her eyes open and she looks at me for a moment before her lip's part and she sucks my finger into her mouth.

  “You’re such a good girl.” She gives me a smile as she bites the pad of my thumb, causing my balls to tighten more. I close my eyes and let my head drop to hers. I remove my thumb and reach down between our bodies seeking the one area that I know will push her over the edge.

  “Mason, please don’t. I'm so close already.” She pants as her nails drag down my back, and I'm pretty sure they are drawing blood. I reach her clit and rub gently over the top of it. She explodes around my dick, gripping me like a vice while screaming my name over and over again. I try to hold off, but I just can’t. I groan loudly, even hearing myself over her voice. I collapse down on top of her, not able to hold my weight up on my arms any longer. Shit that was amazing.

  I lift my head from her shoulder where it had landed and look her in the eye.

  “You really are fucking amazing, Lillie.” I feel her move slightly below me before she smirks and says the words that make this lifestyle the one for me. The words that make me think that all my friends who are settling down are insane. The words that ensure that I will never fall into the trap of being with just one woman.

  “Mason, you haven’t seen anything yet.”

  Fuck me. I love my life.

  Chapter Two

  Fuck me. I hate my life!

  It’s late Saturday afternoon, and I’m still trying to add the bodywork to the bike I’ve been working on all week. My mistake yesterday has put us further behind than I had hoped, I’m so pissed off with myself for being stupid. I know this shit like the back of my hand, I never make mistakes like that, well I hadn’t before this. I should be home by now, getting ready for my night out with Rocco and his woma
n, but it’s just not happening. I look at the clock on the wall above the workbench and see it’s 4.45pm. I need to get out of here, like fifteen minutes ago. I finally bite the bullet and give up trying to fix my mistake. I tidy up my work area, putting away all my tools before they develop feet and I find them in all the guys’ toolboxes. Locking up the main doors and setting the alarm I let out a huge sigh, I hope my night is better than my day has been. But then I think of Claire…and I smile to myself.

  The taxi drops me and Rocco outside of ‘The Rose’. It's my favourite pub in the area, it has everything that I need to have a great night out. It’s not a trendy place, but it’s popular enough to attract a good selection of women. Every time I come here, I guarantee I can go home with a few phone numbers as well as a pretty hot woman on my arm.

  We make our way inside with Rocco in the lead, I’m looking around me scoping out the women when I walk straight into Rocco’s back. He has stopped abruptly in front of me, and I can see his shoulders tense. What the fuck? I look around him as he continues to stand there, not seeing anything that would have him freaking out like he is. He storms off making his way towards a beautiful woman who is sitting on her own, or at least I think she wishes she was, and I finally realise what is happening. There is a drunk guy in the woman’s face, and she is trying not to make eye contact with him as she looks around, probably for someone to save her. I stand and watch with a smirk on my face, wondering how far Rocco will go for the woman, who I now know without a doubt is Makenzie. I swear, when he reaches Makenzie, I can see his body vibrate with anger, it’s been a while since I had to back him up in a fight, but I will have his back as always. I make my way over to the table where Rocco is doing his best impression of an angry bear, and I have another little chuckle to myself, if the guy knew Rocco the way I did he wouldn’t be scared in the slightest. But I will admit the angry gleam in his eyes would make even the biggest guy back down, he must like this girl more than I thought. I reach the table in time to hear the end of Rocco's threat to the guy. He obviously wanted to get to know Makenzie a bit better than she wanted to know him, and I can’t say that I blame him. This girl is beautiful in a girl next-door kind of way, I do tend to like my girls a bit showier but I can see Rocco’s attraction to her.

  “The lady has company, so why don't you just go and sit somewhere else.” I can hear the growl in his voice as I take a seat across from them to watch the show. I don’t even think either of them has noticed I'm now at the table as the unspoken battle of power is raged between Rocco and the drunk guy. I look around while waiting for the drama to finish and notice Callie behind the bar, I give her a smile while she waves at me. Yes, I have had a little fun with her before, and she is worth another visit to see what else she has to offer, just not tonight. I am on a promise with Claire, and that's not something I'm going to miss.

  “Now, I will give the guy some credit for noticing how beautiful you look tonight, but I think we will keep you company instead of him. Sorry, we’re late.” I turn my attention back to the table, but I don’t know why I bother. They are both staring at each other as though they wished that they were alone…and naked. Well, this is awkward, sitting here with them drooling over each other. I'm not used to being the third wheel.

  “You gonna introduce me to your fine lady Rocco? Or are you just gonna sit there all night with your tongue hanging out?” I can’t help myself, I should be supportive and shit but it’s just too easy to wind him up. I look over at Makenzie and see her blush as she looks over at me. I try not to grin too much, but I can't help it when I feel Rocco’s foot connect with my leg under the table. I look over to him and smile sweetly, finding great happiness at the blush that's on his cheeks too. My work here is done.

  “Mason, this is Makenzie, and Makenzie this idiot is Mason.” Rocco manages to say through gritted teeth. I know I am going to pay for this soon, but it will be worth every second of it. Makenzie reaches her hand over the table to shake mine, and I take her hand but stand to kiss the back of her hand, I know it will annoy Rocco and that knowledge just makes me smile more.

  “It’s completely my pleasure pretty thing. I can see that our guy Rocco over here was completely underselling you when he said you were gorgeous.” I can feel Rocco’s eyes boring into the side of my head, and I know he wants to come over and beat me, but he can’t. I think this night might be a lot more fun than I originally thought.

  “So what can I get you to drink, sexy?” I stand to go to the bar. If I’m going to survive the pair of them mooning all over each other all night, I will need to drink lots of alcohol.

  After getting their drink requests, I approach the bar. Callie is serving a few guys down the end of the bar, but when she sees me, she excuses herself and makes her way over to me.

  “Well, good evening, Mr. McIntyre. What can I get for you?” With the rise of her eyebrows and the grin pulling at the side of her lips I know she is up for playing tonight, I might head back here tonight if things with Claire don’t work out.

  “Good evening, sexy. What exactly are you offering?” I match her grin as I lean into the bar, getting closer to her, my lips almost brushing hers. I see her moving closer as she licks her lips making them wet, my memory wanders back to the last time I was in the pub, and her lips were wet…and around a very happy piece of my body. I feel my dick harden in my jeans, and I try to focus on what is coming out of her mouth, instead of what I know her mouth can do.

  “You know what’s on offer for you, just depends if you are finally gonna take me up on my offer?” The breathy way the words are leaving her mouth aren’t helping the situation in my jeans, my dick is screaming at me to take her up on her offer but I know he will be much happier later, I just need to wait a little while longer. I move back from her, trying to get my body under control.

  “Oh Honey I wish I could…I really do, but I'm out with Rocco tonight and I can’t bail on him. He’s trying to impress a lady, and you know he needs all the help he can get.” I try to make a joke, but I see her head jerk back and look over to the table I just left. I can see a frown appear on her face as she takes in Rocco with Makenzie. If I didn’t know better, I would say that she was jealous of what she was looking at.

  “I didn’t think Rocco dated.” I hear her say quietly, and I'm not sure she is actually talking to me at this moment. Well, I’ll be damned, I guess Rocco has more admirers than I thought. I'm glad now that I have another option for tonight, I’m never second choice for anyone.

  “So can I order my drinks now?” Yeah, definitely time to get this show on the road.

  I’m standing in the VIP area of ‘Vertigo’ talking to Marie, a hot little waitress who will be seeing to all our needs tonight. I look around the nightclub that we brought Makenzie too, it’s busy tonight and the music is loud. We have been here about an hour, and I still haven’t managed to find Claire. I hope she’s here tonight like she promised, I don’t think a case of blue balls will end my night well. Marie is currently running her fingers up and down my arm while standing really close, maybe I won't need to end the night with blue balls after all. Marie isn’t the type of girl I usually go for, not that there is a girl I don’t go for, but she is older than me, and I'm pretty sure she would eat me alive if I let her. Standing in front of me in those tiny little shorts and her white apron, I’m seriously thinking of raising the age limit on my type. I look around trying to find Rocco to see if he wants another drink and I see him standing behind Makenzie, ok, so using the word standing is keeping it tame. Rocco is currently grinding into her arse like they’re alone. In this moment I am so freaking proud of him, obviously he has been watching my moves and taking tips. Looking past the happy couple I notice Claire speaking to some people just off the dance floor, and I start to make my way towards her. She is looking so fucking hot tonight, even in her professional clothes she can reduce any man to his knees, me included. She’s wearing a bright red tight skirt that lands just below her knees, with a split going right up the
back and ending just before her beautiful round arse. Her top is black, shiny and tight. Perfect! On my way over I walk past the grinding couple, and I can't help but give them a knock with my arm, making them pull apart quickly.

  “You guys are looking very cosy.” I give them both a smile as I go to move past, but not before Rocco punches me on the arm. The guy is far too easy to wind up.

  I move silently up behind Claire and grind my dick into her ass. She must know who it is as she doesn’t move away from me, or at least I hope she realises it’s me and she’s not just used to men doing that to her. Yes, I know I'm a hypocrite but I like my women not to sleep about too much, I know I am very…how shall I put it…liberal with affections but I don’t like that attribute in my women. She continues talking to the couple as I run my nose up her neck, biting at the bottom of her ear. She pushes her arse back into my dick, making it harden in a very uncomfortable way. I reach down and re-adjust myself, easing the pressure inside my jeans a little, before moving against her again. Her back straightens and I know she can feel the erection I have for her.

  “Say goodbye to your friends, sexy.” I whisper, making sure I blow gently in her ear. She likes that shit, also the bossing her about that's her thing. She loves to be dominated in the bedroom, to give up all control to a guy so they can give her the pleasure she craves. Tonight is going to end with Claire tied to the desk in her office, open and ready for me.

  I reach my back pocket and grab my phone that has just buzzed. I’m standing still talking to Claire, trying to be patient while we wait for her shift to finish. I have tried to get her to her office to have some fun, to just forget that she has responsibilities and let me take advantage of her. I was just making headway when my phone buzzed telling me I had a message. I’m tempted to leave it, there is no one that is as important as Claire at this moment, but I’m too nosey not to see who it is. Pulling it from my pocket, I look at the lit up screen and notice Rocco’s name on it. I look around and notice that Makenzie is sitting on her own at the table in the corner, the last time I had seen her she was dancing with Rocco. I open the message and read in case there is an emergency.