by Marla Monroe
He grinned as he advanced toward her. She backed away from him and ended up with her back to the connecting door. He shoved his knee between her legs and grabbed her hands when she moved to shove at his chest. He held them above her head against the door.
“Now, what were you saying?” he asked in a deep voice.
She swallowed hard. He watched her throat as she did. He leaned in and licked the long line of it. She whimpered as he nibbled at her jaw. She turned her head to one side and squeezed her eyes shut.
“Open your eyes and look at me, Charlotte.”
She didn’t immediately obey, so he nipped a bit harder on her shoulder. She yelped and opened her eyes.
“Keep them open.” He watched as her pupils dilated with excitement. At least he hoped it was excitement and not fear. He didn’t want her to fear him.
“You’re sleeping with me in that bed. If you’re not careful, I’ll be breaking my word and giving you your twenty licks here over my knee before you’ve had time to recuperate from the ride.”
“Twenty? It was only ten before,” she immediately pointed out.
“That was before you sassed me. Keep it up, and it will be twenty-five. I can’t wait to undress you and fuck that sweet pussy of yours. It’s going to feel so good after having ridden with a hard cock all day long. I bet your cunt’s still vibrating from the ride, isn’t it?” he said.
She ignored him.
He notched his dick between her legs and ground it into her pussy.
“Answer me, Charlie, or I’ll start those licks right here and now.”
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, my pussy is vibrating.” She was panting now.
The sound of a lock clicking at the door and a knock had Charlotte scrambling, trying to get away from the door. He just held her there.
“Door’s unlocked when you want to open it,” Jack called through.
“Thanks,” Baxter said, but he didn’t move to let her down. Instead, he unlocked the door on their side.
“What are you doing?” she hissed at him.
“Unlocking the door. We don’t keep the doors closed between us. It’s safer that way.”
“Even when…” she trailed off. She obviously saw the truth in his eyes.
“Yeah, even when,” he taunted her.
Baxter wasn’t sure why he was baiting her like this. This was all new to her. He wanted her to accept all of him, and the only way she would was if she saw all of him. He just prayed it wouldn’t freak her out.
“But, what if they are, you know, having sex?”
“If I didn’t watch them, I’d jack off thinking about them having sex,” he said, pulling her away from the door and over to the bed. “But you know what?” he asked at her gasp.
“What?” she whispered.
“Once I met you, I started jacking off to thoughts of you instead.” He sat her on the bed. “Stay right there. Don’t move.”
Baxter backed away from her and opened the connecting door but didn’t go into the other room. Instead, he walked back over to where he’d left Charlotte sitting and began to undress. He untied his boots and kicked them off and then pulled his T-shirt over his head. Then he began unfastening his jeans.
“What are you doing?” she hissed.
“Getting ready to fuck you,” he told her.
“No. Not with the door open,” she said.
He shoved his jeans down and stepped out of them, totally nude now except for his socks. He pulled her to her feet and began unbuttoning her blouse.
“Yes, with the door open.”
She closed her hand over his fingers as they were about to take her blouse off her.
“I can’t do this,” she said.
“Yes, you can. Don’t think about it. Don’t think about anything but me, and what I’m going to do to you.”
A groan came from next door.
“Did you hear that? They’re too busy fucking each other to pay attention to you,” Baxter assured her.
He looked into her eyes and waited. She slowly removed her hands from his and dropped them to her sides. He kissed her forehead. “Good girl.”
Then he peeled her blouse off her shoulders and dropped it on the floor next to his shirt. He unhooked her front-closure bra and rolled it down her arms, but he didn’t pull it off. He left it holding her arms back. Instead, he unfastened her jeans and then knelt on the ground to take off her boots, so he could tug her jeans the rest of the way off. She sat on the bed in nothing but a pair of panties and the bra holding her arms behind her back.
Baxter bent and licked at her nipples one at a time. Then he pushed them together, so he could suck them both at one time. She moaned when he nipped at them. He wanted to hear her scream his name. Would she do that with the door open? He would make sure she did. He grinned, and this seemed to unsettle her some. She tried to shake off the bra binding her arms captive.
“Be still, Charlie. I’ve got you. I’ll take care of you. I’ll always take care of you,” he told her.
He reached behind her and removed the bra from her arms. Then he pulled her to her feet and lowered her panties enough he could get his hand at her pussy lips. He leaned in and licked her lips. Then when she opened her mouth to accept his kiss, he jerked her panties off her, tearing them in the process. She yelped, and her eyes grew large.
“I didn’t have panties out for a reason, Charlie. Don’t wear panties anywhere around me except when you’re going to work.”
“You can’t tell—”
“I can, and I am. No more panties.”
He leaned her back on the bed and climbed on top of her. She looked up into his eyes as he slowly leaned in and captured her mouth for a kiss. He sucked in her lower lip. Then he nipped at it. When she opened her mouth to him, he sucked at her tongue until he had it where he wanted it and began teasing her with long slides against it as he used one hand to mound her breast. He liked how she was a little more than a handful. It gave him plenty to play with. When she began trying to take over the kiss, Baxter pulled away and bit her nipple. She yelped and growled at him. He laughed and did it again on the other side.
Charlotte tried to scoot higher on the bed to get away from him, but he held her there with his pelvis pressed intimately against hers, his hard cock cushioned between their bodies. He slid his dick downward until he reached the apex of her legs where her sweet pussy waited for his cock. Baxter nudged her legs farther apart with one of his. Then he lifted her leg up and placed kisses all down it. She didn’t move again. He went to his knees and lifted the other leg where he could reach it and placed kisses along it, as well. Then he used his hands and spread her pussy lips wide for his questing tongue. He dived in deep, catching her off guard.
He planned to bring her so close to coming she’d beg him to let her. He wanted to teach her not to climax without his permission. He doubted she’d learn with the first or even the second lesson, but she would learn. He had so much to teach her. For a moment, he knew true fear that she would balk and leave him. No, he wouldn’t allow it. He would woo her until she wanted to please him. Charlotte was a natural submissive. She just didn’t know it yet.
He stiffened his tongue and fucked her with it. It wasn’t long before she was rocking her pelvis in time to his thrusts. He pressed a hand on her pelvis and drew back.
“Be still, Charlotte. Don’t move. Let me show you how good it can be. But don’t come until I tell you to.”
“What?” She leaned up on her elbows, her face full of astonishment.
“Don’t come until I give you permission,” he repeated.
She opened her mouth and then closed it without saying anything. He grinned and resumed his play. Baxter licked all around her clit without touching it and then delved deep within her with his again stiffened tongue. She moaned and thrashed on the bed. His little Charlie was close already. This would prove to be fun. He pulled away and toyed with her with a single finger. He teased along her opening with his finger a
nd then lower where he brushed it over her back hole.
“What are you doing?” She rose up again.
“I said be still, Charlotte.” He spanked her bare thigh.
“Ouch.”
“Just relax and feel. Don’t worry about anything. You’re entirely too uptight.” Baxter leaned down and kissed her.
She would taste herself on his tongue. Would she balk at it? When she didn’t, he smiled and continued with his exploration of her body with his tongue and fingers. He left no crease or crevice untouched. When he licked her from her clit down to her forbidden entrance, she squirmed but didn’t say anything this time. It was a start.
“You taste like liquid sunshine, Charlie. I love it.”
He began running the flat of his tongue over and over her little nub until she started to moan and pump her pelvis once again. He held her down as he licked and nipped at her clit. She reached down with her hands to hold on to his hair in an effort to direct his ministrations. He chuckled and sucked hard on her clit.
Charlotte must have remembered that she wasn’t supposed to come because she suddenly began trying to pull Baxter off her by his hair. He grabbed her hands and untangled them from his hair.
“I’m going to come if you don’t stop. I can’t stop it. I can’t control it, Baxter,” she fussed.
“Breath through it. You can do it, Charlotte. Concentrate on your breathing.” He gave her a small smile when she rolled her eyes and began to pant.
He resumed his assault of her clit with his tongue and then shoved two fingers in her wet cunt. She groaned and tried to slam her legs together. It wasn’t going to happen though. His wide shoulders kept her legs apart.
“Baxter!” she ground out through clenched teeth.
“You’ve almost made it, baby. Hold on just a little longer.”
He redoubled his efforts to make her come by locating that hot spot inside her that responded to his touch. When he found it, he caressed over it again and again. She cursed him just before she screamed his name.
Baxter grinned and then plastered a disappointed look on his face for her to see. She would learn to hold off her orgasms with time. He couldn’t wait to get her alone in his home in his playroom. He would hold her on the edge of orgasm for hours before giving her permission to come. The longer she held off, the better it would be. She would learn.
“You didn’t have permission to come, Charlotte. That’s five more licks, which makes it an even twenty-five,” Baxter told her.
“How do you expect me not to come when you’re doing that to me?” she demanded in a breathy voice.
“Stimulating your sweet pussy?” he asked.
“Playing with my G-spot. No one could hold off an orgasm with you doing that,” she complained.
“You can, and you will,” he reiterated. “Turn over.”
“Why?” she asked, uncertainty in her expressive eyes.
“Because I want you to. Do as I say, Charlotte, or I’ll add five more licks to your tally.”
She narrowed her eyes and slowly rolled over onto her stomach.
“Lift your hot ass in the air for me, but keep your arms and face on the bed.”
She complied with a great deal of mumbling. He wasn’t sure, but there was a definite “fuck you” in there somewhere. He grinned and ran his hands over her ass cheeks. She was fair skinned there. His handprints would look so good there. Nice and pink on that porcelain skin. He couldn’t wait to get her back home.
He bent over and bit her hard enough to leave a small mark on her ass. She jumped and yelped but didn’t say anything. Good. She was learning. He rubbed his hand over the sore spot, relishing it when she grunted as his hand touched the tender flesh of his bite mark.
His cock stood out from his body, heavy and hard. Baxter ran his fingers through her now dripping cunt lips, gathering her juices as he went and depositing them at her rectum. She stiffened but didn’t balk again. He nudged his dick against her pussy and let it move up and down the length of her. Her moan spurred him on. He took hold of his cock and lined it up with her creamy slit. He pushed forward and was rewarded with her moan of pleasure as he slowly slipped inside of her one inch at a time. He didn’t shove his way inside her. He wanted it to last. He wanted to feel every inch of her and every ripple of her cunt as he rasped over nerve endings.
There was little she could do in her position other than take him as he slid inside of her. He pulled back and slipped forward over and over until finally, he rested at the opening of her womb. He leaned over her back and rubbed his lips over her shoulder. His cock was encased by burning heat all around it. He needed to move but didn’t want the moment to be over with before it even started. She was so tight, he could barely keep from blowing as soon as he was inside.
Then she began to squeeze her pelvic muscles around him, and it was his turn to moan. He slapped her ass in retaliation. It didn’t stop her from doing it again. He began to move. In and out, over and over his cock seated itself inside her hot, wet passage. The deeper he went, bumping her cervix, the more she tightened around him. She liked that bump against her womb. He pulled almost all the way out and shoved forward again. She hissed out one word, “yes.”
Baxter began tunneling in and out of her at a faster and faster pace. Soon she was slamming back against his cock with her wet pussy as fast as he was fucking her. He swirled around her juices at her back hole, and as he slammed into her, he slipped his thumb in her ass. She didn’t balk. She was too tangled up in the moment. He tunneled in and out of her hot cunt while stuffing her ass full of his thumb. He could feel her begin to ripple around him. He didn’t want to climax before she did.
“Play with your clit, Charlotte. I want you to make yourself come for me. Tell me what you’re doing that feels good.”
“I’m running my finger up and down my slit. I can feel you fucking me. Can you feel my finger on your cock?” she asked.
“I feel it. Now, work on your clit for me.”
“I’m rubbing it. I’m so close. I can feel it almost there, but something is keeping me from coming.”
“Keep rubbing and make yourself feel good. I’ll tell you when you can come.”
“God, I’m almost there. So close, it almost hurts.”
He felt her finger occasionally touch his dick as she rubbed her clit. His balls were burning now. Cum boiled inside of them, ready to shoot up his shaft and into her.
Fuck! He’d forgotten a condom. He’d never forgotten a condom before. He cursed his own stupidity.
“Come for me now, Charlotte. Pinch your clit and come for me,” he demanded.
She rippled around him and cried out as she came. His cock took the brunt of her climax, and he felt his cum traveling up his cock. He pulled out and shot his cum all over her back. His balls felt turned inside out from the force of his climax. He could still feel Charlotte quivering around his balls hanging between their legs.
“Ease down, baby. I’ll be right back to clean you up.” He climbed off the bed and walked to the bathroom where he wet a bath cloth and returned to clean off her back.
He leaned over her then and kissed her neck and shoulder.
There was a knock at the door. He and Charlotte both looked up to find Jack and Nina standing at the door.
Chapter Eight
“We’re ready to go eat. Want us to wait on you, or meet you at the pizza place down the street?” Jack asked.
Charlotte dropped her head onto the mussed-up sheets on the bed and groaned.
“Go on ahead, we’ll be there in about five minutes. Charlotte? What do you like on your pizza?”
“Don’t worry, I know what she likes and doesn’t like. I’ll order you a large with everything but olives,” Nina said, winking at him.
“Sounds good to me.” Baxter stood up and picked Charlotte up as Nina and Jack turned and left.
“I don’t believe they just walked in like that,” Charlotte complained. “I mean, we were having sex.”
“
We could have walked over there instead and found them like this. It wouldn’t be the end of the world.”
“But Jack saw me naked. Hell, Nina saw you naked!” she fussed, but for some reason, it didn’t bother her as much as she thought it should.
“We’ve all seen each other naked before. I told you that I’ve watched them before. I jacked off when I did. Nina’s already seen me. Jack is into Nina, and that’s not going to change because he’s seen you naked, Charlie. Let it go.”
“I’m not used to anyone seeing me like this. It’s weird.” Charlotte pulled away from him and began getting dressed.
“It’s okay. You’ll get used to it.”
“That sounds like a threat,” she said.
“Nope. It’s a promise,” he informed her.
As soon as they were both dressed, he locked the door behind them, and they rode over to the pizza place two blocks from the hotel. The restaurant was already busy. They walked inside and spent nearly five minutes just locating Jack and Nina. They had managed to snag a booth at the back. There were at least twenty people standing at the front supposedly waiting on call-in orders.
“We may be here awhile,” Nina said. “They’re backed up on orders.”
“If they keep the beer coming, I don’t mind,” Baxter said.
They had a pitcher of beer and four mugs on the table between them. Baxter poured a glass for her and then one for himself. Charlotte took a sip and relaxed as it hit the spot. She could use the soothing qualities of a beer high. She was a nervous wreck and having a hard time looking Nina in the eye. Forget even looking in the same direction as Jack. How was she supposed to act as if nothing was wrong?
“We ordered two large pizzas with everything but olives,” Nina informed them.
“What if I like olives?” Baxter asked.
“Tough titty,” Nina told him with a smile.
Baxter turned to Charlotte and was about to say something, but she cut him off quick.
“Don’t say it, or I will walk back to the hotel without you,” she threatened.
Baxter chuckled and hugged her close to him.
“There are two bars here in town. I was thinking we would see which one looked the least crowded to go to. What do you think, Baxter?”
