by Alexa Riley
“Fuck. I can see your pussy dripping already at the idea of how many ways I’ll fuck you. But I’m going to eat this cunt, Rose. I’m going to taste our cum mixed together, and I’m going to get your scent all over me.” With those filthy words, his mouth descends on me, and I’m crying out.
He licks and sucks me, and all I can do is lie there and pull against my restraints. I beg and plead, but he’s relentless, and within minutes I’m on the cusp of another orgasm.
My poor pussy and clit have been worked over and abused so much in the last hours that my body is giving up an orgasm without much of a fight. When he bites down on my clit I lose the battle and let out a shout of pleasure. He’s taken something else from my body that I didn’t want to give up.
Once I’ve come down from my peak, he crawls up my body, kissing me as he goes. I can’t face him so I keep my eyes closed and my head turned to the side, but when he pushes his nose against my cheek, I can smell my pussy on his face, and I can’t stop the aftershocks of my orgasm from making me twitch with need again.
“Now where’s my kiss, Rose? Remember, we always kiss after we make love.”
CHAPTER FIVE
COLTON
I wake up more aware of her body than my own. Her arms wrapped around me, her leg spanning my belly, her hair everywhere. I am completely surrounded by her. I took her repeatedly through the night. It was like I couldn’t cool the raging lust I had for her. Having her spread-eagled, tied to the bed, I’m sure wasn’t helping. Months of planning this, and she was finally here, spread out for my taking whenever and however I wanted. And I did. Fuck, if my heart didn’t want to leap out of my chest just looking at her wide, frightened green eyes, her lush body laid bare for me.
When my cock finally went down, I crawled on top of her, my knees beside her head, and made her taste the mix of us together. I wasn’t selfish enough to not share that with her. Eating her pussy with my cum dripping out of her was pure heaven, and I wanted her to have a piece of that too. When she got my cock all clean, I was hard once again, and I figured she might as well just finish. She made me hard, so she should take care of it.
“That’s it baby. Now moan around my cock so I know how much you like sucking my dick. I bet you were trying to get me hard. You got a little taste of my cum, but you wanted a whole mouthful, didn’t you? I’ll give it to you. I’ll give you anything you want,” I say, thrusting into her mouth.
My cock slides in and out between her lips. Her big green eyes are wide and when she finally moans around my cock, I can feel it all the way in my balls. I fuck her face faster, my breathing growing hard with each deep plunge into her mouth.
Time seems to blur, and I have no idea how long I spend with her mouth around me. It could be three minutes or three hours. I am completely lost until I explode.
“Take it all,” I grunt, still pumping into her face. “Drink every drop down.” My cum spurting down her throat.
Pulling my soft cock from between her lips, I run the tip along them, smearing a little bit of cum on her lips. She immediately licks her lips, and seeing it causes more of my cum to leak out. Greedy. “Stick your tongue in the tip, Rose. Get all the cum out, and clean the little hole.”
She latches on to the tip of my cock, getting every drop. I can feel her tongue going inside the tip of my cock and sucking me dry. “Such a good girl, my Rose.”
I lost count of how many times I took her last night, and there’s no counting how many times I made her cum. One time I actually passed out on top of her. Then I woke up with her pussy contracting around me, pulling my cum from me like a greedy little whore. She can protest all she wants, but her body couldn’t get enough of me.
When I finally untied her, she wrapped herself around me. She might’ve been sleeping, but it just shows how much her mind and body are fighting each other.
I hate pulling myself from her, but my love need some care; my cock is almost raw from her tight pussy and I’m sure she isn’t doing any better. Heading to the bathroom, I grab a warm washcloth and some cream before I make my way back to her. She’s rolled to her back with her legs spread wide for me. Her deep breathing letting me know she’s still sleeping. She’s lucky I don’t climb on top of her again and get my fill, with her baiting me like she is, but I have to do what’s best for my girl.
Running the warm washcloth softly between her legs, part of me loves seeing my cum coating the inside of her thighs, and I hate that I have to clean it away. Once I get her all cleaned up, I apply a cream to help with any discomfort she might be feeling. I want her to feel what I’ve done to her body, but I want it to be a sweet burn, not one that hurts her. When I look up, I see her staring at me with a strange look in her eyes. She’s still sleepy, but there’s something else there.
“Morning, love,” I say, tossing the washcloth and cream on the nightstand table before leaning down to kiss her. I’m shocked when she responds by kissing me back. Her tongue stroking into my mouth, sliding over mine, making a bolt of electricity shoot through me. How could I ever live without this? I can’t.
This woman was made for me; she’s my other half. She craves what I want to give her and she’s come to see that. That I can be her everything, and fulfill any need she’s ever had. No more writing out in her diary the dark things she craves, because I can give them to her. I crave doing this to her, and only her.
Hearing her stomach growl reminds me I haven’t fed her. I sigh; it takes everything in me to pull back from her.
“I’ll make us something to eat,” I say.
“Okay, I need to use the bathroom.”
Nodding okay, I grab her by the hand, pulling her from the bed. The room has a slight chill to it so I grab my bag off the table and fish her out one of my shirts to wear, sliding it over her head. She practically swims in the thing.
“Hmm – thank you,” she says, a light blush creeping across her cheeks, making me want to pull her to me. I’m sure she’s going over the past twelve hours in her head. Remembering all the times I made her come, and got her to tell me she loved me. Maybe turning over in her pretty little head how much she liked it.
“Go on.” I nod to the bathroom door. “Leave the door open, and don’t wash yourself. If you need a shower I’ll clean you, but first I need to feed you.”
When she enters the bathroom I take my chance to head out to the car and grab some stuff. When I walk back into the cabin, she’s just coming from the bathroom. Making my way over to the table, I pull a chair out for her, indicating she should sit. When she does, I toss the contents of my glove box on the table. The naked pictures I’ve had of her, and her diary.
I hear her gasp, but I just make my way over to the kitchen area and start to make our breakfast. I give her time to let everything sink in, and let her see how far this all really goes back.
“You read my diary!” she shouts from behind me.
A bark of laughter belts out of me, and I shake my head. “Love, we’ve done just about everything in that little book. Have I missed something?” I say while cracking a couple eggs into a bowl.
“Why are you doing this?” she whispers so softly I almost don’t hear.
I turn and face her, and her deep green eyes meet mine. “Because I want to give you everything you could ever dream of.”
“What if I want to leave?”
My eyes shoot to the door that I intentionally left wide open when I returned from my cruiser. She follows my line of sight.
“I’ll give you everything in the whole goddamn world, Rose. Sometimes I think the only reason I exist is because without you I’d be nothing. The day I saw you my whole world changed. I’ll give you anything you want, but what I won’t give you is freedom from me. You’ll always be mine. You’ll have to kill me to be free of me, Rose. Can you do that?”
“Why won’t you just let me go?” she whispers, and I smile at her.
“All right, how about this. I’ll give you a thirty-second head start. If I catch you, you’ll stop f
“And if I get away, you’ll let me go? You promise?” she says with a little hope in her voice.
“I’ll give you a thirty-second head start, but I promise there will never be any getting away from me. If you make it to the clearing on the other side of the woods, I’ll drive you back to your car and we can pretend this never happened. But if I catch you, then we come right back here.”
CHAPTER SIX
ROSE
My heart is beating out of my chest. I remember seeing the clearing on the other side of the trees when we got here yesterday. Hope creeps in my heart and I think I can do it. Thirty seconds isn’t long, but I’m fast. I’m not strong, and I’m little, but I’m quick.
I look down at my bare feet, and think this could be problematic, but I don’t pass up this chance at freedom.
“Okay,” I say with more confidence than I feel. I stand up and walk to the open cabin door. “Thirty seconds,” I confirm and look back over my shoulder.
Colton puts the bowl of uncooked eggs on the counter and wipes his hands off. He lowers his chin in agreement, and a devilish grin creeps across his mouth.
I nod and turn to face the outside world. This is it. My one chance to make a break for it. I take a deep breath and sprint off the porch.
I’m counting in my head as I bolt from the cabin. One, two, three…my feet feel the gravel in the driveway, but I don’t pay attention to the pain. I push my legs as fast as I can and I have my sights set on the clearing.
Ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen…when I reach the edge of the woods, my feet hit the leaves and sticks just as my lungs start to burn. Adrenaline and panic are flooding my body and making my body push harder than I thought. I can see the sun breaking through on the other side of the treetops, and I feel like I’m going to make it. I’m going to beat him and he’ll let me go.
Twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two…suddenly I’m being wrapped up from behind and tackled to the ground. When he catches me from behind, he twists so he hits first, and takes the brunt of the fall.
My lungs are on fire, and I kick out with my legs as he wraps up my arms with his. “You cheated!” I scream, but he only laughs.
“I changed my mind is all, sweet Rose. Don’t be mad,” he says, hauling me up from the ground. “I saw how fast you were, and didn’t want to take the chance.”
He picks me up and throws me over his shoulder fireman-style as he carries me back to the cabin, my bare ass exposed. I try to pull the shirt back down to cover up as he carries me back inside, but he just smacks my ass and laughs again.
“Baby, there’s no one around for miles. You think I’d let anyone see what’s mine? Never.”
He walks into the cabin and tosses me down on the bed. I lie back, defeated from my getaway. This wasn’t supposed to happen. I was supposed to make it.
Colton climbs on top of me and looks down into my eyes. “Don’t be so sad, baby. Now we get to spend the rest of the night together,” he says with a wicked look.
He climbs off the bed, and cleans my feet, putting medicine on all the little cuts I got from the woods. After he deems me patched up, he goes back to making me breakfast like nothing happened.
I don’t remember how many times he reached for me last night, but I do remember that when I finally passed out I clung to him. My body was so physically exhausted, and my mind so mentally spent, that I needed the comfort. I needed the tenderness of affection after such an intense day. I don’t know what flipped in my mind, but after feeling what he did to me, and how obsessed he is, I knew that he would give me the comfort I needed. I knew that when I rolled over and put my arms around him, he would accept me with an open heart.
Colton may have done many things to me, but he would never deny me the physical love that my heart and body craved last night.
When we are finished eating, he washes me in the shower, just like yesterday. He is tender with my body, and lovingly washes my hair. Afterward, he applies medicine to my feet again and puts cream on the tender flesh between my legs.
It’s embarrassing being spread open and having him there, but there’s an intimacy to his touch like I’ve never felt before. It’s confusing, but my body responds to it.
He pulls back and looks down at my exposed pussy, and sees my wetness leaking. He cocks his head to the side and bites his lip.
“I think it’s time you gave me your ass, Rose. Your pussy is sore, and I’m in need again,” he says as he strokes his erection. He’s been rock-hard nonstop since he woke up, and I’ve been waiting to see what he has planned next. A chill runs down my spine and I start to draw my legs closed.
“Please,” I beg, and try to scoot away.
“Oh, Rose. We were doing so good. Don’t make me hold you down.”
“Please don’t,” I plead. “You’re too big, you’ll hurt me.”
He smiles and grabs my ankles, pulling me back down to the end of the bed. “You should know by now I would never hurt you, my love,” he says, and flips me over on my stomach. I try to kick my legs free, but he’s so much stronger and I’m still so tired after my sprint in the woods. I feel the rope circle around my feet and I cry out.
“Shhh. Calm down. I won’t hurt you, and it’s going to be so good. You’ll see,” he says, and ties off my other foot.
He roughly grabs my hips and pulls them so my ass is on display in the air. We’re still naked from our shower, so I’m fully exposed, and shaking, knowing that any second he’s going to fuck me in my ass. Hard.
I feel his warm tongue circle my tight bud, and I cry out from the shock. I just expected him to shove his cock inside me, and this gentle touch is confusing.
“Just relax, my love,” he says, and pulls back.
Suddenly I hear him spit, and feel the cool saliva on my asshole, and the tip of his cock at my back entrance. “Oh god!” I shout, because this has gone from sweet and gentle to quick and dirty too fast. “Please stop. Please don’t do this,” I beg, and try to pull away. He has one hand around my hip, holding me in place, and he’s using his other to guide the head of his cock into my ass.
“That’s it, Rose. Make it nice and tight for me. I want to feel that tight ring strangle my cock. Clench your asshole as hard as you can for me.”
I feel the hand around my hip move, and his big fingers start to gently stroke my clit.
“No,” I moan, because I know what’s coming. He will manipulate my body against me. Use my pleasure to make me want this.
It’s as if my body is wired to his touch, and I start to move my hips with his fingers. I’m rocking against his hand and I’m starting to get close to an orgasm.
I feel the pressure against my asshole, and my hips rise in invitation. I bury my face in the bed, because the shame of what I want is real. I want this. I want him to fuck my ass and make me cum. I want him in the darkest part of my body, and I’m so humiliated by this realization.
“My dirty fucking slut,” he says as his cock bottoms out in my ass. “Look at how easy you take my dick back here. Your hips are pushing against me, begging for more. You want it rough, don’t you, Rose? You want me to fuck your ass hard? I got you baby. Just be still and I’ll take care of you.”
I feel him spit on my ass again and I whine into the mattress. It’s too good, and I hate myself for loving it. He pulls out and then pushes back in hard, causing me to cry out and bear down on his hands, seeking pleasure with my pain.
After a few more hard thrusts, I’m on the edge, and I can feel he’s close too. We are so in tune with each other’s bodies that we are going to cum together.
Colton puts hard pressure on my clit, and then pinches it as he thrusts one last time, sending me over the edge and into pure sexual bliss. My ass tightens up and clenches around him while I shout my release into the mattress.
I feel his cock pulse as he empties into my ass, and I can’t think of anything other than how wonderful that felt. After a beat, he lies down across my back and kisses the side of my face.
“I love you,” I whisper, and I can feel the smile spread across his face.
The rest of the day and night are spent entwined with one another. Colton doesn't have to tie me up anymore to get me to do what he wants, and I don’t think about running away anymore.
When morning light floods through the cabin, he begins to pack up what little he brought, and I put on the pink dress I walked into the cabin wearing.
As we walk out on the front porch, he takes my hand and kisses my knuckles, and I look up and meet his eyes.
“We should get going,” he says, and I nod my head in agreement.
“The kids will be happy to see us after a weekend at your mom and dad’s,” I say.
“Please, you know they spoiled them the whole time,” Colton says on a laugh as we walk out to his cruiser.
“Maybe we can do this next weekend too, only this time it will be your fantasy.”
“My sweet Rose, anything you want is my fantasy. Always has been. Always will be.”
I blush while leaning up and giving my husband a kiss on the lips. Could life get better than this?
EXCERPT FROM
TAKING THE FALL
“What the fuck are you doing here, Cherry?” Carter growls and stands up from a metal chair.
I’ve never seen this look on him before. Well, not directed at me anyway. What should I expect though? The man is in prison and has been for four years, and still has another four to go.
I haven’t seen him since that night. The night I can’t remember. The reason I’m here.
“Did you get my letters?” I ask, ignoring his question. I sent hundreds over the years and never once did he respond.
“Yeah, I got them,” he fires back.
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