Taking What's Owed

by Alexa Riley

  “Don’t tease,” he commands, and I shake a little in his hold.

  I do as he says and relax my throat as I take as much of him as I can inside my mouth. There’s still a good amount of him I can’t manage and I instinctively wrap both hands around the base of his cock, tightening and massaging.

  My tongue runs along the bottom ridge, and he hisses with approval as a bit of his cum leaks into my mouth. I should hate this. I should hate how he’s forcing me, but there’s a deep dark spark inside my body that is somehow getting off on this.

  I close my eyes tight and try to focus on making this good for him. I want to give him the best blow job of his life so he’ll let me go without incident. He could open the door and I could get in my car. I could drive home to Teddy and talk about wedding plans like none of this ever happened.

  But as a shameful wetness grows between my legs, I know that this won’t ever be forgotten. And I also know this won’t be enough for him. Even as his grip tightens on my hair and he signals that he’s about to cum in my mouth, I can feel the restrained power in his arms and thighs that he needs more from me.

  His salty-sweet cream fills my mouth and I swallow as I rub his shaft. I take every drop and just before I pull back, I place a small kiss on the tip. I don’t know why I do it, but I tell myself it’s because I needed to do a good job. That my escape depended on it.

  “Good girl,” he whispers.

  I sit back and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, avoiding his gaze. I don’t want to see what I’ve just done, and I try to shake the imagery out of my mind. The pulse between my legs reminds me that not only did I do it but I enjoyed it, and another wave of shame washes over me.

  “My turn,” he says, and my eyes snap to him.

  Before I can ask what the hell he means by that, he’s grabbed both my ankles in his hands and jerked me down on the bench seat.

  Chapter Four

  Harrison

  “What you doing?” she cries out as I pull her leggings off and throw them on the floor.

  “I could smell you while you sucked me off.” I jerk her legs apart and stare down at her. “Look at you. It’s halfway down your thighs.”

  She looks away, unable to face how whorish she got from being forced to suck my dick. I laugh, and she looks back at me with anger in her eyes.

  “Don’t laugh at me.” She says, as her face reddens.

  I push my hood off of my face and her eyes widen. “It’s okay if you like it. I won’t tell.” I wink at her before I lower my mouth to her pussy.

  Before I can make contact, she tries to buck under me. I lay my arms across her hips and pin her to the seat until she stops trying to struggle. She's so much smaller than me, so it's easy to keep her where I want her.

  “Stop fighting me. I’m going to taste this before I fuck you.”

  “Then will you let me go?” There’s a plea in her voice, because we both know what the answer to that question is going to be.

  I don’t bother responding as I breathe through my nose, smelling her pretty cunt. She’s pink, with hardly any hair, and I wasn’t lying when I said her cream was halfway down her thighs. She’s horny as fuck, and her little clit is peeking out at me.

  I cover her pussy with my mouth and moan at the flavor of her. It’s warm and sweet and tastes like home. I kiss her cunt like I would her mouth, slow and with ownership.

  “Stop,” she moans, but we both know she doesn’t mean it.

  Her hands reach for my head, and for a second she tries to push me away. Then her fingers wind into my hair and she pulls me closer.

  “Don’t!” she cries again, but her breath catches as her climax gets closer.

  I push two fingers into her wet cunt and thrust hard. I rough her up a little as I rub her G-spot and lick her pussy tenderly. The divide between the rough and gentle confuses her body and her protests fall away as her thighs open wider for me.

  Her body silently tightens and arches off the seat. A dark flush spreads over her body as her mouth opens and she shouts her climax into the cab of the SUV. The sounds of her cumming ring in my ears and I pull my fingers out of her and lick them clean. I move back between her legs to kiss her pussy one last time before I climb over her.

  Her eyes are at half-mast as she tries to catch her breath, and the second she notices me hovering over her she tries to sit up.

  “Get on your knees. I want you from behind,” I grit out as I push my track pants down to my knees and stark jerking my cock.

  She starts to say something, but I grab her waist with both hands and turn her over on her stomach.

  “On your knees now, little girl. I’m ready to fuck.”

  Chapter Five

  Marley

  The cool air hits my pussy, reminding me how wet I am. How wet I was when I came all over his face. I’m humiliated as I think about my weak efforts to stop him, how he held me down and made me get off and all I did was spread my legs for it.

  And God help me, when he said he was ready to fuck, my pussy clenched for it.

  I can feel his need for me as he comes over my back. He’s still got the jacket on, but the hood is off now. I see his dark eyes and thick lashes, and though he should terrify me, he doesn’t. His naked thighs and bare cock rest against my ass. I shiver as he shoves my knees apart and grips my hair with one hand.

  His lips press to the side of my face and I’m completely locked in place by his hold. I try to struggle, but his body is too big. There’s no stopping him from taking what he wants.

  “You owe me,” he says through clenched teeth. “You owe me for wearing this shit and flaunting it around for everyone to see. You were begging for this to happen. Weren’t you?”

  I shake my head, but he smiles against my neck as he drags his thick cock across my ass to my pussy.

  “Liar,” he whispers as he presses the head of his length to my opening.

  “Condom!” I shout.

  But again he laughs at me. Embarrassment crawls up my neck as his body shakes, and then his grip on my hair tightens.

  “I don’t think so, princess,” he says, and thrusts hard inside me.

  There’s no gentle adjustment, only his base instincts pushing him on. He’s riding me rough and fast as his grunts fill the SUV. He’s like dog on top of me, rutting into my pussy like an animal.

  I close my eyes as I feel the liquid heat of my own desire coat his cock. I’m mortified as I listen to how wet I am, my body giving him a welcome entry.

  Steam fogs up the passenger window in front of my face as his labored breaths continue. My mouth falls open, and he continues, a beast possessed by one need.

  The sounds of him fucking me ring in my ears right before he starts telling me how tight I am.

  “You really are a slut for it.”

  The denial that sits on the tip of my tongue melts away, my body giving him more lube to force his way in. His filthy words are lava in my belly and I bite my lips to force it away. But he’s the one with the control. He’s the one with the power. And the fact that he doesn’t give a fuck if I get off right now makes my approaching orgasm that much more disgraceful.

  “Goddamn, I keep thinking about football so I don’t cum,” he huffs on a laugh as he hammers into me. “Never had pussy so sweet before.”

  I strangle back a cry of desire as his big dick fucks every inch of my pussy. Never have I been taken like this before. With Teddy it’s always sweet love-making. But this man is using me to get off, and somehow that makes me want it too.

  Just as my orgasm bares down on me I see something through the foggy glass. My heart hammers when a car approaches the lot and pulls up next to my car. This SUV is parked a little ways away, but it’s still out here in plain sight.

  I open my mouth, and just as I do, a big hand clamps over it.

  “Don’t even think about it,” he growls as he fucks me harder. “If they came over here and saw you like this, they’d probably ask to get in line.”

  I watch a
s a tall man gets out of the dark car and does some stretches. He’s obviously here for a morning run.

  “I bet he’d beg me to let him fuck you,” he whispers in my ear.

  My body tightens as I watch the stranger, and the man on top of me ruts. My pussy drips with anticipation of what’s going to happen next and I can’t stop it from what it wants.

  I cry out into the palm of his hand when the orgasm rocks through me harder than any I’ve ever felt before. I tense up, and every muscle is on fire as I explode around his fat cock.

  “Fuck,” he groans, his warm cum spreading inside me and down my thighs. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

  He curses through his thrusts, and I can tell he didn’t want to go off, but my own orgasm made him do it.

  The stranger takes off for the trail and leaves us without so much as a backwards glance. Fear of him coming over and joining in dies away, but so does the hope of someone coming to save me.

  His hard length pulls out of me, and it feels like it goes on forever because it’s so big. He releases my hair as he sits back and turns me over on my back.

  His length thrusts back inside me again, and the warmth of his cum-covered cock is instantly familiar.

  “You made me cum on purpose,” he says as he begins to thrust. “You’re not getting out of here that easy.”

  “What do you want from me?” I beg, pushing on his chest.

  He grabs my wrists easily and pins them above my head.

  “Can’t you tell?” He leans down and puts his lips to my ear. “To get you pregnant.”

  Chapter Six

  Harrison

  Her body goes completely still at my words. I feel her pussy clench around my still hard cock that I have no plans of taking out of her anytime soon.

  I nibble her neck a little, needing more of her taste in my mouth.

  “I can't get pregnant,” she finally manages to say, her voice low as if she's not sure.

  “Yeah you can,” I say easily, taking another nibble of her.

  I move my hand to her thigh and drag it up until I feel her wetness. I rub my fingers in it before bringing it to my mouth.

  “Fuck.” I lick my lips. “Your taste is special, princess.” I want my mouth on her pussy again, but I need my cum inside her more.

  “I can't get pregnant,” she says again, but this time with a little more strength. I lean back and our eyes meet. She searches my face, looking for something, but I only smirk. “I'm on the birth control shot,” she adds, like she's got me beat.

  I grip her hips and move her on my dick. I drag her up and down on it, showing her I'm in charge. I will get what I want.

  Her breathing grows heavy as I take what I want. “You think this is the first time I’ve watched you?” I grunt as I fuck her harder. “You missed your last appointment.”

  Her eyes pop open and she starts to shake her head. Moving down over her, I make sure each thrust is pressed right against her clit.

  “You should pay better attention and not leave your phone lying around.”

  “What?” There’s a slight panic in her voice, but it’s choked out by my thrusts.

  “People can find out all kinds of things about you on it. They can even cancel reminders in your calendar.”

  I stop moving her hips, keeping her in a tight hold. I wait and allow my words to register, letting her finally understand her reality. I’m not fucking around.

  I watch the emotions play out over her beautiful face. “You're never letting me go, are you?”

  “Just getting that now? I made sure there’s no escape from me. Forever.”

  “You—”

  I take her mouth in a punishing kiss. The thought of her not being mine makes my skin feel like it's on fire. I bite and suck on her lips as I snake my hand into her hair. I grab a hold of her, pulling her back from my mouth for a moment.

  “Open that fucking mouth, princess, and you better kiss me back. Make me believe you love it,” I growl.

  She does as I command and I dominate her with my desire. I want us connected everywhere. She's owned by me. I'll do whatever I want with her body and she's going to let me. I pull back before I want to, but I know we both have to breathe. Our heavy sounds fill the space and I rest my forehead against hers.

  “You're mine forever. Period.” I snap the last word

  After a moment my cock gives a jerk, wanting attention, wanting the pussy wrapped around him to move, and I don't fucking blame him.

  “Now you're going to show me how much you want it, too, that you accept what's happening here.” I let my hand drop from her hair. I rest my arms on the back of the car seat, leaning back, taking in my fill of her. “Ride me. You're going to milk the cum out of me.”

  She moves slowly at first, her hips making me grunt in approval. I can't keep my eyes off her as she moves. She bites her lip and I know it's to stop her own moan. I can feel her juices making my cock wetter by the second. She can go slow all she wants. I love the fucking view and it doesn't take much for me to cum.

  “I bet your breast milk is going to be so fucking sweet when you make me a daddy. I can see it now. You riding me like this as I suck on them trying to get another baby inside you.”

  Her pussy clenches hard around me. It takes everything in me not to flex up inside her. Or flip her over and fuck the shit out of her.

  “Oh, you like that sound of that? Was it the talk about me sucking the milk out of your perfect tits? Keeping you pregnant?” I lean down, whispering to her. “Or the daddy part?”

  Her pussy keeps clenching over and over at my words. Her hips move faster, making cum leak out of me into her tight cunt.

  “Maybe I'll have you call me daddy, too. Have the whole house calling me that. Try it.” She moans but doesn't say a word. I lift my hard off the rest and smack the side of her ass and thigh.

  “I'll give you spankings until you do,” I growl, and smack her there again.

  “Daddy!” she shouts, her head falling back. “Daddy!” she cries again. Her hips are moving faster now.

  “Fuck. I thought I might have to tie your ass up. I could climb onto you over and over every time I got hard.”

  “Oh God,” she moans.

  “Not God. Daddy will do just fine.”

  “Please touch me,” I hear her mutter, so low I almost don’t catch it. I don't think she meant to say the words out loud, but her body has taken over, knowing what it wants.

  I want to cum so fucking bad, but this is too fucking perfect.

  “Look how horny you are for it. How your pussy is begging me to get you off. Are you a little cum whore, princess?”

  Her pussy squeezes on me hard this time. Her body tenses as she screams out. I grip her hips, thrusting up into her as her orgasm hits. Her pulses suck my cum from me, and I grunt as I pull her toward me. I want her as close as possible as the orgasm rolls through us. Her head rests on my shoulder and I feel her teeth against my skin right before she bites me really fucking hard. But it only makes me cum more.

  As her body slows and her muscles relax, she wiggles. My dick twitches with the last of my cum being pumped into her, and he’s still as hard as if I hadn’t fucked in years. The smell of sex fills the SUV.

  I run my hands slowly up and down her hips.

  “This running shit has got to stop. You've lost too much weight. But I guess it doesn't matter. The baby will put the weight back on you.”

  She sits up to glare at me. Then something catches the corner of our eyes. I move fast, one hand going around her throat, the other over her mouth.

  “Don't even think about it. I've seen that fucker out here before and he's always got his eyes on you. You don't want me to hurt anyone, do you?”

  The man glances over at our SUV. The windows are so fogged I know he can't see shit. But I wait as he gets in his car and pulls off.

  I let go of her mouth but keep my grip on her throat. “Good girl.” I take her mouth, but this time the kiss is slow and I savor her.

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bsp; Just as I push my tongue inside, I hear a tap on the window.

  Fuck.

  I open my eyes to see red and blue lights flashing behind the SUV.

  “Princess,” I grit as I slide her off my dick putting it back into my pants. “Put this on.” I hand her my hoodie. She scrambles to the other side of the seat, doing as I say.

  Another tap hits the window, but I make sure she’s covered before I roll it down and see the sheriff standing there.

  Chapter Seven

  Marley

  “Morning, Harrison,” Sheriff Colton says as he lowers his mirrored aviators and looks at the man behind the wheel and then at me.

  “Morning, Sheriff,” he says, ignoring me.

  I go to open my mouth, but Harrison looks over at me and stops me with a glare.

  “Let’s talk outside,” the sheriff says and opens the driver's door.

  “Stay here,” the man orders me as he takes the keys from the ignition.

  I want to push out of the door and get the words past my lips, but they're stuck in my throat. He climbs out and closes his door behind him. I see the working handle on his side of the SUV and scoot closer to it.

  Holding my breath, I try to listen to what’s being said, but all I can hear are mumbles. I look over my body and make sure everything is covered, then push the shame and embarrassment of what I let happen in here out of my mind. I can’t let the fact that I took pleasure in everything he did to me keep me from saying what I need to.

  Summoning up all the courage I have, I grab the handle and push open the door. I jump out before anyone can stop me and slam the door closed behind me.

  Two sets of eyes turn on me, but the dark ones have my attention.

  “I told you to stay put,” he says, crossing his arms over his broad chest.

  “Look, Sheriff, this is all my fault,” I say, and there’s shock on the both of their faces. “You see, Teddy and I are renewing our vows since we got married at the courthouse. It never felt like we had a real wedding and at the time we didn’t have the money for it.”