The Society #StalkerProblems

by Ivy Smoak

  I opened as wide as humanly possible. I was sure I looked ridiculous, but hopefully it was wide enough to avoid him making a mess. I’d take looking like a fool over making a mess any day.

  Instead of biting my neck, he put a huge piece of cake in my mouth.

  Mmm. Somehow, this cake was even better than the first. I let him push the cake further into my mouth before closing my lips around the fork. But my mouth was stopped much sooner than it should have. And instead of meeting metal, my lips were on something soft and…fleshy.

  I was like 95% sure there was a dick in my mouth.

  I pulled back and yanked my blindfold up. Tanner was standing there completely naked with his cake-covered cock inches away from my mouth.

  Holy. Shit. I choked on the cake still in my mouth as I stared at his massive cock. And his abs. And his pecs. And back to his cock… How could a human be so perfect? The answer: they couldn’t. Only a vampire could!

  “How do you like this one?” he asked.

  It took me a moment to recover from my surprise. I always would have thought that I would have been upset if someone blindfolded me and shoved their dick in my mouth, but in this case, I kind of loved it. And I was relieved. He wasn’t about to suck my blood. He was about to fuck me. For just a second I glanced from his cock to his eyes. They were doing that stormy thing again. But this time he didn’t look angry. He looked like he wanted to devour every inch of me. But he had the wrong idea…because I was about to do that to him. I’d been waiting so long for this moment. He didn’t want to kill me. He just wanted…me.

  “Absolutely delicious,” I said. I had so many questions. What had finally made him decide to take things to the next level with me? Had he taken care of DODO? Or did this red dress just make me too sexy for him to resist? And most importantly…did this mean I was his girlfriend? In most normal situations I would have assumed yes. But Tanner was part of the Society, so who really knew.

  Either way, we could discuss that later. Because right now I wanted more uh…cake.

  “Better than the first cake?” asked Tanner.

  I had Tanner right where I wanted him. Chastity’s advice had gotten me here. So I needed to keep playing a little hard to get. Well, as hard to get as I could be with his dick in my mouth. Scratch the hard to get then. I just needed to tease him a little. That totally stayed the course. “I think so. But I should probably take another taste just to be sure.” I leaned forward and licked a glob of cake off of him. And this time I was very aware of the moan that escaped my throat.

  He gestured to some icing near the base of his penis. “I think you missed some.”

  “Well I would hate to waste any.” I opened wide and took him into my mouth. I made it about halfway down before my gag reflex kicked in.

  God he’s big. Somehow he was even bigger than Dr. Lyons. But I was determined to get that cake. Wasting it would have been a crime.

  I powered through my gag reflex and went even farther. Tanner groaned. God, I loved that sound. And I finally got to the cake. I stayed there for a few seconds, swirling my tongue around to get every last bit, and then pulled back.

  “Did I get it?” I asked and batted my eyelashes at him.

  “Hmm…” said Tanner. His eyes had gotten even stormier. “I think you missed a spot.”

  “Really? Because it looks pretty clean to me.”

  Tanner swiped his finger through the remains of the cake and smeared it on his cock.

  I smiled up at him. “Oh, I see it now.” I went back to sucking him. But this time I didn’t stop once the cake was gone. I just went faster and faster, pulling out all the moves I’d seen the girls do in Chastity’s porn collection.

  Tanner seemed to especially enjoy when I locked eyes with him and flicked my tongue against his tip.

  “Fuck,” he groaned and sunk his fingers into my hair. I thought he was gonna guide me back down, but instead he pushed me backwards. “It’s my turn to have a taste.”

  I made a face at him. “Can you really bend far enough to suck yourself off?”

  “What? No.” He ran his thumb along my lip, removing some of the smeared icing. And then he shoved it in my mouth. “I want to taste you.”

  Chapter 60 - Better Than Cake

  Thursday

  I could barely focus on his words because I was licking the icing off his thumb. Which I would normally never do because hands were dirty. But fucking hell this was somehow even hotter than when I was sucking his cock. We locked eyes. Oh God. Wait a second. Did he just say he wanted to taste me? Was he talking about what I thought he was? Joe never did that for me. But Tanner was nothing like stupid Joe.

  Wait. Oh no. Taste me? He wanted to taste my blood. He really was a vampire! God, why did he have to do that right now? Couldn’t he tell how much I needed him based on what I was currently doing? I was scared, but I was pretty sure I was more turned on. Maybe him taking one little taste of my blood wouldn’t hurt that badly. I honestly had no idea what was happening anymore. “Hm?” I moaned against his thumb.

  He groaned. “Jesus, Ash.” He pulled me to my feet and his lips crashed against mine as he pushed me back onto the table. One swipe of his arm sent plates and silverware clattering to the floor.

  A second later I was flat on my back on the table, one hand in a plate of cake.

  “What are you doing?!” I squealed. “They’re going to hear us.” Part of me wanted them to. They could save me from having my blood sucked. But at the same time…if Tanner was about to do what I actually wanted him to do…I’d die if someone stopped us. I’d just die of horniness. I was pretty sure that was possible.

  “I don’t care.” He pushed the hem of my skirt up until it was bunched around my waist. “Do you have any idea how long I’ve been waiting to do this? How many times I’ve jerked off to the thought of you spread out for me just like this?” Then he tore off my thong. And I don’t mean he pulled it down my legs in a hurry. I mean he tore it off of me. Like, split it in half.

  And then he was kneeling in front of me, pushing my legs apart.

  He tossed my ruined thong to the side. I thought he was about to devour me, but instead he gently kissed up my inner thigh. He was going so slowly. Torturously slowly. What was he trying to do to me?

  “Please,” I moaned.

  That just made him go even slower. “Your skin is so fucking sweet.”

  God. Of course! He was excited about sampling my blood. I knew that’s what this was. I knew it and yet…God, I couldn’t move away. I felt like I was going to explode. I just needed him to touch me where I was dying to be touched. Just once, and then I’d die happy when he killed me. “Please, Tanner. I need you.”

  He ran his tongue up the inside of my thigh. And instead of biting me, he sucked on my clit. Hard.

  I threw my head back, thankfully not into a piece of cake. But honestly…I wouldn’t have cared if I had. Because Tanner brushing his tongue against my clit made all my worries about vampires disappear.

  Tanner groaned. It was the sexiest sound I’d ever heard in my life. And then he started feasting on me. God, I’d never felt anything like this before. His fingers dug into my hips like he couldn’t get close enough to me. His nose brushed against my clit as his tongue explored all my walls. It was like he thought I was more delicious than all the cakes in the restaurant. I’d never felt more desired in my life. And I wanted it to last forever.

  I dug my fingers into his hair to keep him from ever leaving.

  Every suck, every flick, every time he plunged his tongue deep inside of me… It all brought me closer to the edge. Everything else faded away. The only thing in the world that mattered was Tanner devouring my pussy.

  “Oh God,” I panted. “More.”

  He obliged, thrusting his tongue even deeper, circling my wetness. I clamped my thighs around his head and my whole body shook with pleasure.

  “Yes!” I screamed. God! Oh God. My fingers tightened in his hair.

  When my body finally
relaxed, Tanner pulled back.

  “No,” I gasped. “Don’t stop.” I needed that again. And again and again. I was wrong before. He wasn’t the one starving for me. I was literally starving for him. I’d never felt anything like that in my whole life. And I wasn’t done yet.

  “I have a better idea.” He stood up, his hands on my thighs still keeping me spread wide. And his cock was inches away from me.

  My eyes got big.

  “You’re mine,” he said. “And I’m going to show you that you’re mine.”

  I nodded. “Did you bring a condom?”

  “No. I want to feel you. Really feel you. I need you, Ash.”

  I gulped. Should I really do this?! I wanted to. So badly. But I was also kind of terrified. I’d never had unprotected sex before. I’d always been so worried my birth control would fail. It was only like 99% effective. Which meant there was a 1 in 100 chance that he’d get me pregnant! Ahhh!

  I took a deep breath. At this point, I didn’t fucking care about possibly getting pregnant. I just needed to feel him. It was time to stop being afraid and start living. I could deal with the consequences later. Right now…I needed this too. God, I needed him.

  “What are you waiting for?” I asked.

  He spread my legs farther and guided his thick cock into me.

  Oh God. Just like he had with his kisses, he insisted on going torturously slowly. But this time, it served a purpose. Because if he had gone any faster, he probably would have ripped me in half. When he was finally all the way in he looked down at me. “Are you okay?”

  “Yes!” I didn’t mean to scream it. But I was literally about to explode.

  He started moving in and out of me slowly. It felt better than anything I’d ever experienced in my life. I could feel every ridge, every vein. All rubbing me in spots I didn’t even know existed.

  He kept going slowly, his hands tracing every inch of my body. They landed on my tits. He gently squeezed them.

  I loved that he was going slowly and cherishing my body. But I had been horny for far too long to keep up this slow pace. I wanted him to fuck my brains out. No…I needed him to fuck my brains out.

  “Faster,” I panted.

  “God, where have you been hiding for the last century?”

  The last century? What?

  He slammed into me and I forgot what I’d been thinking. He pushed into me. Again. And again. Each time quickening his pace, his fingers digging into my hips until he was fucking me so hard it would have hurt if I wasn’t so far gone. God, yes.

  I was loving every second of it. But my mind was a ridiculous place to be. And as much as I’d tried to push the question out of my mind, I couldn’t help but wonder…

  “Does this mean I’m your girlfriend now?” I asked.

  He thrust into me. “Try more cake.”

  What? “Now?”

  He silenced me by shoving a cake-covered finger into my mouth. God, he could tell how much I’d loved this earlier. And sucking on his finger while he fucked me was somehow even hotter. Especially when it was covered in the most delicious cake I’d ever tasted. Or was this one second best? Hmm… I swirled my tongue around his finger to taste it more.

  Tanner groaned.

  You like that? The look in his eye told me that he did. So I started sucking on his finger harder, jamming it down my throat like it was a second cock.

  “Fuck you’re hot,” he muttered.

  I pulled back from sucking his finger and looked up at him. His abs tensed every time he thrust into me. I couldn’t take my eyes off of them. All eight of them.

  Was that why he hadn’t asked me out yet? Because he had eight abs and eight inches. Which according to Single Girl Rule #8 meant he could do whatever he wanted to me as long as I was single.

  Damn it! All that teasing had totally backfired. Kind of… Because even though he hadn’t officially asked me out yet, him giving me the best sex of my life wasn’t a bad consolation prize.

  I propped myself up on my elbows and watched him thrusting into me. I couldn’t even believe how lucky I was to be with such a perfect specimen of a man.

  He slammed into me harder.

  God. I tried to remember every moment of this in case it was a one-time thing. And I wanted to make sure he remembered it too. I ran my index finger through some icing, locked eyes with Tanner, and licked it off as seductively as possible.

  “Damn,” he groaned as he dug his fingers into my hips. “Do you know what that does to me?”

  “Mhm,” I said. I lifted up a piece of caked and intentionally let some fall onto my cleavage. “Oops.”

  “Let me help you with that.” He leaned over and licked it off my tits as he slammed into me harder.

  Fuck.

  He kept his face buried in between my breasts. “You’re perfect,” he said. Or at least I thought he did. His words were kind of muffled by my breasts.

  “You’re perfect,” I replied. “And good at distracting me. But you can’t get out of answering my question forever.”

  “Sure I can.” He pulled out and flipped me around so that I was bent over next to the table. And then he was inside of me again. Like…really inside of me. The new angle let him go even deeper than before.

  And this time he didn’t start slowly. In fact, his thrusts were so forceful that the blindfold slid back down over my eyes.

  I reached up to move it, but he grabbed my arms and pinned them behind my back. Chef Santiago had been telling the truth, because being blindfolded did indeed enhance all my other senses. Especially the feeling of getting filled with Tanner’s beautiful cock.

  “Tanner!” I hissed. “You’re being so bad right now! I need you to answer me.”

  “Or what?”

  “Or I’ll…make you stop.” I didn’t really want him to ever stop. But it felt like a good bargaining chip.

  “Were you serious about Rule #8?” he asked.

  Apparently he’d realized what I had earlier. According to Rule #8, I was at his mercy. And I had to say I was serious about it, or he might put me right back into the wifey-zone. Which I could never go back to now that I knew how amazing he felt inside of me. Damn he was clever! But I could be clever too.

  “Of course I’m serious about Rule #8. In fact…you better hope that Angel and Diablo don’t catch us. Because if they do, I have a feeling they’re going to make me do something that you wouldn’t like very much.”

  Tanner growled and thrust into me harder.

  “But you can stop that from happening if you take me off the market. It’s up to you. Am I still single and ready to mingle? Or am I your loyal girlfriend?”

  “I think I’m ready to tell you my secret.”

  I didn’t even care about the change of topic. “You are?!” Finally!

  “Yes.”

  “What is it?”

  He paused for a long moment.

  This was it. The moment I’d been waiting for. I tried to turn so I could see him ask me out. But he was still pinning my arms down. And I was still wearing the stupid blindfold.

  “My secret is…” his voice trailed off.

  Say it. Please say it.

  “I’m in love with you, Ash. I’ve been in love with you ever since I first saw you months ago. And yes, I was the one stalking you, not the other way around.”

  I knew it!

  He pulled out of me and flipped me back over. He slowly lowered the blindfold from my eyes. “Look, baby. We have an audience.” He grabbed my chin and turned my head toward the kitchen.

  I could see Angel and Diablo watching through the window of the swinging door. Oh fuck. I tried to push my dress back into place, but Tanner caught my arms.

  “I know you’ve been trying to make me jealous by flirting with them. This is what you wanted, right? For me to claim you?”

  God, everything he said somehow made me wetter and wetter. Claim me? Yes, that’s exactly what I wanted.

  The corner of his mouth rose slightly as he watched me squ
irm. “And I also know you love the thought of getting caught. That’s what the Society is all about. Acting out your wildest fantasies. This is one of them, yes? Having an audience?” He lightly bit my bottom lip.

  I yelped.

  “Do you want me to keep fucking you right in front of them? To show them what they’re missing out on?”

  “Tanner…”

  He leaned forward and whispered in my ear. “It’s not a trick. It’s okay, baby. I’ll keep you safe. They’ll never touch you. This is as close as they’ll ever get. I’m going to show them what they’re missing out on. Your lips.” He kissed me hard. “Your tits.” He pinched one of my nipples. “And your sweet pussy.” He grabbed my hips and thrust his cock back inside of me.

  “Tanner!” My fingers dug into his back.

  “You’re going to come on my cock. For me. Only for me.”

  Jesus.

  He thrust faster.

  “They’re watching,” he whispered in my ear. “They so desperately want to be me. They saw you taking my cock and sucking my finger at the same time. That’s what they wanted to do to you.” He ran his finger through some icing again and shoved it into my mouth. “Just like this. Using you for their pleasure. But you’re mine, Ash. And you’re only going to please me.”

  Fuck. I sucked on his finger at the same time he was thrusting into me. He was right. About all of it. This was so hot I was about to explode. I knew he felt the same way about me as I did about him. But this? It was like his fantasies aligned perfectly with mine. Because I could feel him getting harder by the second. And I was so close to…

  He brushed his fingers against my clit.

  And I was coming so hard I think I might have bitten his finger.

  He hissed and wrapped his hand around the side of my neck. “Fuck. Ash,” he groaned as he rode out my orgasm.

  And as soon as I was able to catch my breath, he pulled out of me. “No one will ever make the mistake of flirting with you again. Because you’re mine.” He started stroking himself. “All mine, Ash. Do you understand me?”