by Aria Cole
His eyes locked with mine. “Scarlet?”
FOURTEEN
Beau
Scarlet stood on my porch, a pie held in both hands. I took the pie from her and set it on the table before pulling her into my arms, running my palms down the elegant slope of her back, resting my outstretched hands across her ass as my lips locked with hers in a fevered kiss.
“Thanks for the pie,” I murmured between kisses, kicking the door closed and pulling Scarlet into the kitchen with me, pressing her body against the counter and not giving her a single chance to interrupt me. I needed her. Whatever else she may say after this, I needed her fucking lips on mine.
“Beau.” She pulled away from me, heavy pants wracking her body.
“Love kissing the breath out of you.” I placed another soft kiss on the tip of her nose. “Couldn’t get you off my mind while I was gone. Missed the fuck out of you, petite rouge.”
My palms roamed her skin, lips covering her neck in decadent kisses. “Thank you for waiting for me.”
“Of course, I would. Why wouldn’t I?”
“I know it was hell… I had to leave. I broke our date.” I pressed my forehead against hers. “I had to go save my sister.”
“Your sister?” Her eyes widened before understanding settled in.
“She’s an addict.” I confessed. “She’s been on and off the wagon for a few years now. I’ve tried to help her however I can, but the last time I let her come to my house she stole some of my stuff to pawn.” I paused, feeling pain burn in my throat. “She overdosed Monday night. I got the call from a hospital in the town she was living in. She at least had me listed as her emergency contact on her phone. I’m the only person she’s got, can you imagine if they wouldn’t have been able to find me?”
“Beau...I’m so sorry. I had no idea.” She pressed her palms to my cheeks, her touch soothing my anxiety in small increments.
“It’s not something I talk about. After my mother died, it was harder and harder on her. It’s hard for a little girl to be motherless in the world. My father was starting to decay then. He was a shell of the man he once was. The man who played with us and laughed with such joy slipped away to a lonely man who only received comfort from alcohol. My sister wanted to belong, she longed to be loved. She fell in love with the wrong men and the life of oblivion and escape swallowed her up. Over the years I tried to get her help but one day I couldn’t find her anymore--she just disappeared from my life. So when I got the call I had to go. Please tell me you forgive me for running out. I tried to find you, but Gran said you’d gone for a walk. I was desperate to tell you I was leaving, and I’d be back as soon as I could manage it. But I couldn’t find you, and I had to get there as fast as I could. I drove ten hours straight to find she was on a heart monitor. Seeing my little sister in that bed,” I ran a hand through my hair. “Worst day of my life.”
“How is she now?”
“She’s in good hands. I brought her to rehab. When I got there, she had been committed to the hospital. I told her I’d pay for ninety days if she’d commit to all of it, they have a facility attached right to the hospital. It’s one of the best detox facilities in the country. She’s always bailed early. But hopefully, this time it takes.”
“Should you go back? Don’t stay here for me, Beau. I can wait longer.”
“If I go back now it’s only if you are with me. I need you, Petite Rouge. The only thing that kept me going was getting home to you. I’m no good to her there, sitting around nagging. Besides, she has to be isolated now. They said thirty days without any familial contact.” I trailed my palms down the curve of her spine. “I need you so much, Scarlet. I can’t breathe without you.” I kissed her then, nipping her bottom lip with my teeth.
“You're are one of the only people in this world that matters to me. I love you like I've never loved anything in my life.” I backed her against the counter, my hands pushed into her hair while I planted kisses along her jaw. I needed her to know she was everything to me. I’d run to the ends of the earth to keep her safe and hold her in my arms.
“I love you too.” Her hips arched against mine as the words tumbled out, the warmth charging through my heart with every syllable.
“You don't know what it does to me to hear you say that.”
She sighed as I trailed a hand down her thigh, inching the hemline of her dress up.
“I'll spend a lifetime worshipping the ground you walk on.” I pulled the dress over her head, revealing creamy skin to my love-drunk gaze. I lifted her small form onto the counter and peeled the cotton panties down her thighs. Heartbeats rioted in my chest at the sight of her silky, sweet pussy.
Trailing a single fingertip along the delicate skin of her mound, I lived for the shallow pants wracking her body in response to my touch. Her body was heaven on earth, the sweet moans falling from her lips like a siren song to my damaged heart.
“My beautiful, Scarlet.” I praised as my eyes caught sight of the freshly baked cherry pie sitting on the counter. Plunging my fingers into the warm, oozing fruit, I dragged the confection across her sweet mound. Sugary sweetness painted her creamy skin and left my cock pounding underneath my pants.
“Fuck, I need you.” I lapped at the cherry filling decorating her bare pussy before sliding another digit into the pie and smearing more across her breasts. Her hooded gaze caught mine as she watched me caress the soft treat across her nipple, coating it tenderly before my lips attached to it and sucked the pebbled peak clean. “I’ve been waiting a lifetime for you.”
She mewled, and one palm fisted at the full flesh of her breast as I ran my fingers through her soaked flesh. “No more waiting, I’m yours, Beau.”
Her words urged me on as my nostrils flared and I leaned over her body, my fingers smearing more red juice at her lips and down her neck, leaving a trail of the sticky-sweet residue for my tongue to follow. I kissed her fiercely, my tongue thrusting and tasting before I locked her arms above her head in one hand and sucked the rest of the cherry pie from her skin.
“You’re a vision laid out for me like this. Look what you do to me.” I pulled my thick cock from my pants and fisted it at the root.
With long strokes I pulled up and down the shaft, sliding the tip between her engorged pussy lips, teasing her entrance.
“I’ll do anything to keep you with me tonight and every night after.”
“You don’t have to do anything, Beau. You are enough.”
“Mm…petite rouge.” I wrapped my hands in her hair, sinking my hips between her thighs and pushing my swollen cock into her tight body. “I’m going to take this sweet pussy like a starved man. Not holding back anymore. I need you.”
Her fingernails scraped across the bare flesh of my back as I pushed into her, the hot hum of her pussy clenching around my dick and reminding me why I’d driven all goddamn night to get here. Right here. Deep inside her, just where I needed to be.
Her back arched as I buried my cock deep inside her creamy body. My hands grazed up her skin, grabbing the round globes of her tits, then slid back down her curves as I savored the mewls sing-songing past her lips.
“You’re an angel. Don’t know how I lived a day without you.” I caged her beneath me and pressed my lips to the hollow of her neck, sucking at the sweet flesh, feeling the delicate flutter of her heartbeat. She was my reason for waking up in the morning.
“Come for me, Red.” I swirled my fingers at her sensitive clit, and her thighs gripped my waist, her fingernails searing the flesh at my back as she rode out her orgasm.
I stretched my palms across the hollow of her back and pulled her up to sit on my cock, the flex and pull of her pussy sending a crashing orgasm through my body. I held her fiercely as paths of fire shot through my muscles, wild, reckless lust fogging my brain.
“I missed you so much.” I finally finished, my cock still pulsing deep inside her as I whispered against her neck.
“I missed you, too,” she said drowsily into my should
er. “Promise to never leave me again, deal?”
“No deal required, petite rouge. Wherever I go, you go. New rule.”
“We have rules now?”
“Just the one.” I gripped her delicious ass cheeks in my palms and rotated my hips, enjoying the feel of her sated body wrapped around my cock. “I don’t have to worry about you disobeying, do I?”
“Mm…” A soft little moan escaped her throat. “No, Mr. Loup.”
“Scarlet,” I grunted, wrapping a hand around her neck and nipping at her lips in warning, my hips already rocking against hers as my cock twitched and flared back to full mast. “It’s going to be a long night.”
FIFTEEN
Scarlet
I woke the following morning to Beau’s face nuzzling between my breasts, his tongue darting out between the heavy globes and tasting my skin like a delicacy.
“Mornin’,” he whispered, as his heavy hands linked my wrists, stretching my arms above my head. Then he pulled a crimson ribbon from the side table and secured my wrists to the headboard.
“I’m having you for breakfast.” His hands dove between my legs, spreading my thighs and causing all the air to vacate my lungs. “Love waking up with you.” He kissed along my hips. “Love smelling this sweet pussy, wet for me anytime I want it.” His eyes flashed, before his nose dusted across the crest of my mound, nestling between my swollen lips.
“You like that, baby? You like my eyes on you, my nose scenting you? I can’t get enough. I want to sink my teeth into your flesh and mark you everywhere. I want my baby in your sweet belly. I want to tie you to me forever, Scarlet,” he finished, and I barely had time to register his words before his tongue was lapping at my entrance. I curved and arched off the bed, my wrists pulling at my bindings as he ate me.
“God, Beau,” I said incoherently as he sucked my clit between his lips and pulled. I groaned and ground my hips against his mouth, a release burning through my body. I bucked and panted, feeling his abrasive fingertips scrape across the sensitive skin at my waist. As I reached my peak, he flipped me over and caged me in.
His dick probed at my back entrance as arousal pulsed down my thighs.
“If you’re on birth control, petite rouge, I want you off it. Starting now.” He shoved in, bottoming out inside me on the first thrust and causing me to surge up the bed with the force of his passion.
I clutched at the headboard bars while his hands propped my hips in the air, digging into the flesh as he fucked me with hard, forceful thrusts. I moaned and whimpered, wishing desperately to have his wide body under my hungry hands.
“You want that, Scarlet? Want my babies deep inside you? Want me to spray your sweet pussy with my cum, knock you up and see you swollen with my babies?”
His words pummeled through my brain like a hurricane, mixing my need and lust for him into a heady concoction of intoxicated arousal.
“Yes, yes, Mr. Loup,” I whimpered, knowing exactly what I’d done the moment I’d done it.
“Bad girl.” The swift smack of his palm on my ass stung. I gritted my teeth, then wiggled my ass, feeling his cock seated deep inside me and hitting every engorged nerve I had. “Like making me angry, petite rouge?” He grinned and smacked my ass again, harder this time, but the sting was followed by the soft, gentle caress of his palm. The comfort seeped around my veins and into my heart left me at his mercy.
“Have me, anyway you want me. You can have it. You can have all of me,” I uttered weakly as his palms slid across the dips and hollows of my body. His chest pressed against my back, his palms gripping my breasts as they swung against the bed sheets.
“That’s what I wanted to hear.” He nipped at the lobe of my ear before fisting my ass cheeks in his palms and beginning a fierce thrusting rhythm against me. I shuddered when one finger met my clit, as he pinched and swirled fiercely, the instant pain only relieved by the constant connection.
“Make me cum, petite rouge. Make me so fucking hot I spill my seed inside this sweet cunt, and you go home with my baby inside you.”
Tears sprang against my eyelids as I rocked against his pelvis, my thighs clenching as I felt the fullness flexing inside me.
“That’s it, fuck me, petite rouge.” He bit me again, and I felt the quake of another orgasm take hold. His cock throbbed inside me as his hands gripped at my flesh, stretching and pulling my body, playing it like an instrument.
“Beau,” I gasped as the orgasm burned through me, my mind lost in the pleasure. I felt his own violent thrusts shudder to a halt, his fingertips digging into my skin until I thought they might leave bruises.
“Love you, petite rouge. Love you so fucking much it makes my heart hurt,” he said against my ear, resting on top of me, his hands unraveling the satin at my wrists, his thumbs working away any soreness. “Stay with me. Stay with me forever.”
He flipped me over in his arms, his eyes intense with overwhelming emotions. He’d taken me, owned me since the first day he’d met me, consuming my thoughts and making me wild with need for him. His leaving the last few days to help his sister when she’d almost lost everything had only made me more sure of my feelings for him. He was loyal. A protector. Brave and strong and so gentle in his overbearing way, I loved him all the more.
“Yes. Always.” Happy tears hovered at my eyelids as I tucked myself into the sheets with him, the morning sun burning up the air around us as we settled into our bubble once again. “I’ll stay forever if you’ll have me.”
“Forever it is then.” He placed a kiss on my nose before pulling me farther into the crook of his arm. “You and me, petite rouge, we start now.”
SIXTEEN
Beau
The mid-summer sun rose high in the sky as June melted into July. Scarlet had been here for five weeks, and she’d been sneaking off to my place just about every night. We’d continued our affair underneath Ms. Fair’s nose, but the time for telling was about to be upon us.
I’d known the day would come when we’d have to break it to Ms. Fair that Scarlet was mine and at the end of the summer she would not be leaving. She would be staying. With me.
Scarlet plopped her ass up on the bathroom vanity while I trimmed, cleaning up the scruff around my neck in the mirror. “Let’s go swimming today.”
I’d never get sick of having her here. The nights were better with her, and the days apart grew impossibly longer.
“You askin’ me to play hooky?” I arched an eyebrow at her as I cleaned the scissors under the water and grabbed a towel.
“Play hooky with me, Mr. Loup.” Her eyes flashed with seductive mischief.
“You’re a bad influence.” I winked, then looped the hand towel around her neck and pulled her to me. “Got a question for you.”
“Mm, does it start with will you and end with fuck me?” Her eyes gleamed.
I laughed and shook my head, my grip loosening on the towel. I pressed my forehead to hers. “There’s something different about you. You’re beautiful, you always are, but there’s something else.” I searched her face and sensed an energy radiating from her. “I know your body. I know you inside and out.” My hands trailed down to her waist. “When’s the last time you had your period, Scarlet?”
Her muscles tightened around me instantly, her gaze falling away from mine as her teeth worried her bottom lip.
“It’s no big deal, just think about it. It’s been over a month since you’ve been here…”
“I haven’t had it since. But I’m sure I’m not, Beau. It’s not like it happens the first time.”
“The first time? We’ve had a hundred first times since then.” I wrapped her in my arms. “Make ya a deal, I play hooky today, we stop by the store and pick up a pregnancy test, all right? Just to be sure?”
“Beau—”
“No arguing, petite rouge. I need to know.” I shot her a warning glance, pressing my hands to her shoulder blades and massaging. “Need to take care of my woman and my baby if it’s true.”
“Fi
ne.” Her eyes turned to warm pools of emotion, and she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me in for a long, slow kiss. “I’ll call the main house and let them know I’ll be out all day.”
We spent the day swimming at a lake not far away, and we’d had an astounding amount of privacy since it was the middle of the week. We both swam the shoreline, then ducked behind a large boulder and I finger-fucked her until she came so hard her eyes rolled back in her head. Never one to be outdone, she’d immediately returned the favor by slipping the elastic of her suit aside and impaling herself on my cock, riding me in the water until I shuddered and came with a grunt deep inside her. She was always taking my breath away and surprising me every single minute of the day.
After dining on French fries and cheeseburgers at the local diner, I pulled over at the pharmacy and put the truck in park, looking at her expectantly.
“This again?” she sighed, turning her gaze away. “I’m telling you, I’m perfectly fine. My periods have never been super regular.”
“Don’t kid yourself. I’ve been dumping my seed inside you every second I can. There’s a good chance, Scarlet.”
She heaved another sigh, then opened the door, launching herself out of my truck and taking off for the brightly lit double doors. I shook my head with a huff and followed her. She was a challenge, with that fiery personality rearing its beautiful head when I least expected it.
“This one okay?” she asked and thrust a little pink box in my face a minute later.
I crooked an eyebrow and took it from her, reading the back label before grabbing another box, then another. “These are good.”
“Beau, you’re crazy. Don’t be impossible again.” She pulled a box from my hand and set it back on the shelf.
“Bullshit. I need to know beyond a reasonable doubt.” I swiped the little test back and made off down the aisle.
“Good evening.” The cashier smiled brightly at us. We must have looked like quite the pair, my rough-around-the-edges ass next to her young, sweet doe-like eyes.
