by S. N. Garza
“Deke!” The sound was muffled by my pillow but his name was a hard, needy plea on my lips. His front against my back was like a warm blanket and his hand smoothed down my arm, pushing his fingers between mine, gripping me tight.
“Ready for more?”
“Yeah.”
“Good girl.” Then he slowly pushed inside, and he felt so much deeper. “Sweet Jesus, babygirl, you are on fire. Amazing. So fucking tight and wet. Like feeling me inside you, baby? Tell me how it feels, Penelope. You like my cock in that hot, little pussy?
“Full. I feel so full. And yes. I love it.”
His breath was quick as his pace quickened. “Your walls squeezing and holding my dick inside you like you want me to stay deep inside. You feel me deep inside you, Penelope?
“Yes!” His grip tightened and the other hand was on my hip, commanding my body, holding me still as he pushed harder. Our smacking flesh was the only sound echoing in the room.
“Hear me taking you, baby? Our bodies slick and needy as I pound hard into you. You’re always so wet for me. I need one more, baby and I’ll let you rest. I promise.”
“Deke. I don’t think I can. I feel like I’m about to burst.”
“Good. Combust for me, Penelope. I want to feel your release coating over my dick and down my balls. They are so full of cum for you. Come for me, Penelope and let me feel all that sweet honey come out of you. Feel your pussy fluttering again. So responsive. You love me talking dirty to you, don’t you, babygirl?”
I did. It was heightening the pleasure as he took me to the next level. My breath quickened, my hands tightened on the sheets and his fingers and I couldn’t help but push back hard as he pushed hard inside me.
His growl was my undoing and my body finally let go. My voice didn’t sound like my own. It was throaty, hoarse and thick as I called out his name.
A harsh curse rang out into the bedroom and his hand let go of mine as he gripped the other side of my hip. He sat back, giving my back much needed cool air.
But he wasn’t done yet. Deke’s hands went to the tops of my thighs and he slammed into me with quick, harsh drives.
Jackhammering into me with swift, hard precision.
“Fuck! I’m coming, Penelope! My sweet, Penelope. You know exactly how to take me. Perfect, babygirl. You’re perfect. Every time you’re perfect.”
My mind only caught the gist of what he was saying. His hips rocked into mine steadily until he was spent. Then one of his knees pushed my thigh upward, leaving me wide open and he pinned my body down, and only turning enough he wasn’t completely over me but he didn’t disconnect from my body.
“Pussy is so fucking warm. I could stay right here, Penelope. Can I, babygirl? Can I stay right here inside your sweet, beautiful body?”
My body felt too exhausted to refuse him or try to argue with him so I dozily nodded my head.
“That’s my girl.” He tucked me deeper into his warmth and no other thought clouded my mind as slumber pulled me under
Chapter 18
Deke
The second I felt her snug, wet pussy clutching around my cock, tight like a hot, little fist, I knew it had been a while since she had someone. But to know that she hadn’t even taken a lover in Arizona, to know that I was the last man that had her, the one and only man to have her, a fierce, possessive animal roared in triumph from deep within.
Who knew a beast was caged inside? Hell, it seemed to only come out when Penelope was close. Over the years of our friendship, I knew what she was to me. But hell if I was going to be her albatross. I couldn’t let her stay here and become just another woman with a baby on her hip.
Not when she could spread her wings and leave this town. There was no way I’d allow her to imprison herself to me because there was no way I could leave. Even if I had wanted to, I had my father to take care of.
Why should I when he’s such an abusive bastard? Well, I knew why he drank, and most of the abuse came when he was drunk. He stopped working shortly after I started working at SoIn. Not that he could ever hold down a steady job, but I took it as my responsibility to take care of him. He was my burden. There was no way in hell I was going to saddle her with someone like me when I had him to worry about.
She had changed so much in such a little time I almost believed that I didn’t know her anymore. But watching her as she slept in the bed we shared for so long, made my restless soul settle, even if she wasn’t going to be here for very long. I could take this time to be with her. Show her I wasn’t the callous bastard she thought I really was.
Well. For the most part. I wasn’t going to lie to her and tell her I waited for her. I honestly thought when she got the hell out of town, she wouldn’t come back.
To see she changed her window dressing? Shocked the hell out of me. I loved her long, dark blonde tresses that never had a chemical’s touch. The short hair was cute though. One a lot of women had these days. Hopefully I could convince her to grow out her pretty hair again. Her body that was once a little soft was now a well-toned machine. While I loved the softer version just as much, I loved her tight, hard, little body against mine. To actually feel the muscles in her stomach contract as she squeezed her inner muscles around my cock made the softening flesh between my legs begin to stiffen as it laid buried between her thighs.
I shuffled her hair off her face to see the red mark begin to fade back to normal. I can’t believe that son of a bitch hit her. He’s never touched her in anger before. He was always a quiet man, held secrets but he never hit Penelope. Or else I’m sure I’d be in prison because he would have been dead. I couldn’t know for certain, but I thought he hit Paige on a normal basis. To have my concerns confirmed pissed me off. And if Penelope thought for one second that I was going to let that fucker off the hook just because she didn’t want to stir trouble, well she didn’t know who I was anymore because no one threatened her.
There was no way in hell I’d allow anyone to hurt or threaten Penelope.
Ever.
A soft moan slipped past her lips as she shuffled and turned to her back, the sheet slipping past her breasts. That, thank fuck hadn’t changed. Her tits were still large and heavy. And that tattoo on her collarbone made me want to growl. How dare she let anyone touch her pretty skin. Anyone outside me. I didn’t give a damn if it was a part of being in a sorority. Jealousy burned through me at the thought of another man laying his hands on her to ink her untouched skin. That would be another thing we would address.
My hand couldn’t help itself as it gently cupped one breast, caressing the underside in a back and forth motion and then swiping a thumb over the softened nipple until it had the desired result. It pebbled into a tight little bead. I lowered my head to the other one, stroking my tongue over it until it too became a taut little bundle of nerves.
A hitch of her breath let me know she was close to waking, so I backed off. Allowing her to rest once again. Her arms went above her head, giving me a perfect chance to see the rest of her hot, little body. Which I did at my leisure. I loved watching her sleep.
I kissed her tight little nipples before I swept the sheet down her body slowly, revealing her taut stomach, the indent of her belly button to the soft curve of her lower belly before revealing the thin nestle of soaked curls at the hood of her pussy. Most woman I fucked kept themselves bare down there. But looking at Penelope’s soaked curls and the juices coating her fat little lips and thighs made me fungry. Fucking hungry. I was already salivating to shove my face between her thighs again and lick, nip, suck at her wet flesh until I was covered in her flavor.
My dick hardened further at the thought. One of her legs bent, hanging half off the bed. She always let me take up so much space, always giving herself the smallest amount of room so I could sleep peacefully. I knew it was instinct for her. Even now when she still felt the hot sting of betrayal, she let me in her bed. Wanted me like no other. And I knew I’d never want another as I wanted her.
I caressed down her open l
eg until I slid up her inner thigh making my hand slick from our mixed release. I could smell it even from up here. I pressed the heel of my palm over her clit. Rubbing soft, circles over the hard, little bud.
Penelope’s breath hitched and a moan of strained pleasure coursed through her and into me, making my dick thrust against her thigh, needing the wet, hot grip of her pussy creaming over my cock until her release purged through her.
Tasting her as I did last night had been fucking heaven. She came all over my face and I couldn’t get enough of her essence as I swallowed every bit of it. I could still taste the remnants of her need in my mouth and her sweet juicy smell lingered in my nose.
It made me wonder if she ever used toys. She was of age. I might have been her first and only lover but that didn’t mean she hadn’t found her own self-pleasure. The tight grip of her pussy made me think nothing had pushed between those luscious thighs.
I was rubbing against her clit as I pushed two fingers easily inside between the soaking silk lips of her flesh until I was to the base of my fingers. Finger fucking her tight little sheath as I worked her up into orgasm. Her hands curled into the sheets and her mouth opened in pleasure.
Did she think she was having a wet dream? I slowly withdrew, a mewling little whimper escaped her lips at the loss of pleasure, but I wasn’t going to leave her waiting long. I got out of the bed gently, making sure not to disturb her. I walked around to her bent leg, knelt down to my knees and untangled her foot. I hooked it over my shoulder until I was right at the center of her heat, then I reached for her other leg. Placing it over my other shoulder, her body easily maneuvered.
“Deke.” Her soft, sleepy whisper was enough to make my dick ache to fuck her sweet, little body into oblivion again. But right now all I wanted to do was get drunk off the taste of her. She came so fucking quickly I couldn’t savor her sweet flavor before I had to have her. Now, I was snacking on the tastiest fucking treat I’ve ever had the pleasure of eating.
The honeyed scent of her drifted over me as I bent closer, my thumbs reached around and spread her pussy lips until that pink, swollen little clit glistened, begging me to take her. To drink her hot little pussy until I could push my cock into her and fuck her until she knew exactly who her body belonged to.
Brushing my cheek against the soft fluff, I inhaled her womanly scent deeply before l took a long, slow lick up her juicy slit. I swiped my tongue through her juice-laden folds, and stroked up her clit until I knew she was becoming conscience.
Her legs tightened around my head as she cried out my name. I took one long leisurely lick over her flesh before inching away.
“Awake now, Penelope?”
“Deke?”
“Yeah, babygirl?”
“Don’t stop.”
“Don’t plan on it.”
Then I feasted on her like I really wanted to. Her back arched off the bed before falling back. Her heels pressed into my back. Her hips lifted, pressing closer as I licked lower to tease and torment the entrance to her vagina. I pressed my thumb against her clit and rubbed the little nub with fast flicks. A cry tore from her as I pressed inside with my tongue, licking at the slick wet flesh that responded with wave after wave of her release.
Penelope jerked against me, trying to get closer. She arched again as I brought my tongue back to her clit, licking it in tight circles until she was screaming.
Fuck. She was loud as hell. I reached up and covered her mouth, letting her scream into my hand. Sweet Jesus she was so sensitive and responsive. Although there was a wooden fence, it didn’t mean the walls of this house and the neighbor’s house was sound proof. One good scream and they’d be up investigating. If they weren’t already. Walls were thin as fuck on this side of town.
She was crying out for me. Her voice broken with need and pleading for more.
I lapped up her release before sucking her clit once more between my lips before pulling back. I laid a heavy kiss against the hot bundle of nerves that made her body jerk in response.
Her hands caught on my wrist. Not pushing away my hand but holding it tighter as her hot breath calmed. My hand the only thing restraining her against going absolutely crazy.
I needed to get her in my place. It was quiet and out of the way so no one would be able to hear her when she screamed out her pleasure.
“Deke. Please. What are you doing to me?” Her voice trembled against my hand.
“Giving you pleasure, Penelope. Giving you so much pleasure. Hearing your screams of ecstasy is making my dick beg to make you scream even harder.”
“Oh, yeah?”
“God, you have no idea, baby.”
“Then fuck me and show me.”
Hearing her say the word fuck was my undoing. I reached up, leaned over her sweat slickened flesh and kissed her lips until her flavor mixed within our mouths.
Her groan of need mingled with my own as I brought the broad crest of my cock to the weeping flesh of her pussy. I didn’t even need to guide it in. I pushed in just enough to wet the cockhead with her juices before reaching back out. Penelope’s helpless sound ricocheted through my body, straight to cock and with my hands next to her head, I plunged in deep within her sheath, taking her cry in my mouth. Then my body became desperate, jackhammering into her as I felt the taut grip of her sex squeezing, sucking me in deeper. Her juices slithering out, sliding down and coating my balls.
Being balls deep inside Penelope was the only place I wanted to be.
“Penelope, baby?”
Her hot panting breaths flickered over my cheek as I looked down at her. “What?”
“You wanna hold in that scream? Then bite me.” I lowered my body close and her arms wove around me. “Wherever you want. I love feeling your sharp little teeth biting my flesh.”
She grabbed a hold of my biceps and with a strength I was finding to be erotic and sexy as hell, she reached up and latched onto my neck. Her body almost clear off the bed.
“You beautiful, little savage.” She licked over that spot and moved lower, over my collarbone, and sucked deep. “Fuck, that’s it.”
The pain laced with pleasure as it shot down my spine and into my balls, before shooting up my cock and I fucked my seed so deep inside her I almost wished she wasn’t on birth control. Almost.
I knew birth control wasn’t a hundred percent, but at this point. I didn’t give a damn. The thought of keeping her here and taking care of her as her belly swelled with my baby made me jerk harder into her. Pump harder until she took every last drop of my release.
“I’m going to love feeling your hot, little mouth wrapped around my cock. Sucking my dick deep down the back of your throat. Another first I want from you, Penelope. Yes! God, babygirl you’re burning me alive.”
I laid my head into the grove of her neck, kissing soft pecks against her slick skin.
“So beautiful, baby. My girl.”
A buzzing sound infiltrated the sexual bliss we were in and her hard breaths panted out against my skin.
“You weigh a ton, Deke.”
I chuckled against her skin as I lifted off her, my dick semi-hard, but we both needed to rest. I glanced at the clock. It was only one in the morning. We had a good five hours before I needed to get up and go before her parents came home.
I lifted her easily and fixed her rightly on the bed as she turned, giving me the sexy view of her tight, round ass that I wanted also. I tapped the soft flesh and she jumped, turning to give me a glare.
“What was that for?”
“My pleasure.”
She rolled her eyes and grabbed the phone that buzzed again on her nightstand.
She looked and her body immediately tensed up before turning her phone off and turning back to me.
“Who was that?”
“No one, Deke.”
The lie I could easily tell made me angry.
“Penelope?”
“Deke. If you’re going to try and argue with me, you can leave.”
“Lik
e hell.”
For now, I’d let it go. But I bet I could take one guess and figure out who was texting her. A guy. I didn’t want no man in this bed—our bed—even with technical shit like a phone call or text. And yeah, once I began sharing this bed with her and got used to it, it became our bed. She always referred to it as going to bed or time for bed. Let’s go to bed, Deke. Hop on the bed and get comfortable. I made your side up when you’re ready.
She rolled her eyes and looked around her room.
“What are you looking for?”
“Something to cover up in, of course.”
“You don’t need to cover up. I like looking at your naked flesh. Now lay back so we both can get some sleep.”
“Whatever.”
She scooted to her side and gave me her back. Ha. Silly girl. I got in next to her, pulled her in close before lifting her top leg high enough I could tuck my softening cock between her wet thighs. I reached for the sheets and blanket and threw them over our bodies as she snuggled deeper into my body.
“Feel so good, baby. Let’s rest. Finally.”
Chapter 19
Penelope
“Baby, wake up for me.”
Mmmm. I was having such a delicious dream. Starring the one man I should hate. But he was just too irresistible.
“Watch that moan, Penelope or I’m going to have to satisfy the hunger that’s rising again.”
Oh, God. It’s wasn’t a dream. My eyes flashed open to see him on his haunches at eye level.
“Deke?”
“Forget me already? Hmm.” Then I felt his hand reach under the covers and slip over my behind then in between them until he cupped my vagina, his fingers grazing over my still too sensitive clit.
I clamped my legs together. “Dammit, Deke.”
“You never use to curse at me.”
