Keeping Her Wet

by M. Robinson

  “The only place my mind is runnin’ is to those tits of yours, sweetheart.”

  She quickly peered out the window, trying to hide her smile.

  “Not gonna ask again, Mia. Did you think I wouldn’t have found out?”

  She sighed, knowing I wasn’t going to let up until I got a straight answer.

  “I was hoping you wouldn’t, but I should have known better. You seem to find out everything at any cost.”

  “Don’t you ever fuckin’ forget it either.” I grinned. “Noah’s lucky he’s my goddamn blood, or I woulda had put him to ground already, for the way—”

  “Oh my God, Creed! Must you solve everything with violence? Can’t you just use your words? You know, words… those things that come out of your mouth? They usually have a few syllables attached to them? I swear you’re like a barbarian, just grunting commands left and right. You’d be surprised how effective just talking could be if you actually gave it a try sometime.”

  “And yet here we are havin’ what I thought was a fuckin’ conversation.”

  “Oh.” She turned to look at me, arching an eyebrow. “I thought this was just you barking more orders. Surely, you see how I could confuse the two, yeah?” she mocked in a condescending tone I didn’t fucking appreciate.

  “Only thing that seems to come out of my mouth these days is my tongue on your pussy, but ain’t ever heard you complain about that, anyway.”

  She jerked back, her eyes widened.

  “Ya feel me?” I patronized, slowly moving my hand up her inner thigh after I parked her Jeep in my driveway. “Don’t got anythin’ to sass at me about now, do you? Not when my hand is this close to your pussy.”

  She swallowed hard, waiting for my next move.

  “Yeah… that’s what I fuckin’ thought,” I added, swinging the door open and getting out of the Jeep. Leaving her there, craving my touch.

  If there was anything I’d learned in the last month and a half since I found out she was pregnant, it was how fucking wet and horny it made her. Baby girl was insatiable, not that I was fucking complaining. I loved working her over, especially knowing the fact that I was ruining her for any other man.

  Not that she was going anywhere.

  She was fucking mine.

  End of story.

  I had been home on and off over the last few weeks. Pops had me on the road again, making sure everything continued to run smoothly. Which meant I hadn’t spent much time with her either, making it that much easier for my little shit of a brother to try to piss on my territory. Planting thoughts in Mia's head that maybe they should move in together after the baby was born, so he could be there for her at all hours of the day and night.

  I needed to shut that shit down real fucking quick. Ain't gonna happen.

  I walked into the garage to grab my tools, needing to get rid of the violent thoughts. Wanting to hurt him for even thinking about Mia in any way, other than his baby mama. Trying to stay focused on the task at hand of putting new tires on my bike. Riding around across the state was starting to take a toll on my old girl.

  I made my way back out from the garage, trying to shake off the thoughts of the two of them being together. Only to find Mia pulling the air compressor I took from the clubhouse out from the back of her Jeep.

  “The fuck?” I roared, my temper once again looming. Dropping my tools, I was over to her in three strides, each step more determined than the last. Roughly pulling the compressor out of her hands.

  “Ouch! What was that for?” she bit back, trying to pull it out of my strong grasp.

  “You’re pregnant!”

  “Thank you, Captain Obvious! Stop!” she demanded, swatting my arms away. “I’m trying to help you.”

  “Does it look like I need your fuckin’ help?”

  “Why are you being such an asshole? Let me help, you stubborn man!” She continued to wrestle with me, but I wasn’t going to ease up.

  Fuck that.

  “Pippin, if I needed your help then we would have much bigger problems, ya feel me? Now sit your pretty little ass down and let me handle my business.”

  “Ugh! Stop ordering me around! I’m pregnant! Not an invalid! Let me—”

  “The only thing I’m gonna let you do, is titty fuck me once I’m done here.”

  She shoved me as hard as she could, but I barely wavered. Pissing her off even more.

  Damn fucking hormones.

  “Stop being so vulgar! And stop bossing me around! I’m your girlfriend, not your child!”

  I didn’t hesitate, placing the compressor on the gravel and getting right up in her face. “No, sweetheart, you’re my old lady. Who’s bein’ a pain in my fuckin’ ass.” Leaning over, I abruptly picked her up. Avoiding her midsection, throwing her over my shoulder as if she weighed nothing. Not fazed by her weak ass attempts to fight me off.

  “Stop manhandling me!”

  “Stop fussin’ like you don’t want me to. We both know how wet this is makin’ your silk fuckin’ panties,” I mocked, walking into the house, smacking her ass for good measure.

  “You arrogant dick!” She pounded on my back as I carried her through the hallway down to my bedroom, kicking the door shut behind me.

  “No shit, Mia. It’s one of my best qualities.” I carefully slammed her ass onto the soft mattress, removing my cut. She immediately turned around, trying to crawl away from me, causing me to chuckle.

  I grabbed her ankle, tugging her back toward me. Making her squeal. “Babe, if I want in. I’m gettin’ in,” I rasped, flipping her over in one quick, sudden motion.

  Kneeling on the bed, I hovered above her, locking her arms above her head. Holding her in place, I peered deep into her eyes and spoke with conviction, “This is how it’s gonna go down. I’m gonna angry fuck you now, and then you’re gonna beg me to make you come with that saucy, little mouth that never seems to know when to shut the fuck up. Yeah?”

  <>Mia<>

  “You wouldn’t dare,” I offered in a shaky voice, mostly because I wanted everything he just said.

  “Try me.”

  I smiled, cocking my head to the side, provoking him even more. “I’m sorry, but visiting hours are over. I’m afraid you will have to come back later when you can be a gentleman.”

  He grinned, arching an eyebrow. Getting closer to my face, he started to kiss his way from the corner of my lips, down to my chin and neck. Working his way toward my breasts that were just as eager for his touch.

  “Oh, I will be comin’, question is… will I let you.”

  I inadvertently moaned. I couldn’t help it. This man not only pissed me off every chance he got, but he also made me hot as hell. Needing him so damn bad. I couldn’t fathom how I could go from one extreme to the other within seconds.

  “You nervous, Mia?”

  “Yes…”

  “Why?”

  “Because it’s you.”

  “I make you nervous?”

  “Sometimes.”

  “Why do ya think that is?”

  “I don’t know.”

  “Yes, you fuckin’ do,” he growled, his lips were on mine before he got the last word out, attacking every last fiber in my being. Never once letting up on his sweet torture of rocking his hard cock against my core.

  “Who do ya think you’re fuckin’ with, Pippin? Actin’ all grown, when your nothin’ but my baby girl. With this pouty little mouth and perfect fuckin’ tits, huh? How about that sweet fuckin’ pussy? My sweet fuckin’ pussy.”

  My dress was ripped off and discarded on the floor. My bra and panties quickly followed, leaving me bare underneath him. Trying to contain the moan threatening to escape my mouth. He always loved me this way— naked and vulnerable at his mercy when he was still fully clothed. The thought alone made my heart skip a little faster. My insatiable, delicate hands went to his belt, and he shot me a menacing glare as he rapidly flipped me over onto my hands and knees.

  Much to my disapproval.

  I wanted t
o see his face, and he knew it. He was punishing me.

  “Did I say you could fuckin’ touch me? Always doin’ what you want, never fuckin’ listenin’ to a word I say. No matter how many damn times I tell you.” I heard his buckle hit the wood floor as he gripped onto my hips. Tossing his shirt aside. Slamming into me in one hard thrust, shoving me forward from the unexpected blow. “Fuck…” he groaned in a low, rumbling tone.

  “Yes… yes… yes…” I cried out, swaying my ass, causing his cock to twitch inside of me.

  I swear ever since I became pregnant, all I wanted was rough sex. Creed contained the beast inside of himself when it came to us being intimate, which led me to believe I must have pushed him too far over the edge this time. He was going to have his way with me, and I was happily going to let him. Over and over again.

  Even if it meant I had to beg to come.

  He would let me.

  He always did.

  Moments later he was thrusting in and out of me in a tortuous rhythm that had me coming undone. I was already wet from earlier, making it easier for his rock hard cock to devour my pussy. I was so wet I could hear the slapping sound of his balls against my ass cheeks with each hard thrust. He leaned forward, brushing my hair to the side of my neck. Giving him access to kiss and lick my heated, overly stimulated skin. His rigid, strong, muscular torso laying heavily on my back as I clawed at the sheets. Imagining it was his tatted flesh.

  “Please…” I shamelessly begged, pleading with him to give me what I wanted.

  “Please, what, Mia? Tell me what you want, and I might just give it to ya,” he taunted, his fingers already slightly moving toward my clit. Leaving nothing but desire and yearning behind. I couldn’t hold back any longer, he was purposely trying to drive me insane. I grabbed his fingers, placing them exactly where I wanted them, but he smacked my clit instead.

  “Oh God,” I panted, my body shivering from the surprise orgasm that coursed through my veins.

  “Not God, but damn near close, sweetheart,” he snidely chuckled, smacking my clit a few more times. Continuing his assault with his cock deep inside of me.

  Caressing.

  Manipulating.

  Fucking…

  Me.

  “Please… please… don’t stop… please…”

  And the bastard pulled out, causing me to whimper from the loss of contact. Thankfully, I didn’t have to suffer for very long. He placed my body where he wanted me, sitting right above his mouth. Straddling his handsome, rugged face. Feeling his five o'clock shadow rub against my inner thighs. I could have died of embarrassment from that alone, but I was too far gone to care that we’d never done this before.

  “Now is not the time to play shy, babe. I’m fuckin starvin’, take a seat on my face and let a man fuckin’ eat.”

  The second I felt him shove his tongue as far into my opening as it could go, I boldly screamed out his name. Two large hands gripped my waist as my body jolted off his mouth, firmly holding me in place. Grinding my hips to sway against his burning tongue.

  Eating.

  Sucking.

  Devouring.

  I came again, long and hard. Instantly feeling my wetness slide down the sides of his face. He caressed his large, rough hands up and down the sides of my torso, skimming them up towards my breasts. Kneading, messaging, playing with my nipples.

  He pushed two fingers into my pussy, moving them at a rapid speed to make me come even harder. Sending my body into a whirlwind of overwhelming sensations to the point of seeing goddamn stars. Fucking me with his lips, his fingers, giving me everything I wanted and needed and much, much more. My body fell forward, unable to hold myself up any longer. I convulsed all around his fingers. He played with me until I pleaded with him to stop, which only encouraged him to keep going.

  <>Creed<>

  My balls throbbed and my cock ached to be back inside her. I removed my arm from around her leg and slid it down to my cock. Stroking myself to the sounds of her erratic breathing, to the taste of her on my tongue, to the feel of her wrapped around my fucking fingers Letting her ride the fuck out my face, imaging what it would feel like to have her ride my goddamn cock.

  Pumping harder and faster, not wanting to stop from eating her sweet, fucking cunt that was dripping down my face. Her bright red clit was sticking out, straight at attention, with her hood fully pulled back. I took it between my pursed lips, in an O shape, and forcefully sucked moving my head side-to-side, humming loud. Fucking her g-spot as she squeezed the fuck out of my face, coming so damn hard, over and over again.

  I didn’t want her to stop fucking coming.

  She gasped for air, trying to catch her bearings. I let her have a few seconds to compose herself before I laid her back down on the bed. Inhaling the sweet, tantalizing smell of her pussy that was all around me as I crawled above her. Stopping when I got to her face.

  “You see what’s all over my lips? That is mine. Only fuckin’ mine.”

  I grinned, gazing down at her while she peered up at me through dark, hooded eyes. Crudely, I gripped the hair at the nook of her neck with one hand, roughly grabbing onto her ass cheek with the other. Resting one leg over my shoulder. Placing her glistening body where I wanted to so I could thrust into her at a much different angle.

  Groaning out, “I’m gonna fuck you now.” I slammed into her until I was balls deep, playing with her nipples, taking them into my mouth. Her breathing labored. I rocked my hips back and forth, causing friction on her clit with my lower abdomen as I forcefully fucked her. Mercilessly pounding into her.

  “Yes… yes… yes…” she repeated, climaxing all around my fucking shaft. “Oh… my God, oh my God… Creed… I can’t… I can’t… you’re too deep… please…” she cried out, breathless and panting. Clutching onto my hair, her head falling back in ecstasy. Peering at me through slits in her eyes.

  “Shhh… you feel so fuckin’ good for me this way, baby. So fuckin’ good.” I bit her neck hard.

  Needing to claim her, knowing it would leave a mark, and not giving a flying fuck that it would.

  Our mouths parted in unison as I slid in and out of her. She came again, her pussy clamping down on my cock like a goddamn vise. One orgasm rolled over into the next. She couldn’t stop coming. Choking the fuck out of my cock, making it almost impossible to not come right with her. I released a loud grunting sound as I spread my seed deep within her core.

  We both lay there panting, sweating profusely. Needing air and water. Our hearts beating so loud, you could hear it echoing off the walls.

  “I love you,” she purred, leaning into my mouth.

  I smiled. “I know.” Kissing along her lips. “I fuckin’ love ya, too.”