by Ally Vance
Oh, her pussy will remember me.
I lean in, kiss her again, and tell her I’ll make sure she knows how much I enjoy this.
She hardly reacts, but I don’t care. I take her hand and jerk myself with it a few times just because, and then finally pull away for good.
The drugs will wear off in an hour the latest, but by then I’ll be gone, and she’ll be on the way home.
Oh, I cannot wait to look at the material I’ve taken on my phone and relive this repeatedly.
I don’t exactly keep track, but I know today is the happiest day of my life, and as much as I regret that her brain will not recall, I know I was the one who gave it to her good…
I’m also the one who knows that she’s a slut for cock, and that’s knowledge I plan on sharing with her for sure.
After all, who wouldn’t enjoy knowing how incredibly sexy they were when being used?
Chapter Three
Maddie
My nipples ached as I made my way home. I didn’t get my teeth checked the way I’d hoped because I’d waited forever in that room, and then eventually got told that there were too many emergency procedures going on, I’d have to come back another time.
Not that I minded.
I was exhausted even though I had napped. Yeah, not my brightest moment when the dentist came in and had to wake me up.
I grabbed the food I’d asked Dim about and couldn’t wait to see him. My body was humming, as if I was in a post orgasm haze, and yet, I felt incredibly horny.
Besides, I cannot imagine spending another hour just being around Dim and not touching him, so I’ll be brave no matter what.
Unlocking the door, I find him in the hall, looking caught. “Are you going somewhere?”
He shook his head, hanging his jacket up. “You took forever coming back. I was on my way out to search for you. I don’t know, I guess with that stalker after you, I just…” He chewed his lips, and I wanted nothing more than to kiss him.
Reaching for him, I pulled him a little closer and went onto my tiptoes, pressing my lips to his cheek before moving them just enough to brush his mouth. A sigh escaped him, and I dropped the bag of food I was holding, not caring if it would make a mess.
His hand snuck around my hip, trying to steady me as I teased his lips open. Maybe I shouldn’t be leading the kiss, but damn, I’d wanted this for too long…
He pulled back. “Maddie,” he whispered, cupping my cheek, his eyes shining with disbelief.
“I’m sorry, Dim, but this couldn’t wait another minute. I was so… I… God, you don’t know how long I’ve wanted this.”
He keeps searching my eyes, his expression still full of doubt, but then he breaks into a beaming smile, proving to me that despite everything, he wanted this, too. “Oh, girl…” Something tickled in the back of my mind when he leaned down and kissed me harder, claiming me the way I’d wanted him to for so long.
I pressed myself closer, holding onto him, never having felt as protected and safe as I did that moment. “God, I’ve wanted this so bad.”
He chuckled against my lips, and I chased his breath with my tongue. “I’ll shower, we eat, and then…” I shrugged, not sure what I was suggesting, but when his thumb brushed across my lips, I knew he understood.
“I’m not going anywhere. See you in a bit?”
I nodded, and he kissed the tip of my nose, then he bent to pick up the bag on the ground. Turning away, I couldn’t care less about how ruined it was because I knew with Dim it would still be the best thing I ever ate.
Gathering some clothes in my bedroom, I stripped out of my work clothes and then took off my bra, brushing across my nipples.
They were an angry red, and still hurt, but each time I touched them, pleasure zapped to my core, as if it remembered something I didn’t.
Shaking it off, I went into the shower, my body tingling. The hot water pelted onto my skin and I wanted to slip my hand between my legs, wanted to tease myself because…
God, why in the world was I so incredibly horny, I wanted to crawl into Dim’s lap and seduce him right away? We’d just kissed for the very first time just a few minutes ago, and I wanted to get it on with him already?
Hurrying my washing along—hoping the lust would pass—I stepped out, toweled myself off, and then slipped into sweats and a tank, forgoing the bra because…
I didn’t know. Because I could, I guessed.
I joined Dim in the living room, my mouth watering at the scent of Indian on the plates, and I sat down directly next to him, making sure our bodies were touching.
Funnily enough, he just leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to my lips as if we’d been a couple forever, then he handed me a plate. “I hope you’re hungry because you brought so much food, I’m almost expecting someone else to join.”
I laughed, shaking my head. “I just wasn’t sure how hungry you were, and you are a big boy, you need to be fed.” Chewing on my lip for a second, I considered my next words. “Besides, who knows what you’ll still need energy for today.”
Heat flared in his eyes and I appreciated how he instantly knew what I was referring to. “Food first,” he ordered.
I agreed, and we ate in companionable silence. The last days had been a roller coaster, and I knew it wouldn’t get better until I was sure my stalker was leaving me alone. For a second I considered talking to Dim about it, but then, I didn’t want to ruin the mood.
Not today. We could worry about everything tomorrow.
Besides, I hadn’t gotten weird messages today, so maybe that was a good sign.
Once we were finished, Dim rose and I watched him. He’d changed, too, wearing gray sweatpants now and a black shirt.
God, he was so handsome, and I had wasted so damn much time.
Hearing how he opened the door to the dishwasher, I grinned even more. He was fucking perfect, and I would make sure he knew we were steady from now on.
Getting also to my feet, I followed him into the kitchen, coming up behind him, pressing a kiss between his shoulder blades, feeling his muscles shift as he leaned onto the counter. My hand almost automatically wandered down his chest, as I wrapped myself around him from behind, and I heard his breath hitch.
“What are you doing, Mads?”
“Touching you, Dim.” As if it wasn’t obvious.
As if he couldn’t feel my hand pressing against the bulge in his pants. “Clearly,” he replied, almost breathless, and I took that as consent, pushing my hand into his waistband, moaning with him as skin instantly connected with skin.
Dim
She wrapped her small fingers around me and I groaned, unable to help myself. We… us…
I couldn’t form a coherent thought as she stroked me, not the least bit hesitant. “What’s going on with you today?” I asked with a shaky breath, not wanting her to stop.
Never wanting her to stop.
“I wanted this for so long, and I am horny, Dim. I need you so bad. I’ve been thinking about this, have imagined that, I just didn’t know how to tell you…”
I grabbed her wrist, stopping her, then I pulled away and turned so I could frame her face and kiss her deeply. She moaned into my mouth and I couldn’t wait to get her naked.
I nudged her to jump up, and the way she wrapped her legs around me, rubbed her core over me…
Fuck it, we wouldn’t make it to the bedroom and I couldn’t care less. Turning us so I could place her on the counter, I pushed up the tank she was wearing, kissing my way down her chest, soaking up the sounds she made.
God, a willing Maddie was hotter than anything I’d have ever been able to imagine.
“Careful, I’m sensitive,” she whispered, and I arched a brow at her, but then flickered my tongue over her nipple.
The little bud pebbled no matter what she had warned me about, and her needy hands tugged on my shirt. I pulled back just long enough to allow her to pull the material off, then I was back on her, kissing her, pressing myself against her.
Nothing beat that.
She took my hand, clearly impatient, and brought it down her stomach.
“Jesus, girl,” I chuckled, but she just shifted until she had her sweatpants and panties down enough to kick them off, and I leaned back a moment to appreciate her naked form. “You are a sight to behold.”
She blushed, but her eyes got heavy-lidded. “I’m also soaked for you, and I’m on the pill and clean. I got tested when finding out you’d be coming back.”
My jaw dropped. “You are prepared.”
She nodded, now chewing on her lip as if it was something bad. I pulled it free from her teeth and leaned in to kiss her, tasting her thoroughly, wrapping my tongue around hers until I was sure we’d never come up for air again.
“It’s perfect. We get tested regularly, so I’m clean, too. And you know what that means?” I wagged my brows at her, but she just shook her head. “It means we don’t have to move and I can take you on your kitchen counter right now.”
Her face split into a smile as she reached for me. “I’m all for that.”
We kissed some more, and I touched her skin, exploring every inch I didn’t know yet, soaking it up like nothing before, and wondered how the tables had turned.
God, I’d been obsessing over her for years, had thought of her and no one else when jerking off, and now I’d be inside of her, would feel her walls clench around me…
She pushed my pants down and my erection sprang free.
Yay for going commando.
Her fingertips brushed across my hard length, and I kept my eyes on her face as she watched herself touching me. I didn’t think I’d ever tire of the wonder on her face, as if this really had been something she’d wanted for just as long as I did.
“I’ve been thinking about that dick of yours,” she admitted.
I coughed. “You are a naughty girl. I always knew it.”
Actually, I hadn’t. I’d always considered her more or less innocent. This was a surprise, and a pleasant one at that.
She winked at me, then licked her lips, stroking me. “I imagined how you’d get me good and ready, and how you’d then stretch me, taking me deep and hard. I’d feel you for days, even after you had to go, and it would be…” She hummed and I felt how she spread the pre-cum from my tip around it, her caress almost as if it was her tongue teasing me.
“Maddie, you are quite a surprise. I mean… Jesus…”
I dropped my head back and just let her tease me for a few moments. This was better than anything I’d ever felt, and when I reached for her, cupping the back of her neck to kiss her again, she guided my cock toward her middle. I felt her wet for me, and I moaned into her mouth.
She giggled before wriggling her hips, coming closer, making me sink into her welcoming heat.
I swallowed her moan with my lips, needing a moment to get used to feeling her like this. Fuck, I felt like a teen, ready to come prematurely because it was the first time anyone had paid attention to my dick.
“This is…” Her voice had turned soft, and I met her eyes, slowly moving my hips.
“Something else?” I suggested, and she nodded.
For a long moment it was just our connected gaze and me slowly moving in and out of her. Everything was so much more intense than it ever had been, so different from what I thought it could be.
“God, you are beautiful,” I muttered.
She laughed, pressing a kiss to my nose. “You don’t need to charm me anymore. You have me naked and your dick inside of me.”
“True,” I admitted and then stretched her out on the counter, shifting her angle, worshiping her body while hitting all the right spots inside of her. She started to whimper, to mewl, and I appreciated that there was no one else around to hear all those sounds she was making just for me.
I shouldn’t be jerking off to her riding a cock without knowing I am watching. I shouldn’t be incredibly turned on by the way her breasts stretch up when she’s inhaling.
I am, though, and my cock turns harder the more I think about what she’d think if she knew that I recorded that session on the kitchen counter, that I saw the way she was taken.
My favorite scene is when the movements quicken and she thrashes as if she’s hurting, as if she cannot handle how hard she’s getting fucked.
I inhale harshly through my teeth, so rock hard even though I’ve come plenty of times already.
She’s asleep right now, completely sated, and I know because I know she got another round of vitamin D in her bed after the kitchen, and I have a feeling she’ll get more as soon as…
I stop that thought and spill over my hand and the bathroom tiles while on my cellphone screen she drowns her hands in her hair, her pussy most likely clenching around the cock inside of her.
I wish I could see how wet she is, how her juices are smeared over that dick, but the camera never gets that high resolution. I can be glad I can see her pebbled nipples, nipples that I worried with my teeth until they were red.
Nipples I wanted to chew on again and again.
There was something incredibly sexy about the way she’d given, about her having willing sex with someone. But I have to admit, I prefer it more when she’s not making a conscious decision.
Just like it was at the dentist.
I pull up that video on my cell, too, watching how much her pussy clenches over and over, drenched and wet. The video is sloppy, but really, what did I expect when I was so distracted by taking her?
I still taste her on my tongue, and I have the gloves smelling of her next to my bed, in the drawer of my room. I can pull them out when I need a reminder.
I even put them into a plastic bag, making sure the scent would hold.
I wonder if I can get her again, if I can make her come all over my fingers another time without her realizing who it is fingering her.
There’s no telling if she caught onto having been drugged, but I know she went straight home and showered everything off: the DNA you could have found on her legs where I bit her, or on her nipples…
And I was glad about that. No one needed that complication, even if I should have probably thought about that before.
There are no fresh videos from her in the bathroom, from how she brushes her teeth, and I know the camera there needs fixing.
I don’t need to see her while she showers. I prefer making my mind up about that, but I love watching the way she undresses in there, the way she sometimes touches herself while watching in the mirror.
She’s dirty like that, but I don’t think anyone knows.
No one probably knows about the enormous dildo, either, that she has hidden in the bottom drawer of her closet.
I know, though. I’ve watched from the window how she forced it up her tight little cunt, writhing as she impaled herself with it.
Sighing, I almost regret that those shows now won’t happen as much anymore. After all, she now gets the real thing.
I wonder if she gets brave enough to ask for all the naughty things.
I saw the videos on her computer, the links she’d opened about where women were tied up and taking harder no matter how much they protested, or those where tears ran down their cheeks because they were choking on dick.
I know what she wants. I know it all.
No one knows her as well as I do.
Sitting there, my cock hardening again even though I just came, I type out a few messages to her. I hit all accounts, not wanting her to miss it.
I bet secretly she’s thrilled about getting pictures of herself in compromising situations.
If she’d appreciate watching her drained pussy?
We shall see.
I send them all over and then hesitate for a moment. I should get to bed, but I really want to see again how my fingers vanish inside of her…
Pulling up the video from the dentist, I let it roll, stopping on my favorite scenes, watching them repeatedly until pre-cum is pooling on
my cock so hard, it drips down the tiles.
Fuck, I still need to clean those from my first orgasm.
Deciding to add to the mess first, I lay the cell down next to me, just letting her soft mewls wash over me as I spread my legs further and stroke myself.
I imagine my cock inside of her, imagine how her hands are tied up, and she’s looking at me with arousal and fear in her eyes. I imagine pounding into her until I know she can feel me everywhere, and then I’d grab her thighs, making sure I pull her closer as her clit gets more sensitive.
The sounds from my video on repeat make this so much better because I know she’d be begging. She’d be pleading for me to stop before she’d be asking me to take her harder.
I’d tease her skin, leave marks all over her because her being tied to the bed means she’s mine and I can do with my little sex toy whatever I want.
She’s mine to please, and mine to use, no matter what anyone else is thinking.
Maddie will forever be mine, and even if she’d run, I know I’ll always find her—and will always pleasure her, if she wants it or not.
Because that’s what love is all about.
Chapter Four
Maddie
I cuddled into Dim the next morning, not wanting to leave for work.
He hummed the moment I rubbed my ass against him, and I couldn’t help but chuckle. “We need breakfast first,” I whispered, turning to him.
Seeing Dim first thing in the morning was one of the most amazing things I could imagine, and my heart thudded happily in my chest.
“Morning, princess,” he whispered, resting one hand behind his back while reaching out to brush a strand out of my face. The way he touched me, the tenderness in his eyes…
“Do you have any idea how long I’ve loved you?” I blurted, not even realizing I’d been thinking that until the words are out.
A smile tugged on his lips. “Not as long as I have loved you. Why did we wait so long?”
I shook my head, pressing my lips against his chest. It was ten by now and we should both be out, but I couldn’t care less.
