by Rynn, Alexa
Cutter’s strong hands cupped my face. “Don’t you understand, Grace? I had to do that to you to prove a point.” His deep eyes darted back and forth between my tear stained ones.
“What kind of point could that possibly make?” I sniffed.
Cutter pulled my hands off of the sheet and loosened it from my body. “I wanted to show you the kinds of girls that throw themselves at me every single day. You saw them, they’re just begging to do anything and everything that I want.”
“You don’t think I know that?” I asked, hurt.
He shrugged. “Maybe you do and maybe you don’t but I had to remind you, either way. Because did you see what I did with them, Grace? I tossed them out like the insignificant pieces of fabric in my life that they are. I could have anyone I want, whenever I want them.” He shook his head. “But I don’t want any of them, I want you.”
Warmth filled my body. “You do?”
He pushed a piece of hair behind my ear. “Of course, I do, Grace. I’ve been there and done that with a million girls that I never wanted for more than a night, they don’t hold my attention anymore. But you…”
“You want me for more than one night?” I gulped.
He smiled and shook his head. “What the fuck do you think I’ve been trying to tell you?” He leaned in and brushed his lips against mine. “I want you for a lot of nights, Grace. Don’t you get it? You’re mine now,” he paused. “Forever.”
Forever.
***
CUTTER
Grace looked like a fallen angel, curled up in the corner of my bed like I would ever actually hurt her. I hated the thought of her being in pain but I had to do it that way. If she didn’t realize how uninterested I was in other women and what they were trying to throw at me she would never be fully secure in what I was trying to create with her.
“Forever,” she whispered again.
Of course, I wanted her to be mine forever, the thought of another man touching her made me want to snap their neck in half. Hence, the punishment she needed to go through for taking off with Ace. I wasn’t going to have her running off to some other guy every time we got in an argument.
I pulled her body toward me and laid her down flat on my mattress. I took in her beauty, not wanting to torture myself for a second time that day. When I’d been running my hands all over her body earlier it had taken every ounce of self-control I had to handcuff her to the bed and not stick my head between her legs for a long slurp of her sweetness.
I didn’t want to put myself through that bullshit again.
I took my fingers and traced down the outline of her bra. God, her boobs were so big. At least a full D cup, maybe bigger, and all natural. Her butt was big and round, filling up her undies very nicely. It almost took you off guard because she had such a nice and innocent face, soft brown eyes and naturally dark hair. Her skin pale and natural, she looked like such a good girl. And then your eyes traveled down and you were hit with some not so nice or subtle assets.
Her whole presence made me hard as a rock within seconds.
I let my fingers go and they traveled down her stomach to her creamy thighs. I ran my touch over her smooth skin for a few seconds before I pushed her legs apart and crawled on top of the bed, positioning myself between her legs.
“Cutter,” she whispered, a shake in her voice.
She was so cute, such a good girl. It turned me on when she got nervous about anything sexual we were about to embark on like she wasn’t sure she could handle it or not. Or like she knew I had so much more experience than her that maybe she wouldn’t be able to keep up.
The thought made my cock ache and start to rise.
I inched my body closer to her, placing my hands on her neck before I covered my lips with hers. Her lips were thick and wet. I could almost feel the desire in her mouth, like the anticipation of me kissing her had traveled to every inch of her damn body.
I deepened my attack on her mouth, sticking my tongue down her throat so deep that I could feel every single little movement of her smooth tongue. She wept into my mouth a little bit and I smothered her mouth with mine even more. I could have made out with her for hours, she tasted so damn good, but the thought of getting my mouth on her pussy was enough to force my lips away from hers.
I planted kisses all the way down her neck and upper chest until I reached her natural tits. I nudged one of them with my lips and then the other while I kissed her all around the fabric of her bra. They were so fucking big it was almost impossible to control my hard on now.
I sucked on one of her nipples lightly through the purple silk; they were so hard that they were poking straight out at me. Just like they had been earlier. Grace was enjoying this just as much as I was, although I wasn’t sure how that was possible.
“Take them out for me, baby.”
A flesh crept into Grace’s cheeks.
I fucking loved it. “Come on, take them out of your bra, Grace.”
She reached up slowly and removed one of her huge boobs out of the purple fabric and then the other. They were even bigger than I imagined, they hung down over her bra like two huge pillows waiting for my attention and my attention alone.
I smirked and slipped one of my hands underneath the right one, rubbing my fingers deep into the big melon. It was heavier than I thought it would be and super soft, like silk. I continued rubbing my hand into her in a circular motion, letting them bounce slowly up and down while Grace bit her lip to keep from moaning.
My other hand found one of her hard nipples off impulse and squeezed it tightly. “Grace, they’re perfect, baby. So big.” I couldn’t keep my hands off them, my big soft pillows. “You want me to taste them, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she gasped.
“Say please,” I commanded her.
“Please, please suck on them.”
I grinned and latched my mouth on top of one of her nipples. She didn’t have to beg me twice. The anticipation of having her nipples between my teeth was driving me fucking wild. I rolled my tongue around her stiff center, sucking on her nipple so hard that when I pulled away it was a little red. I wasted no time getting to work on the other, nibbling on it right away, pinching it with my teeth.
I looked up at her and her mouth was partly ajar. “That stings.”
The comment just made me grip down harder, thrilled that I was making her feel things no man ever had before. She wasn’t used to my kind of attention, my kind of control. It was so hot.
She let out another little wheeze and I took one more bite before releasing her giant nipple from my mouth. I didn’t want to throw too much at her at once. We would work up to how far I liked to go to extort my control eventually.
I let my kisses get lost down her stomach until I reached her most private area, and started rubbing on it through her panties. They were already moist, showing me how excited this was making her. I pushed the fabric to the side, unable to hold back any longer, and slid my tongue over her syrupy slit a few times.
“Cutter.” Grace put her hand on my head and tried to pull me away from her. “Cutter, I need to tell you something.” Her face was completely red now, her nervousness taking over.
“Shhhh.” I pushed her hand away and slipped my hand inside of her panties, feeling around on the outside of her tight fold. “No you don’t. It’s okay, just relax, Grace.”
Her body went stiff at my touch and her face went hard. “Cutter… I… I…”
I knew she was just nervous because this was the first time she’d been touched by me; the first time things had gone this far. “It’s okay, my sweet girl.” I used my other hand to slide her panties down in one quick motion and then I shoved my hand deeper into her soft flower. “Just sit back and enjoy it.”
Grace lifted her head up off the pillow. “No, really, Cutter, I need to talk to you!” She dug her nails into the side of my sheets, grabbing a handful of them in her hands.
I took my finger and stuck it far into her pussy, exploring. “You
really want to talk right now, Grace?” I flicked my finger back and forth inside of her. “You want me to stop and talk to you?”
She threw her head back down on the pillow and panted. “God, Cutter.”
I worked my fingers in and out of her wet center faster and faster, enjoying how fast I was getting her off. She looked so fucking hot with my fingers inside of her, panting heavier and heavier like she’d never been touched so good in her life.
“Cutter, I’m… I’m going to cum already.” She said it apologetically, like she was ashamed that her body couldn’t hold out any longer. “I’m sorry, I just…” Her body started to shake and jerk. “I can’t help it!”
I ripped my hands out of her quickly and buried my face in-between her legs, kissing and licking right over her center. I wanted to taste her, all of her when she fucking came. I could feel her thighs shaking as she jerked back and forth, trying to fight what she could no longer handle.
A second later she exploded all over my mouth.
I swallowed every drop, taking my time to lick any extra juices left on the outside of her sweet curtain. When I looked up at her she had her hand over her chest, gasping for air.
I licked my lips, desperate for more of her taste. I wanted to savor every ounce of her; she tasted even better than she smelled. I had never swallowed such tenderness in my entire life. Her pussy was amazing and it was mine, all mine. If she tasted this damn good I couldn’t imagine what her pussy would feel like once I dived in. The thought of me digging my cock into her tight pussy made my cock vibrate so hard I thought I might shoot my load just thinking about it.
I unbuttoned my pants and sprung my dick out.
Grace came down from the high she was on and looked at it. The same nervous expression as earlier came over her face. I wanted nothing more than to stick my dick inside of her and feel her pussy wrap around it nice and tight but I knew Grace was a good girl. I doubted she had been with that many people and the thought of having sex with me so soon was probably making her overthink every little thing and her insides turn in anticipation.
“Relax,” I told her. “It’s okay.”
She shook her head. “But, Cutter…”
“I won’t stick it in,” I reassured her. “I know you aren’t ready, Grace, I know.” I moved closer to her. “I just want to rub it against your pussy, baby, I just need to feel your juices on my dick, baby.” I started rubbing my dick back and forth over her slit before she had a chance to say anything else, unable to hold back any longer.
“Fuck, Grace!” I growled.
She moved her pussy back and forth against me, allowing me to get off.
She felt so good, so juicy and pure. When I didn’t trust myself to go on any longer I yanked my cock away, I knew if I kept going much longer I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from sticking my dick inside of her. I stood up on my knees and jerked my body forward so that I was standing over here.
“Open your mouth,” I demanded.
She did and stuck her long tongue out, waiting patiently as I stood over her and jerked my cock back and forth while I looked down at her pretty face and full boobs.
I couldn’t believe she was all mine. She was so fucking perfect.
I gave one final jerk and then busted all over her face. My white cum went everywhere, some sprayed into her hair and other specs landed on her chin and mouth. Under her eyes were covered.
It was the first time I’d given a girl a facial in years, no one did it for me like that. No one turned me on that much that I wanted to see myself splashed all over their face.
But Grace did.
Grace deserved a facial from me.
Her innocent, sweet, face was covered in my hot cum.
And I’d never seen anything so beautiful in my entire life.
Chapter Seven
GRACE
I smoothed down my jeans and took the steps down two at a time after Cutter. He’d finally agreed to let me get out of the room as long as he was with me. I was grateful for the outing, even if it was just to dinner. If I had to be in that room another second I was going to scratch my eyes out.
Especially considering the nasty things we had just done.
I was giddy just thinking about it. I was definitely going to hell. There was no way what we did up there wasn’t considered a sin, it felt way too damn good to be considered right or good.
It was crazy how he could affect my mood so drastically. One minute I hated him, the next I wanted to rip his clothes off, and the very next I felt like I was falling completely in love with him. That was crazy, I knew it was, I couldn’t be in love with someone who I had just only started messing around with.
Still, when he had thrown those girls out of the room and told me how I was the only one that he wanted I had almost said it right then and there. I was so glad I hadn’t. Like I didn’t already embarrass myself enough in front of him. The last thing I needed was to add a love confession into the mix.
“Here we are,” Cutter told me, stopping in the middle of the bar that was located underneath the room he stayed in. “We can sit where ever you like.” He glanced around the empty bar.
“But, there’s no one in here,” I pointed out.
Cutter nodded. “I know, I had it cleared out.”
Oh,” I paused. “I just thought when you said we could go out to dinner, you actually meant out to dinner, not a few rooms down from where we already were.”
Cutter held his tatted arms out. “This place is safe, plus they have good food.” He moved closer to me. “And you’re with me, what more could you ask for?”
I grinned and ran my hands over his flawless chest. “Well, when you put it that way…” I leaned into him, anticipating how good his lips would feel on top of mine again.
“Cutter!” Blaze came bursting in the front door of the bar. “There you are! I’ve only been calling your phone for the past hour and a half. What the fuck were you doing?”
Blaze looked really frazzled. His dark hair was sticking up in about twelve different directions, his chocolate eyes looked bloodshot, and his brown jacket was covered in what looked like dirt. He was a far stretch from the guy I saw enter Cutter’s room hours earlier.
“I was busy,” Cutter told him, pulling away from me. “What’s wrong?”
Hump, so much for our kiss.
Blaze glanced at me. “Your dad has been calling you nonstop. He finally heard back from The Misfits council on what they want in return for leaving the girl,” he paused, “I mean what they want for leaving Grace alone.”
I can’t help but feel pleased with the fact that Blaze is treating me like a real person and not some bargaining chip that was considered being handed over to avoid a war.
“And?” Cutter put, even more, distance between us.
Blaze looked at me again.
“Spit it out,” Cutter hissed, growing anxious.
“We have a choice. We can either deliver Grace to them or… we can deliver CJ Stone to them.” Blaze didn’t say anything for a second, letting the information sink into Cutter’s brain. “Or we can do neither and let them come at us with everything they got.”
Cutter shook his head. “What the hell do they want with Stone?”
“Who’s stone?” I asked, in spite of knowing better.
“Apparently before Stone was the head of Green Grove he was a Misfit. A Misfit who left his brothers and betrayed them pretty bad, leaving a wake of chaos in his path.”
Green Grove was a name I recognized. They were an MC club a state over, and I didn’t need to ask to know that they were dangerous. They were caught up in some of the biggest murder for hire plots in the United States.
“How the hell didn’t we know about this?” Cutter snapped.
“Probably because no one wanted us to.”
“Why can’t they just go and get him their self?” I asked, confused. “Why do they need you guys to do that?”
“Because they know it’s a death mission,” Blaze said w
ithout thinking.
Cutter shot him a glare and then turned his back on both of us, pacing back and forth in front of the bar. He was so sexy when he was worked up, the more dangerous he was the more he turned me on but he was really worrying me, there had to be another way. I had heard horror stories about the Green Grove and their leader. Legend had it that they would cut the heads off their enemies and mail them back to their families.
There was no way Cutter could get involved with them.
I didn't want his head mailed back to me!
“I can do it,” Cutter announced, turning around. “I can get him.”
“The hell you can,” I snapped.
“She’s right,” Blaze said. “You’ll never get anywhere near him, he has about ten guys on him at all times.” He shook his head. “There’s a reason The Misfits haven’t been able to get him after all these years.”
Cutter pushed his lips together. “I said I could do it.”
“You can’t!” I tugged on his arm. “I won’t let you! It’s too dangerous!”
Cutter pulled out of my grasp, suddenly cold and unattached. “Grace, I need a second with my brother.” He nodded over toward the bar. “Go and get a menu to look at.”
“What?” I shook my head. “No, I can’t.”
“Go,” Cutter said, his tone a little softer. “It’s fine. I’ll be right there.”
I wanted to say more but I knew better than to question him in front of Blaze. “Fine.” I turned around and walked across the room toward the long bar that lined the wall. I hated that he wouldn’t let me have a say in the conversation but it wasn’t over, I would just have to talk to him about it later on.
“Can I see a menu, please?” I asked the guy behind the bar.
I glanced over at Cutter and Blaze talking deeply in the corner, planning to walk into one of the most dangerous situations of his life and all because of me. I hardly felt like it was worth it and I knew I couldn’t let him do it. He would be killed, I’d rather hand myself over to them then have anything bad happen to Cutter.
