Pretty Dirty

by Madison Faye

  Fuck does he feel good. He feels better than good, he feels like he was made to fill me so perfectly — to stroke me in all the right places, and make my body explode in pleasure like I’ve never known. He slides in deep, and hard, but…

  I blush.

  But I want it harder. I want it as hard as he can give it to me.

  “Harder,” I whimper, crying out as his cock drives into me and his balls hit my clit.

  He does, rocking his hips and fucking me hard as his cock sheathes to the hilt inside.

  “Harder!” I gasp, feeling drunk off of the pleasure. “Fuck me like you’ve wanted to fuck me for weeks.”

  “Careful,” he growls, his voice full of warning.

  “You going to give me a warning label or fuck me?”

  I can feel him growl lowly, his cock throbbing deep inside and his hands tightening on my waist.

  “You want it harder, huh?” He growls. “You want to get fucked like a bad girl?”

  I whimper, not even capable of words as I just nod my head and gasp.

  He pulls his cock out of me, and I’m about to turn around, when I suddenly feel the sting of his hand on my ass. I whimper as the heat and the forbidden pleasure creeps through me, my skin tingling from his hand.

  “You want me to fuck you like a dirty little girl, huh? You want to feel my big fat cock fuck that tight little slutty pussy until you come all over my balls?”

  “Yes!” I whimper out, panting as I feel his hand come down and spank me again.

  “Raise your ass in the air,” he growls.

  I do as he says, eagerly, and quickly — getting on my knees and arching my ass high in the air.

  “Reach back and spread your ass for me, pretty girl,” he groans.

  I gasp, again, doing what he asks and reaching back.

  “Good girl.”

  His voice right in my ear has me whimpering, and when I feel his thick cock ease back against my slit, I tremble in anticipation. The head slips inside, and then suddenly, he’s driving every inch balls-deep inside of me.

  I scream in pleasure as he grinds deep, only to pull out and drive his cock back inside of me. He growls, reaching up and tangling my hair in his fist. He tugs on it sharply, pulling my head back, and when his other hand slides around my throat, it’s almost more than I can take. I cry out as his big cock starts to fuck me hard, his muscles clenching and rippling and his growl echoing in my ears as he makes me his.

  His balls slap my clit on every thrust, his abs hitting the backs of my hands as he fills me to the brim on every stroke. Hands tug my hair back and grips my throat — not so I can’t breathe, but just enough that it’s all so much more intense. He doesn’t hold back, and I don’t want him to, and as he fucks me mercilessly with his thick cock, I can feel every cell in my body start to explode.

  His hand in my hair slides back down to my ass, and it comes down with a sharp spank as he drives his cock into me.

  “Fuck!” I scream in pleasure, my whole world blurring at the edges as I start to go over that cliff. “Fuck, just like that! Fuck me harder!”

  “Careful, little girl,” he purrs in my ear, his hips a blur as he pounds my little pussy with that big cock.

  “Don’t tell me to be careful, daddy,” I whisper, turning to lock my eyes with him. “Just please keep fucking me like that.”

  He groans, and when his hand spanks my ass again, and when his other one tightens just enough on my neck, I feel everything start to explode.

  “Just like that! Just like that! Just like that!” The words tumble from my lips, and I’m thrusting my ass back to meet his deep, powerful, body-shaking thrusts as I feel myself start to tumble over the edge.

  “Just like— fuuuck!”

  His cock drives deep inside, his hand grips my neck so perfectly, and when he spanks my ass one more time, I lose all control. I scream as one of the most intense orgasms of my entire life explodes through me, shattering me apart from the inside. I claw at the sofa, my whole body trembling and shaking until my knees literally give out. I collapse onto the sofa, gasping for air and feeling my pulse race like a horse as I try and find gravity again.

  “Oh. Holy. Shit,” I manage to gasp out, shivering and panting.

  “That was…that...” I trail off, blinking deliriously.

  “Oh, pretty girl,” Gray growls into my ear, his arms circling me. “Did you think I was done with you?”

  I gasp as he scoops me up and starts to carry me across the room towards the windows that overlook the Strip below.

  “Where are we— oh.”

  I whimper as he presses my bare back up against the glass and crushes his lips to mine. He kisses me hungrily, and fiercely, and so hard that my toes curl and my body starts to ache for him all over again.

  He pulls back, and when he grabs my ass and lifts me up, I shriek before I feel his thick cock ease against my pussy.

  Someone could see us. I glance back to see the entire, glowing, neon, lit-up strip of downtown Las Vegas stretched out beneath us. It’s dark in here, but still. Someone could look up, see my bare ass against the glass.

  They could see his big cock sliding inside of my pussy as he fucks me against the glass.

  Someone could see us.

  …And I love it.

  The thought sends a wicked, naughty thrill through me.

  “You like being watched, don’t you?” Gray groans into my lips, nudging his hips forward and settling me down so that the head slips between my lips. I whimper, my arms around his neck and my legs spread around his hips. His powerful hands grip my ass, his body pressing me into the glass as he slides another inch inside.

  “The cams weren’t just a job for you. You like being on camera, even when you’re laughing at the suckers paying you.”

  “Maybe,” I purr.

  “Dirty girl,” he growls back, and before I know it, he’s driving every thick inch of his cock inside. I whimper in pleasure, clinging to him and gasping as he starts to fuck me right there against the glass.

  “Maybe someone sees us right now, huh?” he groans. “Maybe someone’s watching you against the glass, watching you get fucked like a dirty girl.”

  Oh God.

  I cry out, crushing my lips to his and kissing him hungrily as he starts to drive his cock in and out of me, nailing me to the glass behind me. I drop a hand to my side, my palm against the glass as I cry out and beg him for more. Gray’s muscles bunch and ripple, his masculine groans filling my ears as he holds me so tight and pumps his beautiful cock in and out of my tight, slick pussy.

  We move faster, and faster, and I start to lose myself completely, clawing at the glass and clinging to his neck as he pushes me right to the edge all over again.

  “You’re mine,” he growls into my ear, his teeth biting at the lobe. “You’re my pretty little bad girl. My dirty girl.”

  “All yours,” I gasp, my body starting to tingle as I feel the orgasm about to hit. His cock strokes my clit on every thrust, and when his hands tighten on my ass and his cock starts to swell up even bigger, I know I’m about to shatter.

  “Come all over that big dick, baby girl,” he growls into my ear. “I want that sweet girl cum to coat my balls and drip down this glass so everyone knows you’re mine. I want them all to know how hard you come on my cock. Fuck, I want the whole fucking world to know you’re mine. Now come for me. Come on my cock, pretty girl. Come on my fat cock right fucking now.”

  Reality blurs, and I’m sort of aware of screaming in pleasure, and burying my mouth in his neck and biting him. I’m half aware of my whole world shattering around me as the biggest orgasm of my life thunders through me like a fucking hurricane.

  Gray roars into my neck, and I can feel his big cock pulse deep inside of me. I can feel his thick, hot cum splash inside of me as he pumps rope after rope of his sticky seed deep inside, I’m sure it’s dripping down my legs.

  I’m aware of him carrying me into his bedroom, my legs still around his waist, and hi
s cock still buried inside of me and still rock hard.

  I don’t know what this is, or where we go from here, but I don’t care.

  Because whatever this is, it’s perfect. It’s bliss. It’s me feeling more alive than I ever have before. And it’s all because of him.

  11

  Gray

  “I’m skipping work today.”

  She grins sleepily, raising her head from the pillow next to me to arch a brow.

  “Oh?”

  “Yeah, c’mon sleepy-head, let’s get going.”

  “Going?” She frowns. “Where are we going?”

  “Out.” I grin as I slide out of the covers and stand.

  “Out? But this bed is heaven. What if we just stayed here?”

  I chuckle. “Cause if we do, I’m not sure we’ll ever leave this bed.”

  “And that’s a problem because…?”

  That actually makes me pause. Yeah, that wouldn’t exactly be a terrible thing.

  “I mean, what if we stayed here?” she pushes the cover down to her feet, and I growl at the sight of her nude body.

  “And I could do this,” she spreads her legs and traces her fingertips up her thighs. I’m hard in about a quarter of a second.

  “And then maybe I could suck your cock with my little mouth before I beg you to fuck me any way you want to?

  Yeah, fuck the plans. Hers are way better.

  “Now what exactly is so pressing outside of this bed that’d be better than that?”

  “Nothing,” I growl, my cock hard as a rock as I slip back onto the bed. “Brunch and fucking clothes shopping can wait.”

  Her brows arch and she sits bolt-upright.

  “Did you say clothes shopping?”

  “Trust me, it can wait.”

  “C’mon, what are we waiting for!”

  Before I know it, she’s jumped out of bed and heading for the bathroom.

  “Whoa, hang on,” I mutter, frowning as I watch that perfect ass sway away from me. “Whoa whoa whoa, what happened to your plans?”

  Her head pokes out of the bathroom, grinning impishly. “Gray, you just offered a girl with literally no wardrobe a shopping trip out. What did you think was going to happen?”

  “I was thinking,” I growl as I slip out of bed and close the distance to her. I grab her in my arms, yanking her tight little body against me. “I was thinking you could climb on top of me and ride my cock until you come all over it.”

  She blushes, biting her lip as the heat flashes in her face.

  “What iiiif….” She trails off and grins. “What if we get me something to wear that isn’t an old t-shirt of yours, and then you can have your sweet way with me?”

  I groan. “Who said anything about sweet?”

  Something heated flashes across her face, and she presses into me. She reaches down, and I groan as she wraps her hand around my cock and leans up to nibble my ear.

  “When I said I’d beg you to fuck me any way you please? I was thinking specifically of some place where someone’s very wicked tongue went last night.”

  My cock throbs, and I growl lowly.

  “This sounds sort of like blackmail.”

  She giggles. “No, blackmail would be saying ‘I’m not going to bend over, play with my pussy, and beg you to fuck my ass with your big dick unless you take me clothes shopping.’ What I’m saying is, ‘I’m going to bend over, play with my pussy, and beg you to fuck my ass with your big dick anyways, but I would love if we could go get some clothes first so I feel like a human.’”

  Fuck, how exactly did I find this girl?

  She shrugs. “It’s a subtle difference.”

  “Hmm, yeah, very subtle.”

  She grins. “So?” Zoe bites her lip and looks up at me sweetly, before I roll my eyes.

  “Okay, okay, fine. Clothes it is.”

  She cheers and jumps into my arms. “Thank you.”

  “Zoe?”

  She looks up at me. “Yeah?”

  “If you don’t let go of my cock, I swear I’ll never let you leave this room.”

  She giggles as she kisses me.

  “Why does this feel like Pretty Woman?”

  I laugh as Zoe steps out of the changing room, but when I see what she’s wearing, I sort of lose the ability to think.

  The dress is black, sexy as fuck, but also elegantly gorgeous. It’s backless, showing all of her inked skin there, and short, but not too short. Just enough to get my blood roaring a little. It’s thin-strapped, and the neck-line plunges just enough for my eyes to linger hungrily.

  She clears her throat, and I look up.

  “You look good enough to eat.”

  She grins, twirling and letting me get the full feel of it. Yeah, definitely good enough to eat, especially the way it hugs her ass so fucking nicely.

  “Was that dress in Pretty Woman?”

  “No, I just mean the rich guy taking the underprivileged rough and tumble girl out to buy clothes.”

  I grin. “Rough and tumble?”

  “You know what I mean.”

  “Does this make me Richard fucking Gere? Cause I want no part of that.”

  Zoe giggles, and the sound just fucking lights my heart up. She’s been buzzing since we stepped into the VIP shopping area at Caesar’s, especially when she could change out of the old running shorts and t-shirt of mine.

  “I could snap some pearls on your finger if you really want the full Pretty Woman experience.”

  She shrugs. “You know that wasn’t meant to be in the movie? It just happened during filming and they went with it.”

  “Did not know that.”

  “Yeah, I’m full of surprises like that.”

  I smile at her. “Yes you are.”

  Zoe grins as she steps over to where I’m sitting on a rounded sofa that sits in the middle of the changing room area.

  “Thanks for this,” she whispers, leaning down and kissing me.

  “How about you thank me by agreeing that we go lingerie shopping next?”

  She laughs, her eyes twinkling something heated at me.

  “Lingerie? Do I need any?”

  “Says the girl who was just telling me this morning how she has zero clothes?”

  “No, I mean…” She bites her lip and glances around. We’re alone, especially since my Amex black card has us in the VIP shopping area. It’s just this sitting room with the mirrors, and the changing area behind the curtain.

  Zoe glances around again, and as I watch her face grow red, she turns around and slowly tugs her dress up, until it’s pulling up over her ass right in front of me.

  Her very bare, very naked and perfect ass.

  “I mean, do you think I need any lingerie?”

  “Nope” I growl, and before I can even try to contain myself, I’m grabbing her hips, pulling her back into me, and burying my face between her thighs.

  Zoe gasps sharply, panting as my tongue teases over her pussy. I groan into her, inhaling the sweet scent and honeyed taste of her cunt as I push my tongue deep. My hands grab her hips, pulling her against my mouth as I start to slowly fuck her with my tongue. I groan into her, fucking starving for the taste of her. Her soft, velvety lips part for my tongue, and when I swirl it over her clit, she stifles the cry in the crook of her arm.

  “Gray!”

  My only answer is to slide my tongue as deep as I can in her soft little pussy.

  “What if someone comes in!”

  “Maybe you should have thought of that before you lifted your dress and tempted a hungry man,” I growl into her, biting her ass and then moving back to her pussy.

  “Okay, I was just teasing you,” she gasps, whimpering as I flick her clit with the tip of my tongue.

  “And now I’m going to taste you,” I groan. “And I’m going to keep tasting this tight little cunt until it comes all over my face.”

  I growl as I move back in, spreading her wide with my hands and dragging my tongue over her pussy. But I want more. I need
more of her.

  I pull away from her, which makes her whimper in protest, but when I scoop her up, kiss her hard, and then shuffle us back into the changing room, I think she gets the message.

  “Holy shit we’re so going to get busted in here,” she gasps as I yank the heavy curtain shut and shove her up against the wall of the changing booth.

  “Then I guess we’d better be quiet,” I growl, shoving her dress up around her waist and sliding a hand between her legs.

  “No promise,”she moans, loudly.

  “Oh believe, me, I’m going to make it real fucking hard for you to keep quiet.”

  I sit on the bench in the dressing booth, yanking my pants open and pulling my cock out before I pull Zoe into my lap. She straddles me, her back to my chest and her bare, slick pussy right against my throbbing hard cock. I reach around and use my fingers to tease her, rolling them over her clit until she’s panting for more. I raise her up, using my hand to spread those pink, puffy pussy lips apart and center her over my thick cock head. She gasps loudly as I pull her down, slipping the head inside her hot slick opening.

  “Fuck that cock, baby,” I growl into her ear, my hands sliding up to cup her breasts through the dress. “I want you to bounce on that dick, and I want you to take every fucking inch until you come for me.”

  “Oh fuck!” she gasps, sliding down my cock.

  “Every inch, pretty girl.”

  “Yes, daddy!” she moans, as her slick pussy eases down over my girth. She keeps lowering down until I can feel her clit against my balls, and I groan as I flex, making my cock pulse inside of her.

  “Ride me, baby girl,” I growl into her ear as I tease her nipples through the dress. “Ride that big cock.”

  She whimpers as she slides up, only to drop back down, making both of us gasp as she takes every inch at once. Her insanely tight, hot little cunt grips me like a velvet glove as she starts to ride me up and down, bouncing on my cock and taking it balls-deep on every damn thrust. I drop one hand to her ass, grabbing it like it’s mine as she rides me up and down. I give her small spank, and she screams into her arm as the pleasure rocks through her.

  Suddenly, there are footsteps, and we both freeze.