I hated seeing her cry.
I reached for the dark strands of hair that had fallen over her eyes and I pushed them behind both her ears. Her lips were parted seductively while she breathed evenly, waiting to see what I’d do next.
I framed her face with my hands and then I kissed her.
I tasted her sweet little tongue, sucked on it strong while I kissed her deeply. Elsie moved towards me. The empty mug fell out of her hand and neither of us cared where it went. I just wanted to feel her soft warm body in my arms and she gave herself to me. Just like she was supposed to.
I pulled her in closer, pinning her down on the couch while I climbed on top of her.
Limbs entwined with limbs. She was so delicate and fragile, strong and courageous at the same time.
I knew what it meant to lose a parent, but she’d gone through it doubly. She’d lost both her parents. Worse. They were shot dead in front of her. I couldn’t blame her for losing her mind a little. She had every right to, and I’d make Aldo pay.
We’d all make him pay for all the things he’d done to our family and the women we cared about.
Did I care about Elsie?
In more ways than just a poor little helpless girl?
My fingers found the button and zip on her jeans. When they were undone, I pushed my hand down her pants until I found that warm, throbbing, swelling clit. I knew how to make her feel good. I wanted her to feel good.
Elsie kissed me back harder, taking possession of my mouth while I took possession of her pussy. My fingers slipped in her, sliding deep between her folds. She gasped in my mouth, thrusting her hips up towards me so I’d bang her harder.
My thumb stroked her clit while my fingers thrust in and out of her tight little pussy. A pussy so tight and small that my cock may have been too big for her, but she didn’t complain the last time. And I knew why—because she was already so wet for me. I loved feeling the slick of her cream on my fingers as I slid deeper and deeper within her.
Elsie pulled her mouth away from me to look into my eyes.
“Tristian, you’re going to make me come.”
“Exactly.”
“I want you inside me when I come. I want you to come inside me,” she said, biting down on her lip.
I’d already made up my mind to give her everything she wanted.
I pulled off every last piece of her clothing until she was completely naked under me. She rolled her hips and shuddered with desire while I kissed her everywhere. I didn’t want to leave a single inch of her skin untouched.
Once I was done kissing her, I saw the look of desperation in her eyes. She needed me inside her. She wanted me to fuck her, just like she had begged me to.
And so I did.
I flipped her over first, so I could grab her ass and press it into my thighs.
She slipped underneath me, pushing her face into the softness of the couch. I held her down, pinning her head down with one hand while fondling her big juicy ass. I squeezed hard, then caressed gently.
I wanted to feel her moving under me.
I wanted more.
My fingers slipped into her pussy. I loved how wet she was. Her cream moistened her folds and her clit. I could soak in those scents forever. The smell of her sweet tight pussy.
I groaned as I straightened up, positioning myself right behind her. I held on to her hips from behind and then drove myself in. I didn’t have the patience to take it slow. I wanted to be inside her completely. Possess her entirely. Her body shuddered with satisfaction when I’d filled her to the brim.
She wanted more, rolling her hips faster.
I gave her what she wanted, driving in and out of her with more force. The couch bounced underneath us. I had to grab a bunch of her hair, wrap it around my fist so I could rein her in, like a pony. Or else she’d get out of my control.
I smacked her ass while pounding her pussy, and she came in that instant.
Elsie’s voice was hoarse and sultry while she begged me not to stop. I had no intention of stopping. I’d do this forever if I could.
Then I came inside her, filling her with my seed. She shook her ass for me, sucking me deep inside her pussy. I wrapped my arms around her perfect flat belly, pulling her backwards to my chest.
I pressed my face into her silky dark hair and breathed in her scent.
She was beautiful. She was too beautiful.
And I knew this was a mistake I’d regret in a few seconds.
Elsie made me feel weak.
And just as I pulled myself out of her, my phone rang.
She looked over her shoulder at me, probably wondering if I’d answer the phone.
I moved away from her and checked the screen.
It was the phone call I’d been waiting for.
It was one of my connections calling about having located Christie.
Thankfully, it hadn’t taken very long. Apparently she lived in a smaller town now, just a forty-minute drive from here.
My head pounded as I spoke to the guy on the phone and then quickly ended the call. The idea of going to speak to Christie, of seeing her again after eleven years—blew my mind.
I knew I’d have to get my shit together.
By the time I was off the phone, Elsie had already put most of her clothes back on. Fuck. I wasn’t sure if she’d be okay if I left her now. She hadn’t been doing well when I found her wandering the streets. She was going through some stuff, which I figured had to do with the death of her parents.
I pulled up my pants, buttoning the buttons on my
