My father had told me what to do and what to be, and I’d hated it. But a few dirty words that were bossy as hell from Huck and I felt safe. Empowered. Beautiful.
There was a world of difference when I gave myself to the right person. I had a feeling I was about to find out just how much.
HUCK
Holy fuck. I had never come so hard before, and that had just been a hand job. I swore I’d gone blind there for a second. I took a moment in the bathroom to come to grips with where I was. Who I was with. What we were about to do.
I’d made Sarah mine six years ago. It was time to do so again.
This time, nothing was going to tear us apart.
I left the bathroom, and there she was, just as I’d ordered. Sarah was bare and beautiful, legs bent, knees spread.
I took in every inch of her. From the wild blonde curls on her head to the little patch at the top of her pink pussy.
Fuck me.
Stalking over, I climbed up onto the bed, crawled on top of her, loomed. Looked down at her. Took in the trusting eyes, the flushed cheeks. I shifted lower and surveyed her perfect tits. I couldn’t resist sucking a little nipple into my mouth and giving it a tug.
Her hands dived into my hair. Clung. Tugged.
“Huck!” she cried.
I lifted my head. “What is it, baby girl? What do you want?”
“You.”
“You’ve got me.”
“In me,” she added.
“Gotta get you ready first.”
She squirmed. “I’m ready.”
I shook my head. “If you remember, I’m big and your pussy’s a tight little thing.”
“I’m not a virgin anymore,” she reminded.
I hadn’t asked if she’d been with anyone else besides me. While I assumed it was a yes, I wasn’t going to ask. I hadn’t been celibate either. The time that had come between when I made her mine and now was in the past. She was mine. She was beneath me. That was all that mattered.
“You want me to take you hard?” Just asking her the question made my dick pulse. I had all kinds of ideas on how I wanted to fuck Sarah.
She nodded.
“I’m going to eat you out, get you nice and soft and wet and ready for my dick. Then I’ll fuck you. On your back. On all fours. Over the edge of the bed. Hell, against the wall. All night long.”
“Please.”
I leaned down, kissed her nipple, then the other. “That’s right, I love to hear you beg. But it’s a little early yet.”
Shifting down her body, I gripped one thigh, then the other, spread her wide, and settled my shoulders between. Breathing her in, I looked my fill. My pussy.
She was wet and eager for me.
“Shit,” I muttered, shaking my head. “I don’t have a condom.”
Fuck me. My girl was naked and spread and ready, and I didn’t have anything to protect her.
“I do.”
I arched a brow, narrowed my gaze.
“They came in a party favor bag from a bachelorette party. It’s in my bedside drawer.”
Reaching over, I yanked it open and found her stash. There were at least five. That would hold us… for a few hours. I ripped one open, slid it on.
“Huck,” she whimpered when I finished.
I’d gotten off in the shower. She hadn’t.
I didn’t make her wait any longer. While I might tease her someday, she was being a good girl and deserved all the orgasms I could give her.
I licked down her seam, then used my thumbs to part her, then licked her again, from her dripping opening to her clit. I’d figured out what got her hot on Friday night, but now I had my hands and slipped two fingers into her. Found her G-spot when she arched her back and cried out my name.
I worked her hard. Watched what made her gasp, writhe, clutch at my hair, and did it again. And again. She came quickly, her pussy gushing onto my palm.
Before she finished coming, I worked my way up her body, positioned myself at her entrance, and slid home.
“Fuck!” I groaned, her pussy walls clenching down, practically strangling my dick as she continued to come. I pulled back, thrust deep again. When her legs wrapped around my hips, her heels digging into my ass, I took her hard. Our skin slapped together. Her tits swayed. Her eyes met mine. Held as she lifted her hips to meet me.
I pulled all the way out, then flipped Sarah onto her stomach. With my hand hooked around her waist, I pulled her back onto her knees, pressed into her from behind.
“Huck!” she cried. This angle made it easy to go extra deep. She had all of me now. I felt every inch of her clamping down.
“Good girl. Take me.” I slapped her ass, and a pink handprint instantly bloomed. She clenched. “Fuck.”
I spanked her again, and she reached down beneath her and began to play with her clit.
Holy shit. My girl owned her passion. She knew what she wanted, what she needed. Another time I’d punish her for touching my pussy, but not now.
She was wild. Uninhibited. If she needed to play with her clit to get off… this time, I was going to fuck her hard and watch it happen.
Which I did, until I came right along with her and we lost all thought together. It wasn’t the only time we fucked. I’d meant every word about how I would take her. I didn’t want her to ever doubt I did what I said. If that meant using up all those condoms, then so be it.
14
SARAH
After the last round of sex, Huck passed out. I’d fallen asleep in his arms, but only for a short time. My hunger woke me, and it wasn’t for Huck. This time. I slipped on my sleep shirt I’d found on the floor and pulled
