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“Are you taking one with me?” she asks, a little shy. Her eyes are sparkling with anticipation as she locks her fingers behind my head.
I grab her hands and drop them at her sides. She stands there staring at the ground, but not before I see her little intake of breath when she notices the wet spot and my bulge straining against my sweats. “No, and the towels are in the closet in the bathroom,” I drawl, leaving her alone.
I stomp down the hallway and slam the bathroom door shut willing my dick to calm down before taking a leak with my hand plastered on the wall while I think about her being all alone in my safe haven. I flush the toilet and head into my room without another glance, closing the door behind me with much more force than necessary. “What the hell am I doing?” I mutter, taking a seat on my bed as I fall backward, running a hand over my cock who’s begging me to disappear inside her. I press a pillow against my face and scream before throwing it across the room.
“Damn it,” I snarl, grabbing my cock, stroking myself through the fabric. I want to punish her, slap her ass over and over, watching as her creamy skin turns red from my palm print. She could use a good spanking; she needs some discipline in her life. Point in case, she’s with a strange man who would like nothing more than to make her gag on his cock to teach her a lesson.
I turn my head in the direction of the closed door, still stroking my hard-on through my pants. I hear her walking down the hallway, and I hold my breath, my hand stilling. The wood cracks in front of my door. She doesn’t knock, instead she heads into the bathroom and turns on the shower.
I start to pace.Get it together man, I repeat in my head. The way those sweet little pussy lips parted for me when I nailed her against the table makes my dick stand at attention again. I should apologize to her and find out what she’s doing here. See if she’s here to seduce me into selling my land. Her father wouldn’t stoop so low, or would he? I have no idea what to think anymore. Last time I checked, the asshole was in a mountain of debt because of some faulty business deal that went south.
I can’t imagine this girl being a pawn in her father’s many games. The way she begged and leaned into my touch makes me wonder if she might like me in some fucked up, I’ll be yourdaddy,kind of way. Chuckling, I run both hands across my face. That would piss her father off even more, to know I screwed his daughter, filling her with my cum. I take a deep breath to calm my racing heart and open the door. I can’t suppress my shit-eating grin. She left the bathroom door open, and my boxers she wore are hanging from the doorknob.
This naughty girl knows how to get a man’s attention. I grab them and press the cotton against my nose, leaning my arm against the frame. Goddamn, they smell even better than I imagined. They’re still a little damp from her arousal. I have to grab my dick hard through my sweats to prevent me from coming like some teenage boy with a crush. I open my eyes in time to hear her surprised gasp. Damn, when did she turn off the shower and step out? She has a fluffy green towel wrapped around her small, curvy body, and her wet hair is slicked back.
She beams at me; her smile a mile wide. And I’m still clutching the underwear in my calloused hand, like some fucking pervert. She stares at the fabric, licks her lips, then slowly drops the towel. Seeing her naked like this, owning her body, is sexy as hell.
“W-what are you doing?” I stutter, taking a step into the hallway. She corners me until my back hits the wall. Standing on her tiptoes, she lets her hands glide under my shirt, trailing her now warm fingers over my abs, up to my chest. I take a deep breath when she runs her thumb over the biggest scar on my abdomen.
“Don’t,” I say, my voice thick with need as I grab her wrist, my goddamn traitorous dick jutting between us, like some heat-seeking missile ready to destroy her sweet pussy.
She wiggles out of my hold and pushes my shirt up, and I let her. I’m done fighting all the reasons why I shouldn’t have a little fun before I send her back to her father with my cum between her legs. She’s going to leave when she finds out the truth, so what’s wrong with taking what I want, and right now Iwanther. When she sinks to her knees, I officially lose it. I grab her wet hair and yank her head up.
She moans,fuck,does she like it as rough as I do?My fantasies usually scare the shit out of women. Her naughty smile gives me hope she might like what I deal out. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
She wets her lips, her pink little tongue darting out. “Thanking the man who saved my life.”
I drop the back of my head against the wall. “Don’t.” My voice sounds husky to my own ears, thrusting my hips forward like I’m not already going to hell. Her fingers brush over my V as she tugs my sweats down my legs, and I kick them to the side. My dick jerks against my boxers, a moist ring forming on the fabric. Her fingertips reach for the bare, scarred skin above my waistband, and I swear, not wanting to admit to myself that I want nothing more than for her to suck my dick dry.
“Take off your shirt,” she orders, staring up at me through those black lashes. I like this bossy side of hers. Shaking my head, I tell her, “I’m the one giving orders around here.”
She nods, and with a half-smile, I pull the shirt over my head, letting it drop to the floor. I drag my tongue along the seam of my lips, my cockhead pulsing with need.
She looks at the scars and the tattoo on my arm. “Were you in the military?” she asks, her eyes locked on my ink like she’s trying to read the words.
I nod. “Special Forces, a long time ago,” I whisper, my voice suddenly thick and raw with emotion, my pulse pounding like I’m ready to slam my fist into the wall.
“That’s why you have those scars?” she presses, running her knuckles over the white lines on my stomach and down my legs.
“Yes,” I respond, not wanting to tell her anything more. She would want to escape when she finds out the man I am, the man I was. I killed so many, left so much destruction in my wake.
She stares at the tent in my boxers, and I groan. I tilt her chin up, careful not to hurt her again. “Are you sure, I’m bigger than most.” My throat goes dry.
She nods, not saying anything, watching me with a curious look in her eyes. Is this her first time? Legally, she’s an adult. She could have had many men before me. The thought almost pushes me over the edge. I swear under my breath, cursing myself. I’ve never felt this much possessiveness toward a woman before.
“Storm, you don’t have to,” rumbles free from my voice.Fuck me,I hope she pulls the fabric of my boxers back and chokes on my goddamn cock.
I watch her swallow, her chest rising and falling with anticipation as she pulls the cotton down my ass and my calves. I step out of them and spread my legs wide, leaning with my back against the wall. Shifting in front of me, she plants her knees firmly on the towel. I hate myself in that moment, knowing how much I like the distressed look in her eyes mixed with curiosity. I’ve had my fair share of women. No one could deep throat, no one could handle my dick. They were all scared of me, of my reputation. Hunting down known criminals who tried to hide out in the woods, or the gossip mill running like wildfire in town of how me and Wes went rogue and got revenge on a mission.
What kind of a sick fuck does it make me to be turned on by this girl? I can’t show weakness, I can’t let anyone come too close to see my true scars, the ones on my heart. With a low laugh, I run a hand over my eyes to check if I’m dreaming.
“Have you ever given a blowjob?” I ask through clenched teeth, while my cock jerks as she eyes the purple head.
She shakes her head, parting her lips a little bit, blowing her hot breath against my balls, which are heavy with my seed. They hike up, knowing I’m going to pop her blowjob cherry. Her skin is flushed, her nipples hard little pebbles begging to be sucked. Her hands graze the indents of my hips, stroking down to my knees.
“I like to learn,” she says, her voice a little coy. Her eyes are wide, and she’s trembling while she stares at my heavy erection, probably doing the math in her head.Yeah, baby, it’s going to be a snug fit.
I shake my head. “You don’t have to,” I curse when she licks the hard tip of my rock-hard cock. “Fuck-k-k Storm,” I say through gritted teeth, my breathing growing faster as her tiny fingers brush my taint.
