Page 19 of Wicked Dreams


Font Size:  

I get on the bed and lie on my back next to Rory. She slowly slides up my side and puts her head on my shoulder as I stroke myself with the precum rolling down my dick. She stares at me, hesitantly touching my lower abdomen, getting close to my dick without actually touching it. “I want you to ride me.” I grab her arms and help her position herself on top of me.

Rory’s lips are full and pouty, so before I sink her down onto me, I bring her face to mine and devour her mouth. She soaks me as she grinds against my shaft, and I groan at the sensation. She lifts her hips and settles on the tip of my dick, intending to slowly acclimate to my size. I can’t wait though. I grab her hips and thrust up into her, sheathing myself completely and loving the way she fits around me.

“Shit, Wade. I don’t think I can.”

I keep one hand on her hip and bring the other up to caress her face. “You can. You’re doing so well. Just look at you.” I grind into her, and she hisses out a breath as she digs her nails into my chest.

The weight of Rory on top of me is one of the most satisfying moments of my life. I notice that her eyes still mostly remain closed, and I’m not as understanding about it as I was a little while ago. I want her to acknowledge what I’m doing to her. I hold onto her and carefully roll so that she’s underneath me. It surprises her enough that she looks up at me, and I smile.

“Eyes on me, Rory. It’s me fucking you right now. It’s my cock you’re going to come all

over.”

“Don’t.” It’s one word, said so quietly.

“Don’t what? You’re loving this, aren’t you? Why are you so ashamed to admit it?” Her breathing is coming out faster, and I start pounding into her harder, wanting to mark her with my body and make her see what she could have if she wants it.

“No. I’m surviving this. There’s a difference.” Her words would hold more sting if she wasn’t holding me close and milking my cock with her pussy.

“Survival, huh? I guess we’ll all just have to step up our game, then.” I can feel myself getting closer, and by the way her body is moving beneath me, so is Rory.

I kiss her again and move to her neck. It’s juvenile, but the others have all done something to leave their marks behind, so I’m going to do it too. I latch onto Rory’s neck, and she moans as I leave a dark purple mark behind. I didn’t realize how excellent my suction skills are. My orgasm hits at the same time as Rory’s, and we become a writhing pile of sweaty limbs as we ride it out together.

We lie there quietly after shifting on our sides, still connected. I want to fuck her again, hold her close, and watch her sleep, but I can tell she’s tired. I run my hand up and down her back in a soft, soothing motion until she closes her eyes. I know I should get up and get a towel to clean Rory up, so she can rest comfortably, but I’m selfish, and I want my cum inside her.

Eventually, I can hear more voices in the other room, so I gently pull out of Rory. I make sure she’s covered up before I get dressed and head out to talk to the guys. They’re all in the living room, sipping on beer when I join them.

“Well, don’t you look relaxed.” Hayes tilts his head at me as he takes a pull off his drink.

“Someone was in desperate need of an attitude adjustment. I lent my services.” I walk into the kitchen to grab a drink for myself, unable to wipe the smile off my face.

The guys laugh, and it eases the worry I had about any potential problems they might have faced while out on their errand. I pop the top off my beer and sit next to Adler on the couch.

“The boys were telling me that things went well just before you came out here.” Gray focuses on me with a wink.

“Sorry. But that’s good. So they have the ring, and there weren’t any problems?”

Adler looks at me and nods. “That’s right. Rory’s parents have been spending a lot of time at her and Brendan’s house. They were all there when the package was delivered. We actually got some pretty sweet surveillance photos of the looks on their faces. It was priceless.”

Hayes smirks and shakes his head at his twin. “Yeah, they were fucking horrified. Her mom practically fainted, and that little bitch Brendan looked like he wanted to throw up.”

“What about Henry?” Gray beats me to the punch.

“His face went completely white. I’m sure he’s wracking his brain for leads or clues. Thankfully, he won’t find anything yet.” Hayes shrugs, but he’s pleased at the pain we inflicted today.

“Do you think they’ll finally go to the cops? Get the media involved and looking for our girl?” I contemplate Gray’s question.

“I’m not sure. I expected them to run to the police as soon as they realized Rory was missing, but they surprised me. Maybe they want to try and deal with this on their own and not draw any unwanted attention to their personal or business situations. You know Henry is into shady shit. He’s probably got Brendan all wrapped up into it too.” We’ve been monitoring Henry Cole’s businesses for years and have discovered loads of corrupt shit on his end, but we’ve kept it to ourselves, so we can take him down with everything all at once.

“Maybe we need to escalate our plans sooner to get a bigger reaction? I drew up this design the other day, and I want to put it on Rory.” I gape at Hayes.

“You want to tattoo her? Why?” I’m the only one that appears to be struggling with this idea. Everyone else looks calm and content with it.

“She’s growing on me. Plus, it’s the ultimate ‘fuck you’ to the Coles and her fiancé. A mark that represents us, reminds her of us, shows her who she actually belongs to, even if she can’t admit it to herself.” Hayes looks beyond pleased with himself.

As I sit there sipping my beer, I can’t deny that this sounds kind of hot. The fact that it makes me think I’ll have an easier time convincing them to keep Rory permanently doesn’t hurt either.

“You know what? I think you’re right, Hayes. We should do it. Tonight.” She’s going to be so pissed at us, but I look forward to figuring out how we can all calm her down.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like