American Bad Boy(45)

“No, you can’t come to bed with me.”

So much for not hearing her right.

“Because I want you right here. Right now.” She presses her tits into me. She’s not wearing a bra, her dark nipples are little diamonds under her flimsy top, begging me to suck on them. I slide my hand down her back and under the edge of her shorts, grabbing her fat cheek in my hand tight, I push her against my hardening cock.

“Listen to me, Lauren. You need to know that this is what you want, you understand? You’re always going on about how you’re not one of my fan-club bimbos or whatever, and you’re right, you’re not.” I wrap my hand in her coarse hair and firmly kiss her, squeezing her beautiful ass until she squirms up against my cock.

Fuck she feels good. I can’t wait to feel her tight pussy again. I can smell her desire and it takes more will power than I knew I had not to pull her little shorts down to her knees, whirl her around and fuck her against the wall.

I pull my lips away from hers and Lauren sighs, her eyes still closed. “What’s wrong?” She flutters them open.

“Nothing is wrong. I just need to know, right now, if you’re ready to move on with your life. Cause, when we fuck. Not if, when, I’m not interested in having you for a night. I can get that from any girl. Hell, I can get it from a group of them, at the same time if I want.”

Fire flashes in her brown eyes and her lips turn downward. “I’m well aware of your reputation, Mack.”

“Good, cause it’s all true. I’m sure I’ve earned every word of it. Listen to me, I’m not telling you this to make you jealous,” I smile, “even though it’s awfully cute on you.”

“I’m not jealous,” she lies, looking to the side.

“Good, because I don’t want those girls. I want you. Only you, you understand? I need you to be ready to move on because when I fuck you, I’m making you mine, Lauren. I won’t ever just watch you leave my life again.”

“I never left you the first time. You left me.” She’s still pouting. Her lips sticking out at me, it’s so cute. I grab her chin and kiss her again and her pout melts like butter on my lips.

“You’re right,” I whisper, “and I won’t be leaving you again either. So, do you still want me?” I slide my fingers between her ass cheeks and push them forward until they dip into her soft, wet pussy. She’s dripping for me, there’s no denying what she wants, and I’m only too happy to give it to her, if she’ll agree.

“I do. I really do,” she moans, pressing her mound down against my hand.

I pull my hand back out of her shorts and wrap both my hands around her thighs, gripping them tight and pulling them open around me, I lift her off the ground and guide her legs around my waist. I walk her back across the floor toward the couch. “Good, cause I’m gonna fuck you until you can’t move anymore,” I growl.





26





Mack





2014




I toss Lauren down onto the sofa and she gives a little squeal. She flops down and her head falls back against the cushion. I’m not waiting for a special invitation. Before she even has a chance to lift her head back up, I climb on top of her, straddling her legs between mine. I hold her brown hands in mine and pull her up toward me until she’s sitting pinned underneath me.

Lauren looks up at me with the same excitement she had in her eyes when we were teenagers. I remember how she made me wait until she officially turned eighteen before she’d let me fuck her. I mean, every teenaged boy practically spends a third of their life jerking off, but with her making me wait, it probably went up to fifty percent of my time.

The first few times I had her, I didn’t have a clue how to really make her cum. I was just a dumb kid, fumbling in the darkness of inexperience. Now my blindfold has been lifted and I’m gonna show her that all these bimbos she’s been getting jealous of have served their purpose.

She’ll be sending them thank you cards.

“I can’t move,” Lauren looks up at me coyly. The twinkle in her gorgeous brown eyes tells me she isn’t complaining.

“Good, I’ve got you right where I want you.” I gather the fabric of her shirt over the edge of my fingers and pull it up off her body as she lifts her hands over her head to make it easier for me.

Her big tits bounce slightly when she drops her arms back by her sides, like they’re taunting me. Daring me to take her. I slide my hands under her sweet ass and release her from the leg lock I’ve been holding her in. I scoop her beautiful ass up off the couch and plop her down on my throbbing cock.