My Ward My Woman(11)

She wanted to try everything and wasn’t shy about saying what she wanted, not once I got inside her anyway. My dick became her-own little joystick. She took me to new heights each time I turned to her, and it was me, and not the untried girl who was finding it hard to let go and get back to the world outside these walls.

But now it was early Tuesday morning and we both needed to get back to life. I felt the change in her, like the light going out in a room. That’s another thing. It seems like we’re more connected somehow. I can feel her in a way I never did before. Like there was an invisible thread now joining us together. Yep, I’ve become part bitch. Whatever!

“Tell me what you’re thinking.” I pulled her head back and looked down at her sad eyes.

“I don’t want you to go. Why can’t we take a week off and go to the beach house?” She had one leg thrown over mine, and her head on my chest as she pouted at me.

I ran my hand over her back and avoided those eyes that can get me to do anything she wants. She was so tiny, her bones so fragile in her small frame that I marveled at the fact that she could take me over her, pressing her down into the mattress the way I have countless times in the last couple days.

She was a fucking phenomenon, literally. She likes to fuck as much as I do, which, is a nice change. I have a ravenous sexual appetite and it was unusual for me to find anyone who could keep up with me in bed.

It’s for that reason that I sometimes go for long periods between bedmates. I could do without the aggravation of needing to fuck when the piece I’m fucking at the time couldn’t go more than a round and a half before complaining they were sore.

I knew Alexandra had had a hard time taking me all those times. Especially when I fucked her from behind and went too deep the first time we fucked doggie style. But she never uttered a word of complaint. Instead she’d found a new favorite cure for what ailed her torn up pussy. Sitting on my face and riding my tongue to multiple orgasms. If she wasn’t a damn nymphomaniac she was as close to one as I’d ever met. And I’d almost let her go.

“We’ll go to the beach house soon I promise. I have some stuff to take care of this week that can’t be put off and I don’t want you missing school.” I pulled her up my chest and kissed her cute little nose before rolling out of bed with her in my arms.

“Now let’s get cleaned up before we scandalize Connie and the others when they get here.” She wrapped her arms and legs around me and peppered my face with kisses as I headed into the shower. If it wouldn’t make me feel like the world’s biggest sap I’d probably tell her every minute of every hour just how she made me feel. I was still coming to terms with just how completely perfect she was.





11





Solomon





She slid down my body once we hit the shower and her hand went straight for my dick. “Baby, you’re going to be too sore to go to class. I’ll fuck you again tonight; now behave yourself. Dammit.” Too late. I held still and let her work her magic, stroking my already stiffening cock in her warm hand until pre-cum leaked from the tip.

When she got to her knees before me and looked up at me with her tongue running across her lips I groaned. I threw my head back at the first touch of her tongue on my cock. “Ummm.” She hummed happily as she sucked the head of my cock into her mouth while cupping my balls. She was a quick fucking study.

She teased my cock, just taking the head into her mouth, letting her tongue dip into the little slit at the end. Then she’d suck as much of me as she could fit into her mouth, before releasing me to start all over again.

I grabbed two fistfuls of her hair, and fucked into her neck as I looked down between her thighs at her fat pussy. I was too damn close, but as much as I like cumming on her tongue, I wanted in her pussy again. I pulled her off my dick and threw her roughly back against the wall and slammed into her.

“Ahhhhhh.” She screamed out loud before I pushed my tongue past her lips and wrapped a hand around her throat. I love what choking her out does to her pussy. The way it grabs and tightens around my cock. The way she goes fucking wild and lets me do anything to her.

I fucked her against the wall, slamming her back hard into the marble and my brave girl dug her nails into me and begged for more.

“Harder, go faster.” She whispered some other shit in my ear because I’d let it slip during one of our pillow talks that I liked to talk while I fucked. With this one the words were almost enough to take me over the edge. She knew just which buttons to push to get what she wanted.

That’s why I covered her mouth with my hand while I went after her tit with my teeth. I wasn’t ready to leave the welcoming heat of her body yet and her fucking mouth would have me shooting like a teenager in two minutes flat.

She bit my palm, “Ouch. You little…” She grinned happily and moved sensually on my cock. Then the look in her eyes changed and she looked into mine with a seriousness I’d never seen there before. One of her hands came up to touch my cheek. “Thank you.”

“For what baby?” I don’t know why we were whispering but the mood seemed to fit. “For finally seeing me.” I took her lips roughly and clasped her closer with a hand on her ass and one around her shoulders. “I want to take you from behind, get on your knees.”

She lifted off my dick slowly and I moved out of the way after flicking off the water. She got to her hands and knees in the middle of the stall and looked back over her shoulder at me. I lined up behind her, running my hand down the center of her back to her ass before dipping two fingers into her pink wet pussy.

“Your greedy pussy is trying to eat my fingers look at that.” Her pussy breathed around my digits before I pulled them out and fed them to her while slowly sliding all thirteen inches of cock deep in her belly.

She sucked and chewed on my fingers and rolled her ass in one of her dick destroying moves. “Fuck, shit; what the fuck?” I shot off hard as her body shook in climax. She keened in her throat and covered her pussy with her hand as if that was going to hold the feelings in. It was going to be hard as fuck going back to my regular routine. Maybe I’ll look into making that trip to the beach house sooner rather than later.



When I finally got her off my dick and back to her room so she could get ready for school, reality kicked in. I sat deep in thought in the back of the car on the ride to the office. I have to protect her from whatever bullshit might befall us because of this. I had no doubt that I could face whatever came my way, but I didn’t want anyone fucking with her.

I should probably call mom and tell her, but I wasn’t ready for that talk just yet. I didn’t want to have to defend what I felt and she was the one person in the world who I’d even consider giving any kind of an explanation.

I guess the half bitch I’d become since she trapped me with her pussy didn’t want anything tarnishing what we had. I wanted to enjoy us for as long as I could before the shit hit the fan. But the thought of hiding didn’t sit well either. There was no way I was going to hide what she was to me, I couldn’t do that to her.

I ran through each moment of the last two days until my cock ached and I was tempted to turn around and go get her. She’d looked so sad when I kissed her goodbye. I shook my head to remove the image. I needed to get my shit together or I won’t get shit done today, but she refused to give me peace. She was deep under my skin.

“Boss, you okay?” I snapped out of my daydream and looked at my driver who stood with the door open and an odd expression. “What?”

“I asked if you were okay. We’ve been here for a good minute.” Was that a smirk?

“Yeah I’m good.” I got out and headed for the office missing her with every step. That invisible string was tugging at me hard. I felt the separation deep, like I had left something very essential behind.

This is probably why I’d avoided the relationship bullshit for so long. I have shit to do and all I could think of was Alexandra. Not just being inside her, but being with her. Smelling her, feeling her, breathing her in. Fucking kryptonite.



“Connie, hold dinner for tonight we’re going to be eating out.” I hung up after giving the cook that order. I’d spent the day between meetings thinking about what to do, what was best for her. I tried putting myself in her place. A teenage girl with her first and if I had anything to do with it, last lover.

I couldn’t see my babydoll wanting to hide. From everything she’d said to me since we became lovers, she was proud of the fact that she’d caught her man. She was young yet and innocent in the ways of the world. She didn’t understand how our circle worked. Judgmental fucks with more skeletons than furs in their closet. Any one of them look at her cross-eyed, it’ll be the last fucking thing they do.

I’d never heard any whispers myself but there had been a time or two when some old maven had made mention of the fact that Alex was growing up and it was unseemly for us to be living under the same roof together. Mom had saved her ass from my retribution. Now that I think about it she probably wasn’t the only one who’d felt that way.

Because my mind hadn’t gone there yet I’d brushed it off, but now that had all changed. It was this that was causing my discomfort. How would those whispers affect her? Was she strong enough to face them down?