Alexa Riley - Taking Whats Hers

TAKING WHAT'S HERS Alexa Riley Copyright ©2015 Alexa Riley Publisher’s Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods,

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TAKING WHAT'S HERS

We've all been that girl.

Maybe you did a little social media stalking to check him out. Maybe you just drove by his house to see if he was home. Maybe you took it a step further and followed him once or twice.

We've all gone a little crazy

over a guy before.

I went a little crazy. That's how Archer Ware ended up tied to the bed. I should probably feel bad about it, and maybe once I get what I want, I will. But right now he's mine, and that's all I care about.

This isn't the forced submission story you're used

to. Valentina will stop at nothing to have the man she wants, and Archer can only take what she gives.

Warning: This book contains an obsessed heroine at threatlevel red, a sexy billionaire with a secret of his own, and a story so hot, firefighters can't put out the flames.

Not responsible if firefighters show up looking to help you

out.

Table of contents Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Excerpt from Taking What's Mine Other Titles

CHAPTER ONE VALENTINA I feel like I’m starving, and he’s going to feed me. I don’t care what the consequences are, he’ll be mine until someone takes him from me. I want a piece of him that I can have forever. Half of him, half of me. Running my hand over my stomach, I think about

what it will be like to carry his child. If everything goes as planned, I’ll find out soon enough. Checking my watch, I see that he should arrive home at any moment. Friday night is his guys’ night at Sarajevo Lounge. I always know where he’s at because I’ve got his password and access to his itinerary, and I always have it pulled up on my phone. It’s

not my fault his dimwit secretary typed it in when I was standing behind her at her desk. I thought just knowing where he was all the time based on his itinerary would be enough. I thought I could stop following him, but it didn’t work. Night after night I found myself tailing him after work to see where he was going. Not that he ever

noticed. I’ve been interning at his office for six months now, and I’m barely a blip on his radar. He consumes my every thought, and I don’t think he even knows my name. I remember the first time I met him; there was no way you could miss him. The man is huge, standing at six feet four, filling out his suit impressively. His dark brown

hair looks midnight black in the right lighting, but what caught my attention were his crystal blue eyes. Sometimes I thought he could see through me with them, but if that was true I wouldn’t be here right now. He’d have seen me coming. I got the internship at his investment company, Ware Holdings, doing various things around the office for

the executives. As the days ticked by, I seemed to be scheduled on his agenda more than others—from taking notes in his meetings to running reports, or just going over his schedule with him during lunch. I’d gotten to know him over the months, and my obsession only grew. I’d never felt this way about someone before, and it drove

me crazy that he didn’t really notice me. When he did pay me attention, it was almost in a ‘kid sister’ way. I even tried to make him jealous once, because God knew I was green with it. I saw the women who threw themselves at him. I even saw him go on a few dates. A smile pulls across my lips when I think about how I sabotaged them.

I remember Cara, the woman who showed up at the office for a date one night, I ‘accidentally’ spilt a whole jug of coffee on her. I was sure I would get fired, but he just seemed blind to my slip, and canceled his date. One night I followed him out with friends, and caught a woman all over him. I pretended to run into him, and I faked being sick so he’d

take me home. I made sure no one could get near him if I could help it. He’s mine. I planned to tie him to me as much as I could, and make him love me. When I told him about Jim from the mailroom asking me on a date, he said I should go and get out more. I think that hurt more than when I saw that woman hanging all over him at the

bar. Needless to say I never went on my date with Jim. How could I? I belonged to Archer. Even if he didn’t want me. How could you love someone and try to be with someone else? It would feel like a betrayal. Pulling my phone out, I check my tracker, and feel my heartbeat pick up. He’s in the building. I close my eyes and try to get my breathing

under control. Every night when he comes home he has a glass of scotch, but it would be my luck that tonight he doesn’t. The man is double my size; I’m five feet four and slight. I have some hips and boobs, but I could never take down Archer without some help. The help I’m using tonight is in the form of a sleep aid I slipped into his scotch. I just need a little bit

of help, just enough that when he finally passes out, he won’t feel me binding him to the bed. Then he’ll be mine. Well, until someone comes looking for him. I’m not sure how much time I’ll have since he always has security coming and going. He is, after all, one of the richest men in Chicago. Hearing the door open, I put my hand over my mouth

to cover my breathing, and I wait. Twenty minutes pass, but it feels like an eternity. I’ve been waiting for this moment for what feels like forever. He shuffles around for a minute, then I hear the mattress squeak, and I know he’s in the bed. Only a little longer until I have every part of Archer Ware. After an hour passes, I finally slide out from behind

the chair in the corner of the room, detangling myself from the curtains that line the floor-to-ceiling windows. Walking to the end of the bed, I grab the blanket covering him and slowly pull it from the bed, each inch unsheathing more and more of his body. I gasp when I see he’s completely naked, sprawled out on his back, his cock lying against his thickly

muscled thigh. My pussy clenches at the sight of it, a warm feeling settling in my stomach. I bite my lip, thinking about taking him in my mouth. He’ll have no choice but to get hard for me. I grab my bag and pull out velvet-lined binds for his arms and legs, thanking God for Archer’s four-poster bed. I wonder if the binds will

hold; I guess only time will tell. After he’s secure, I can’t help but just sit and stare at him, a lump forming in my throat. For once, I’m going to have something I want, even if it’s only for a little while. I know I’ll treasure this night forever. It pains me that it will mean more to me than him. Peeling off my clothes, I toss them on the floor and

crawl onto the bed.

CHAPTER TWO VALENTINA Crawling up his body, I lie on my side and cuddle next to him, burying my face in his neck and breathing in his scent. His warm smell fills my lungs, calming me a little. I’ve always wondered what he’d taste like, and now I finally have the chance to find out. Licking my lips, I

tentatively touch my tongue to his neck. His sweet taste fills my mouth, and I start peppering open-mouthed kisses up his neck. Sliding one of my legs over his to get closer, I realize his cock is hard, and I feel rage shoot through me. He’s asleep and has a hard on? Does that mean he’s dreaming about someone? I bite his neck hard in

response, making him jerk against me. “Fuck!” he grunts. I feel him yank at the binds, but I don’t ease my grip. “Baby, that hurts.” His words do nothing but fuel my anger even more. ‘Baby’? Who the hell does he think is in the room with him? Sitting up, I flip on the nightstand lamp and glare at

him. His blue eyes widen at the sight of me, and then move over my naked body, making me blush. I’ve never been naked in front of a man before, but I belong to Archer, so he should be the only man to ever see me like this. I’d waited my whole life to give myself to the perfect man, and I found him six months ago. I knew from our first meeting I would fit him

perfectly. He’s more than I ever dreamed of. He’s driven, smart, and utterly handsome. He always dresses in tailored suits that fit his tall, lean body. His dark hair and bright blue eyes give him an edge— one I crave to cut myself on. I’ve saved my virginity just for him. I’ve never let another man touch me, save for a handshake or a quick hug. I knew one day I’d find

the man who was meant to be mine, and I’d stop at nothing to have him, even if I had to take him. But no, Archer hasn’t been waiting for me. I saw the women who threw themselves at him, and they’re lucky to still be breathing. Here he is dreaming about another woman on the night I’m planning to make him mine.

“Who

is she?” I snap, putting my hands on my hips, frustrated that I couldn’t find more information about his past lovers so I could narrow down who I would be paying a visit to very soon. When I got access to his computer, I found nothing. All of the women in his life seemed merely to be employees or family. I even searched him out on the internet. Archer is

well known in Chicago, so I thought there had to be pictures of him in a gossip magazine or something, but he always shows up to events with his friend and business partner Darius. I know there hasn’t been anyone since he’s met me. I’ve made sure of that. “Who is ‘who’?” he asks, still running his eyes up and down my body lazily, as if

he’s enjoying the show. “The woman you just got hard for!” I scream, pointing my finger at him. His cock jerks at my words, growing harder. “See? You’re getting harder because I mentioned her.” This time my words don’t come out as a yell, they’re more of a plea laced with sadness. This is my night, maybe the only night I’ll ever have with him, and

his mind is somewhere else. “Baby, you’re the only person here.” “Stop calling me that.” I love him calling me ‘baby’, but I don’t know his game. I’ve never been more than Miss Valentina, and sometimes I could swear he thinks my last name is Valentina, like he can’t even be bothered to know my whole name.

“Calling you what, baby?”

A half-smile pulls at his lips. “You think this is funny? You thought I was another woman! Fine, you want to play games? We’ll play games, Archer,” I say, crawling back onto the bed. I straddle his legs, taking his cock into my hands. “Easy there, love, I need that.” The word ‘love’ is like a

balm for my anger. I should tell him to stop with that one too, but I can’t bring myself to say it. I have to take what I can get, and that’s a crumb I’m more than willing to snatch up. “I don’t think you’ll need it after tonight, because I’ll be gone after that. But you’re right. Tonight we do need it. This cock is going to bind us together forever, whether you

want me or not.” Finally, the look I thought I was going to get when I first flipped on the lights crosses his face. His nostrils flare and anger flashes in his eyes. “And what the fuck does that mean?” Leaning forward, I grip his cock a little tighter, giving it a few strokes. A drop of cum pools at the tip, and I can’t stop myself from

licking it. The saltiness hits my tongue, and I want more. I try to dip my tongue deeper into the little hole on the tip of his cock for some more, but I was too greedy and there’s nothing left. I know that’s the only taste I’ll be getting. I have to save every drop of him for my pussy. He groans at my action, and thrusts his hips up at me, but he’s still able to grit out

his words. “Answer the fucking question, Valentina.” Releasing his cock, I sit back up, still straddling his thighs. I know my first time is going to be painful, so I need to ready myself. I use two fingers to slide my pussy lips open, parting me and exposing my clit. Then I lick one finger on my other hand and press it to my clit, rubbing it in small circles.

Archer’s eyes lock on my pussy. “Stop avoiding my question,” he growls, never removing his eyes from my pussy. His cock bobs in the air, and another drop of precum forms at the tip, tempting me. “Stop that!” I snap at him “Stop wasting your cum. We already wasted too much with the drop I took. The rest has to go inside me,” I plead with

him. “Inside

your pussy, Valentina? Is that where you want it?” His voice is smug, like he’s found something he can use in his favor. “Yes,” I say, still rubbing my clit. “Tell me what you meant and maybe I’ll give it to you.” “You don’t have to give it to me. I’ll be taking your cum all on my own. You’ll give

me every single drop, and there’s nothing you can do about it. Each time you cum inside me, I’ll climb off you and suck your cock until it’s hard, and then ride you again. We’ll do this until I can’t do it anymore.” At my words, more cum leaks from his cock, making me glare at the waste. “You think that virgin pussy of yours can handle

that?” he asks, a cocky look plastered across his perfect face, one of his dimples showing. “I can handle anything to get what I want. We have that in common, don’t we, Archer? We’d do anything to have whatever it is we wanted. I knew we’d be perfect together, but you just never seemed to notice me, and that’s what led us to this

point. You forced my hand. The time has come, and I can’t wait any longer. I need you, and I may only get you for tonight, but I’ll be taking a piece of you with me when I leave.” “Love, you can take all the cum you want, but don’t go chopping off pieces of me or some shit,” he jokes, but it’s clear my words hit a nerve.

“Why?

Because you wouldn’t look like your normal, perfect self anymore? Maybe then women wouldn’t throw themselves at you. Is that it? You could’ve had me, but I guess I just wasn’t your type. The shy girl who doesn’t stand out compared to the women who are always hanging on to you.” “That’s not what I meant, love,” he says in a softer

voice. I can tell he’s trying to calm me, but maybe he’s trying to play me. No, I won’t fall for his charm. I have to be careful. He could easily get me to do almost anything for him if he really wanted. “It doesn’t matter what you meant. I’m ovulating, and you’re giving me a baby tonight.”

CHAPTER THREE VALENTINA His eyes grow wide, and I’m sure my words have shocked him. But I don’t care. I’ll be getting what I want. I’ve been rubbing my clit, and while I’m turned on, I need more. He’s looking at my pussy and licking his lips, and I know what needs to happen.

“You need to kiss me so I

can cum. I need to get my hymen soft so you don’t hurt me when you break it.” My dirty words make his eyes snap to mine, and I can see anger in his expression. I don’t care if that makes him mad, he’s going to do it, and then we are going to make a baby. “Valentina, think about this before you do it. You

really want me to get you pregnant? Why don’t you untie me and we can talk about this?” Now he’s changing his mind and trying to get away from me. I won’t be deterred from the plan. He’s so gorgeous, and I love him so much, I need to stay strong. I can’t let him talk me out of what I want, what I need. Archer loves me, and he’s

going to prove it by giving me a baby. “No! Stop trying to keep your seed from me. I need it.” He watches my pussy as I rub it. I lean down so our lips are nearly touching. I can feel his breath mingle with mine, and he yanks at his bindings. “Kiss me, Archer. Kiss me like you love me. And you better mean it. I want our baby conceived in love

tonight. Don’t you?” “Valentina—” I press my lips to his before he can finish his sentence. His warm tongue demands entry into my mouth, and I open for him, letting his taste mingle with my own. I rub my clit a little against his leg, seeking friction so I can orgasm. His full lips devour mine, and our first kiss is everything I

wished it would be. I feel him pull back after a moment, and I look down at him. “Valentina, let me kiss your pussy. Please, just a taste to make you cum. I want your cunt soft for me too.” I blush a little, having never been talked to like this before, but considering he’s the love of my life, I should enjoy it. I nod a little and move up his body until I’m

straddling his arms. “Love, why don’t you untie me so I can enjoy all of you with my hands?” I knew it! He’s just pretending in order to get me to untie him. He is trying to manipulate me. It won’t work. I've seen Archer in action at the office, and if I don’t watch myself, he’ll have me doing anything he commands. If things hadn't

played out the way they had, we could have had that. “No. Stop asking. Not until your seed is in me.” I move so my pussy hovers above his mouth, and I look down at him. He’s leaning up, straining to kiss me there, and I can see the desire in his eyes. “You really want to kiss me there, don’t you, Archer?” “Please, baby. Sit down

on my face. Let me love you with my mouth.” I sit down slowly, gently letting my pussy touch his lips. Before I know what is happening, his mouth has latched on and he’s sucking on my clit. “Oh God!” I shout, feeling that sweet suction in just the right place. I grab the headboard and try to hold on as he sucks the orgasm from

me in under five seconds. I feel the wave of pleasure hit me, every cell in my body exploding. I’ve never gone off this hard or this fast, and I’m shaking from the adrenaline. I start to lift off him to catch my breath, but I feel his mouth moving against me. “More, love. More.” Lowering onto his mouth again, I feel his kisses against

my pussy, slower this time. Less rushed and more tender. I close my eyes and revel in the feeling of his warm mouth on my most intimate place. I wish his hands could explore my body as he kissed me there, but I can’t chance him trying to get away before I’ve taken him inside me. His tongue licks at my clit and then dips down to go inside me. Feeling his warm

wetness there, I start to imagine what his cock will feel like. I’m soaking his face with my orgasm from before as I quickly build to another climax. Archer uses his teeth to bite my labia and then my clit, sending chills down my spine and making my back arch. I let out an unintelligible grunt at the feeling, and he does it again,

knowing that I like it. He’s rough on my pussy with his sucking and biting, but it’s got to be done. I need to be ready for his cock, so I ride his face and let him get me off again. He mumbles against my pussy, but I’m too far gone to hear what he’s saying. He could be reading the phone book for all I care, because I’m close to cumming and

those vibrations are just what I need. “Yes, Archer. Yes! That’s it, my love, I’m so close.” His aggressive suckling on my clit sends me over the edge, and I nearly fall forward as I grip the headboard again for support. I shout my release into the empty room, hearing my voice echo through his home. I’m hoping the security

guards didn’t hear that and don’t come running. As my orgasm subsides, I climb off Archer's face and slide down his body, stretching out on top of him. I lay my head on his chest as I try to catch my breath, listening to his rapid heartbeat. I’m straddling his hips and I can feel his hard cock pointing up behind me, poking against my pussy,

trying to seek entry. “That was so perfect, Archer. Thank you. I’ve never had someone kiss me there before, and I’m so happy it was you. I’m so happy that you’re my first everything.” He mumbles something I can’t hear, but I don’t care. I’m too happy and in love to break the spell. I kiss his chest and smile to myself,

thinking about how perfect I feel. Archer’s hips thrust a little, and I know what he wants. I want it too, but I also want to talk to him and tell him why I’m doing this, and why we are so perfect for each other. I sit up and look down into his eyes, seeing all of his desires on his face. He’s desperate to cum, and he will, but first I want him to

know how much I love him.

CHAPTER FOUR VALENTINA “Have you ever been in love?” The words come out so softly I don’t think he hears me. I don’t know why I’m asking him, and as soon as the words are out of my mouth, I know I shouldn’t have. “Yes.” Who knew one word

could hurt so much? I can’t help but wonder what the woman he loved was like or how she could’ve ever left him. I’ve never even had him, and I can’t seem to let him go. “I’d never leave you if you loved me. I’d do everything in my power to keep you. You might think I’m crazy, but she’s the crazy one. Anyone who would give

you up is insane,” I say, leaning up so I can see his face. His blue eyes seem to darken at my words. “Is that so? Do you plan on letting me go?” “You won’t give me a choice! Soon your security will come in and take me away from you, but I won’t let that happen until I’m finished. I’ll have to leave before then, but hopefully I’ll

have a piece of you I can take with me.” Thinking about the precious baby we are about to make together warms my heart. “I won’t cum, Valentina. If you think I’d get you pregnant and let you run off with our child, you're crazier than I thought.” Instantly, I’m on top of him, my hand gripping his

jaw in a tight hold, our faces only a breath away from each other. “Archer, my love.” I throw his own term of endearment back at him. “You haven’t seen crazy yet. If you only knew the lengths I’ve gone to have you. I wish you could see it as more than crazy, maybe as something else.” I feel a lump form in my throat, so I push off him

and bolt from the bed. Giving my back to him, I try to get myself under control. I breathe slowly, and try to focus, but the emotions continue to bombard me. “Untie me, Valentina.” “Why?” I snap, still not turning around to look at him. “So you can leave me like everyone else does? No.” “Valentina” He says my name in a

tone I know all too well. The one he uses in the office to get everyone to stand to attention. Turning around, I glare at him. “No, I’m not letting you go. This is all your fault anyway. If you could have just noticed me, or seen me as something more, we could’ve had it all. Everything. We both could’ve had the family we wanted. I know how you

feel about your parents. I feel the same about mine. They left me outside a hospital when I was thirteen. When I saw you, I knew we’d be perfect together, but you just couldn’t see me. I’d have done anything for you!” “If you’d do anything for me, you’d untie me.” “It’s too late, Archer. You sealed your own fate. Now I’m going to take what I

want.” Crawling back on the bed, I make my way up his body. He may want me to let him go, but his cock seems to have other ideas. As I climb onto him and straddle his body, his cock strains for attention. My pussy is still wet from the orgasm, so as I take him into my hand, I slick the head of his dick with my

sweetness. Rising a little more, I align my opening with his cock. “Valentina, don’t do this,” he says, straining against his bindings. He has his fingers wrapped so tightly around them his knuckles are white from the strain. “I love you, Archer. I love you so much that I can love enough for both of us,” I say, dropping down onto him,

fully sheathing his cock inside me. Pain shoots through my body, and I hear both of us scream out. Closing my eyes tightly, I fight against the burn in my eyes, trying not to let a tear fall. The pain is intense, but I’ll take it for him and for our future baby. As I breathe through the pain, I hear a snap and my eyes pop open. When I look down, I see

Archer jerk his arms, and the bindings on his wrists fall away. My eyes widen in shock, and I gasp in surprise when I hear a pop from the straps on his legs. “Oh shit,” I whisper, a second before I’m flipped over and sprawled on my back. I feel Archer’s heavy weight on top of me as he shakes with rage. I’m pinned

underneath his big body, scared of what he’s going to do to me. It’s clear this didn’t go according to plan.

CHAPTER FIVE ARCHER I sit at the bar, drinking my beer, enjoying the slow, crisp burn. Just one tonight and nothing else. My boy Darius comes over and elbows up beside me. We've known each other since college and have been business partners for about as long.

"You finally going to say something to her?" he says, getting right to the point. He’s been beating on this for a while, but I normally just ignore him. We usually tell each other everything. This is different, but I won’t be a complete dick to him about it. "And what is it you think I should say?" I ask, taking another pull of my beer. "I think we both know it's

time you sat her down and came clean," he says, motioning to the bartender for his own drink, and taking the seat next to me. "Darius, we've been friends a long time. You know I do things when I'm good and ready." It’s how I’ve always been. I wait for the perfect moment and orchestrate events to my satisfaction. He should know

that by now. Fuck, it’s partly how we’ve made a lot of our millions together. "I don't know how you're able to keep it together when she's around. Valentina is gorgeous, no question. But she's fucking crazy." I just smile at him and take one last drink of my beer. She is fucking crazy, but harmless, and for some reason I find myself toying

with her. I hope it doesn't blow up in my face. I push the half-full bottle away and check my watch. Fridays are normally guys’ night, and a few of us meet here to have some drinks, play some darts or pool, and then head home. Most of us are in our midthirties, but only a couple are attached. It's a good way to end a long work week, but

I'm not feeling it tonight. I feel anxious, and I’m ready to go home, I say my goodbyes and head out. I hop in the back of my town car, and my driver takes me to my building. I wave to the three security guards manning the desk, and go to the elevator. When I get inside, I can feel my hands starting to twitch, so I take deep breaths to relax

myself. I'm almost home. The doors open, revealing my penthouse, and I nod to the guard standing outside. I key in the access code, unbolt the front door, and as soon as I'm inside, I bolt the door again. Strolling in, I toss my suit jacket on the back of the couch as I make my way to the bar. I see a glass perfectly set beside the bottle of scotch,

and I smile. I pour myself two fingers, bringing the glass to my lips and tilting it, but not actually drinking it. I'm not sure if she's watching so I try to make it look good. I walk through the house as I normally would, getting ready for bed. When I go to the bedroom, it's all I can do not to laugh when I see her shoes peeking out from under the curtain in the corner.

I brush my teeth, and then decide at the last minute to get completely naked. No sense in making her do all the work. Not touching my cock is torture, and I keep thinking about everything else besides Valentina and her body. I climb under the covers and lie back. After a few minutes, my breathing is slow and even. I'm nowhere near sleep,

but I need to appear to be. A little time goes by before I hear her. The chair scoots a little across the floor as she sneaks out, and I can barely keep my face expressionless. God, she's fucking adorable. Once I feel her presence at the end of the bed, I try to relax. As she pulls back the covers, I will my cock not to respond. I should get a Purple

Heart for this because it's pretty goddamn painful. I can feel her eyes on my cock she looks over my naked body. Does she like what she sees? Am I enough for her? God, I wish I could see her. She's so beautiful and perfect. To see her looking at me like this would be heaven. A second later I feel something soft wrap around my wrists, and I try not to

flinch. Holy fuck. Did she just tie me to the bed? When I feel the binds around my ankle, I just decide to go with it. I want to see how far she'll take this. These binds won't hold me from her, but I'll let her think that. I let her think a lot of things. After she spends a moment admiring her handiwork, I feel her climb

onto the bed.

CHAPTER SIX ARCHER I look down as she climbs onto the bed, and I see her naked body. It’s all I can do not to pull free the restraints and grab her. But I just breathe and try to give her the illusion she’s looking for. She wants to be in control, and I want her to think she is. It’s how it’s been from the

beginning. All this time she’s thought she’s had the control. It’d be a shame to change that now. All that work for nothing. From the first moment I saw her, I knew I had to have her. She was mine the second my eyes hit hers, but she seemed so innocent and shy. I wanted to keep my distance and give her time to come

around, to get used to me. I didn’t want to go full-on stalker right away, so I just played it cool. Little did I know she was the one stalking me. And then our game started to play out. Cat and mouse. Sometimes I wasn’t quite sure if I was the mouse or the cat when it came to her—something I rather enjoyed. She was so different. I don’t think she

even knows how much she stands out in a room, I could never miss her. I had put a security guard on her to watch her. I was surprised when I found out from the guard she was following me. I told him to let her. In fact, I told him to make it easy for her. I remember the first time she broke into my office. I’d gotten a call late at night from

security, alerting me that Valentina was in my office, and they asked if that was okay. I immediately made up a story about how I asked her to go find something I’d lost, and not to disturb her. Meanwhile, I pulled up the cameras in my home office and just watched her go through my things. Seeing her obsess over me the way I was obsessing

over her turned me on more than I’m willing to admit. Maybe one day I’ll tell her about how I jerked off watching the live video feed of her snooping through my desk. How I came all over myself, imagining her touching my things and leaving her mark on my desk. Maybe this is why this has gone so far, neither of us knowing what the other really

wants. Is this what happens when two predators think the other is prey? She was so beautiful that night, the moonlight giving off just enough light so I could watch her move. But it’s nothing compared to now. Seeing her body move over the top of mine, I can barely keep my heart from bursting out of my chest. As she rubs against my

body, she licks my neck, and I close my eyes in bliss. I hope she leaves a mark. It wouldn't bother me one bit to walk around with her mark on me. My cock responds to her touch, and the idea of her leaving something on my body has me hard as a rock. You’d think I would be used to it, seeing her prance around at work every day, but being this close is almost

more than I can take without being able to touch her. Feeling her nakedness against mine is torturous, but I don’t want it to end. Suddenly, Valentina bites my neck. “Fuck. Baby, that hurts!” I pull at the restraints some, but try to remember that I’m not really trying to break them. I don’t want her knowing how easy it would be for me to get

away but, damn, that hurt. That wasn't the kind of mark I was thinking of, but I’ll take what I can get. I like to be the one doing the biting, and when I do it, it’s the good kind of biting. Valentina sits up and turns on the bedside light. Jesus. Seeing her naked in the light is the single greatest moment of my life. She’s always been gorgeous with

her olive skin and long blonde hair, but seeing her like this is just breathtaking. I feel so honored that she’s chosen me as the one to see her body for the first time. She doesn’t know it but I’ve done my homework on my love. The first day I saw her, I created a file and sent it to my head of security as top priority and strictly confidential. I wanted the

name of every man who had ever touched so much as her hand. Surprisingly—and thankfully—it turned out she was untouched. I really would have hated to murder someone because they had seen her beautiful body. I can’t even begin to think about what I would have done to someone who had actually touched it. “Who is she?”

It’s cute she thinks there’s someone else I would call ‘baby’. She’s the only woman occupying my thoughts, my heart, and my life since we met. Every woman I saw before her, I’ve already forgotten, and every woman she saw me with since she came into my life was merely a ploy to bring out her crazy. Not that there have been many in my life. I have an

obsessive personality. I go after what I want. it may be extreme but it’s gotten me everything I’ve ever wanted in life, from my education to my successful career, but never has the obsession lingered on a woman until her. It was the first time I ever felt a need to really have one for my own. I love how obsessed she got, and how her stalking got

progressively more intense. It made me feel better about the nights I followed her home and watched her sleep. Seeing her lose her mind with jealousy only made me harder when I jerked off in the back seat of her car. Oh yes, I did that quite a few times actually. I’d make up fake appointments and slip out to hide in the back seat of her car while she followed

my driver around the city, trying to see what I was up to. She has an SUV, so I would wear all black and duck down on the back floorboard, jerking off to the sounds of her frustrations at not knowing where I was. There’s so much cum on the back seat of her car, I’m not even ashamed. I wanted her to smell me every time she got in, and I wanted her to

think of me, even if she wasn’t doing it consciously. “Who is ‘who’?” I bait her, loving getting her worked up over me. “The woman you just got hard for!” She’s shouting now, and I try not to laugh. God, this is making me harder. “See? You’re getting harder because I mentioned her.”

“Baby,

you’re the only person here.” God, I love her. She’s so worked up. “Stop calling me that.” “Calling you what, baby?” I smile a little at her. Her eyebrows are furrowed and she’s acting like a wet kitten. Speaking of, I can’t wait to eat that pussy. I lick my lips and look down at it, then back up at her.

“You think this is funny?

You thought I was another woman! Fine, you want to play games? We’ll play games, Archer.” She straddles me and takes my cock in her hands. “Easy there, love, I need that.” At my words, the anger in her eyes eases a bit, and I know she likes hearing me say it.

“I don’t think you’ll need

it after tonight, because I’ll be gone after that. But you’re right. Tonight we do need it. This cock is going to bind us together forever, whether you want me or not.” Anger boils inside me at her words. Why would she ever leave me? I would never ever let her go. She’s mine until the end of eternity, the thought of her not being here

has me seeing red. “And what the fuck does that mean?” She strokes my cock a few times. The goddamn thing has a mind of its own, leaking a few drops of cum. She leans down and licks it up with her tongue, and then sucks at the hole as if she’s trying to get more. If she isn't careful, she is going to get a mouthful.

“Answer

the fucking question, Valentina,” I grit out, trying not to cum. Instead of answering me, she leans back, showing me her perfect pussy, spreading her puffy lips so I can see her clit. Fuck, I’m too hard. I should have jerked off before I got into bed. I can’t do anything but look at her beautiful cunt and wish I was tasting it.

“Stop

avoiding my question,” I growl, as more cum leaks from my cock. “Stop that!” she snaps. “Stop wasting your cum. We already wasted too much with the drop I took. The rest has to go inside me.” She pleading now, and I know what she wants. “Inside your pussy, Valentina? Is that where you want it?” I feel like I’ve got a

bargaining chip now. She wants my seed in her, and I’ll get what I want before I give it to her. “Yes,” she says, rubbing her hard clit. “Tell me what you meant and maybe I’ll give it to you.” “You don’t have to give it to me. I’ll be taking your cum all on my own. You’ll give me every single drop, and there’s nothing you can do

about it. Each time you cum inside me, I’ll climb off you and suck your cock until it’s hard, and then ride you again. We’ll do this until I can’t do it anymore.” My eyes are glued to her pussy as she tells me what she wants, cum leaking from my cock. I look up and see her perfect, full tits sway a little with her movements, and I want to suck on her

nipples so fucking bad. She wants my cum inside her untouched pussy, that’s all right with me. I’m ready to bind her to me in any way possible, but I want to make sure she’s ready. “You think that virgin pussy of yours can handle that?” “I can handle anything to get what I want. We have that in common, don’t we,

Archer? We’d do anything to have whatever it is we wanted. I knew we’d be perfect together, but you just never seemed to notice me, and that’s what led us to this point. You forced my hand. The time has come, and I can’t wait any longer. I need you, and I may only get you for tonight, but I’ll be taking a piece of you with me when I leave.”

It’s cute she thinks she’s leaving me. Ever. She’ll be the one tied to the bed if she ever tries. She’ll really see how good my security is when she tries to escape this penthouse. “Love, you can take all the cum you want, but don’t go chopping off pieces of me or some shit.” I kind of want to keep poking her to see her true

crazy come out. That’s how I know she loves me. When she goes beyond reason and just does whatever her heart tells her to do. That’s how I want our love to be. Fearless. “Why? Because you wouldn’t look like your normal, perfect self anymore? Maybe then women wouldn’t throw themselves at you. Is that it? You could’ve had me, but I guess I just wasn’t your

type. The shy girl who doesn’t stand out compared to the women who are always hanging on to you.” Oh, how she has this all twisted up in her pretty little head. I’d rather masturbate to thoughts of her taking my cock into her curvy little body than even look at another woman. “That’s not what I meant, love,” I say, trying to calm

her a little and ease her fears. There’s never been anyone but her. There will never be anyone but her. “It doesn’t matter what you meant. I’m ovulating and you’re giving me a baby tonight.”

CHAPTER SEVEN ARCHER I look at her with wide eyes, not in shock, but in excitement. I want nothing more than to plant my seed inside her and get her pregnant. I want her full of me, growing my baby. I want us bound to one another for the rest of our lives, and this is one way to do it. It really

doesn’t matter if I get her pregnant, because she’s never leaving me, but thinking of putting my cum in her virgin womb has me even harder. Just thinking about her untouched cunt has my mouth watering. I watch her rub her pussy some more, and lick my lips in invitation. If this is how she wants it, this is how she’s going to get it. And my body is more than willing to

give her everything she needs. “You need to kiss me so I can cum. I need to get my hymen soft so you don’t hurt me when you break it.” I’m a little pissed off at her words. I would never hurt her. Ever. I don’t know who she thinks I am, but she’s my world. I would never do anything to damage her. And if that meant never fucking

her for fear of hurting her body, then I wouldn’t. She means more to me than just putting my dick in her. “Valentina, think about this before you do it. You really want me to get you pregnant? Why don’t you untie me and we can talk about this?” I want this more than anything, but I don’t want her to think this is the only way

she can have me. I also don’t want her hurting herself just to have my cum in her. I want to be gentle and take our time, but I know she needs to have this control. I just want her to make sure this is what she wants, even though I’m terrified she might change her mind. “No! Stop trying to keep your seed from me. I need it.” She leans down and gets

within centimeters of my lips. I pull at my restraints. I want nothing more than to pull her naked body to mine and fuse our lips together. “Kiss me, Archer. Kiss me like you love me. And you better mean it. I want our baby conceived in love tonight. Don’t you?” I want that more than anything. “Valentina—” Before I can confess my

love to her, she seals our kiss. I don’t waste time. I sweep my tongue into her mouth for a taste. She’s like warm honey, and I need her. There’s no other explanation for it. I need her. She rubs her pussy on my thigh, and I’m dying to have her. I consume her with my kiss, giving her everything with my lips that I wish I could give with my body.

Feeling her warm nectar on my leg, I pull away and tell her what I need. “Valentina, let me kiss your pussy. Please, just a taste to make you cum. I want your cunt soft for me too.” God, do I want inside her pussy. I want to be gentle and easy with her, and maybe if I get her off, she’ll untie me so I can give us what we both need. Seeing her blush at my

dirty words makes me even harder. Jesus, my cock is going to explode. As she climbs up my body, I wish for the millionth time I could just snap these restraints and do what I want. But instead I have to give her the control she thinks she needs. Maybe I can try asking again. “Love, why don’t you untie me so I can enjoy all of

you with my hands?” “No. Stop asking. Not until your seed is in me.” She’s convinced herself that I couldn’t possibly want this as much as she does. She’s wrong. If she hadn’t finally made her move tonight, I was going to make it for her. I knew she was building up to this, and I had everything in place. Last week I was sitting in

my car, watching her on the live camera feed on my phone as she went through my belongings. I ‘accidentally’ left the access code to my apartment sitting on my desk where she could find it. I also informed all of my security she would be stopping by sometime, and if they saw her, just to walk the other way and pretend they didn’t see her. I told them all that

she was to be treated as if she were invisible, and that she was allowed full access to my home. It was all a part my plan to trap her inside and keep her, but now I was the one tied to the bed. Beggars can't be choosers. I justified going to her home and watching her sleep as a fair trade off. I broke into her apartment the week we

met, so she was definitely owed a few liberties. Most nights I just sit in the chair in the corner of her bedroom and watch her sleep. Some nights I sit in the chair and jerk off, thinking about what I want to do to her. And on a couple of rare occasions, I’ve tied her underwear around my cock, gently pulled back the covers, and come on her. She sleeps in a

t-shirt and shorts, and hasn’t seemed to notice anything when she wakes up. Or at least it doesn't look like it on the cameras I have installed in her house. Oh yes, they went up on my first visit. “You really want to kiss me there, don’t you, Archer?” Valentina’s words bring me back to the present as she gets into position over my

face. Her scent fills my lungs, and my mouth waters. Seeing her pink lips swollen with need, and her clit hard and begging for attention, I want nothing more than to eat her. “Please, baby. Sit down on my face. Let me love you with my mouth.” As soon as her nectar hits my tongue, I nearly lose consciousness. She’s so sweet and pure, and my instincts

take over. I begin sucking and licking, devouring her pussy. “Oh God!” It takes me just a moment before I feel her cunt clench and she starts to climax on my face. This is my heaven— feeling her passion run down my chin, knowing it’s all because of me. As she starts to lift off my face, I begin to beg. “More, love. More.”

I can’t have it be over yet. It’s too soon. I need more of her. I want to drown in her pleasure. When she sits down again, I go slower, trying to calm myself. I want to take my time and give her everything she needs. I lick her as much as I can, going inside her pussy and back up to her clit. She clenches again, and I know she’s getting close. I don’t want it

to end, but I want to give her what she needs. I move my mouth a little and go back to her clit, nibbling there, gently biting her lips. I can’t help myself as I feast on her, sucking roughly, letting her know it’s mine to claim. Valentina rides my face, using me for her pleasure. I want nothing more than to be the body she uses to sate her

desires, and if this is the only way I can do it tonight, then so be it. “I love you, Valentina. I love you so much,” I say against her sweet lips, letting her ride my face to completion. “Yes, Archer. Yes! That’s it, my love, I’m so close.” I suck hard on her clit one last time, and it’s her undoing. She grips the

headboard, nearly falling off my face, and I wish I had my arms free to catch her. She shouts her orgasm into the silence, and I smile thinking of how this is going to look on video later when we watch it together. I’m also glad I warned the security guards not to come in, no matter what they heard. My love is vocal. When she’s caught her

breath, she slides down my body, lying on top of me. I want to hold her and pet her like the sweet kitten she is. “That was so perfect, Archer. Thank you. I’ve never had someone kiss me there before, and I’m so happy it was you. I’m so happy that you’re my first everything.” “Anything for you, my love. Anything forever.”

My body reacts to her warm pussy being so close to the tip of my cock, and I thrust up unintentionally. I didn’t mean to try to seek entry, but after having her taste in my mouth, I’m beyond controlling my cock. When Valentina leans up and looks in my eyes, I try to show her all the love I have there. I try to let her see that she can trust me and love me,

and I won’t go anywhere. I want to show her how much she means to me. How much I love her.

CHAPTER EIGHT ARCHER “Have you ever been in love?” She looks at me with insecurity in her eyes, and I’m shocked she doesn’t know the answer. Of course I’ve been in love. I fell in love the day I first saw her. “Yes.” I don’t know why she

looks so disappointed. Maybe she thinks I mean someone else. I need her to trust me and to trust us. I don’t want to say something now that makes her think I’m lying. That I’m saying I love her to convince her to let me go. I need to show her. “I’d never leave you if you loved me. I’d do everything in my power to keep you. You might think

I’m crazy, but she’s the crazy one. Anyone who would give you up is insane.” I get a little angry at her words. First, that she would ever think I could feel this way about someone else is infuriating. Second, because she’s just as crazy as I am, and she better never plan on leaving me. I’m so far gone with her it’s psychotic, and I don’t give a shit. She’s mine,

I’m hers. End of fucking story. “Is that so? Do you plan on letting me go?” “You won’t give me a choice! Soon your security will come in and take me away from you, but I won’t let that happen until I’m finished. I’ll have to leave before then, but hopefully I’ll have a piece of you I can take with me.”

Like I’d let my security team come in here and let them see her naked. I’d kill every one of them. They know the rules when it comes to her. I want to give her a baby. I want to give her a life together, but I don’t want her to do this and run from me. “I won’t cum, Valentina. If you think I’d get you pregnant and let you run off with our

child, you're crazier than I thought.” I would track her and our baby to the ends of the earth. There’s no place she could hide that I wouldn’t be able to find her. Suddenly, she’s on top of me, grabbing my face and looking into my eyes. My words have angered her, but I don’t care. She’s not leaving me.

“Archer,

my love. You haven’t seen crazy yet. If you only knew the lengths I’ve gone to have you. I wish you could see it as more than crazy, maybe as something else.” I start to confess my own craziness, but at the tears in her eyes, I stop speaking. I need to hold her. I need to tell her everything is going to be okay. She jumps from the bed

and turns so I can’t see her face, and I won’t have that. “Untie me, Valentina.” “Why? So you can leave me like everyone else does? No.” My heart breaks for her. I know she hasn't had anyone important in her life, real friends or family. “Valentina,” I say, leaving no room for interpretation. I want her attention and I want

it now. “No, I’m not letting you go. This is all your fault anyway. If you could have just noticed me, or seen me as something more, we could’ve had it all. Everything. We both could’ve had the family we wanted. I know how you feel about your parents. I feel the same about mine. They left me outside a hospital when I was thirteen. When I

saw you, I knew we’d be perfect together, but you just couldn’t see me. I’d have done anything for you!” It looks like she’s done just as much homework on me as I have on her. I know everything there is to know about this beautiful woman, and I would never deny her what she wants. She wants me, and I’m willing to give it to her.

“If you’d do anything for

me, you’d untie me,” I plead with her. I know no matter what I say, she won’t believe me, but if she unties me she’ll see I’m not going to run from her. “It’s too late, Archer. You sealed your own fate. Now I’m going to take what I want.” She can take me, but not like this. I don’t want the first

time we make love to be this way. I know she needs to trust me, but right now, it’s gone too far. I need to take over before she does something we can’t undo. She gets back on the bed and straddles my body. She grabs my cock, rubbing her soaked pussy against the tip, and I can feel her opening kissing me, begging me to dive in. She adjusts a little,

and my cock head is in place, slick with her juices and trembling with need. “Valentina, don’t do this.” I’m the most controlled I’ve ever been in my life, but I can’t hold on much longer. “I love you, Archer. I love you so much that I can love enough for both of us. ” At those words, she seats herself fully on my cock, and I nearly go blind from the

pressure. I let out a shout of pleasure and pain at the feel of her pussy wrapped around me. As her tight cunt grips me harder than anything I’ve ever felt, I pop the restraints on my wrists. I watch as her eyes snap open in shock, and then I pop the ones around my legs. She’s not in control any longer, and she knows it. “Oh shit,” she whispers,

as I pin her down to the bed. I’m angry it had to be this way, but mostly I’m relieved. Finally, I can have her the way I’ve always wanted.

CHAPTER NINE ARCHER She grips my shoulders and wraps her legs around my waist, clinging to my body with every ounce of strength she has. “Don’t leave me,” she begs, and I can see she’s terrified I’m going to pull out. “Valentina, my darling love, I’ll give you everything

you want, and I’ll never leave you.” She looks at me with wide eyes. I can tell she doesn’t know whether or not to believe me. I lean down and gently press my lips to hers. It’s a moment before she decides to kiss me back, and when she finally melts against me, I ever so softly thrust into her. She lets out a moan, and I

break the kiss, thinking I may have hurt her. “Please don’t stop. It feels so good to have you in me. I’ve waited for so long. Please don’t let it be over now,” she pleads, moving her hips, eager for me to take more of her. She should be careful because I’ll take every drop of her. I give her another quick kiss and thrust inside her a

little more. “My love, I won’t stop. I’ve waited for this for so long too. I want to be inside you for the rest of my life.” “Really?” Her eyes look a little wild, and I know this is my moment to reassure her. “Since the second I laid eyes on you, I’ve been in love with you. You say you’ve done crazy things because of me. I’ve done crazy things

because of you too. One day we can share our stories, but tonight we are going to make love and make our baby.” “You want to have a baby with me too?” I love the hope in her voice. It tells me how much she really does want this. I rock into her wet pussy a little harder this time, and her hips thrust up to meet me. The feeling of her tightening

around me has my eyes rolling to the back of my head, and I know I’ll only last a few more seconds. “Yes, love. I want everything. I want to marry you, and make babies with you, and never have you out of my sight.” “Oh, Archer” she moans, throwing her head back in pleasure and thrusting her hips again to meet my

strokes. I bury my face in her neck and lick her there, getting as much of her inside my body as I can while I move my dick in and out. I feel her pussy tighten around me, and I thank God she’s close. Reaching down between us, I strum her clit, still keeping my face buried in her neck, listening to her moans of pleasure.

As she starts to orgasm, I finally let go of the load of cum I’ve been holding inside me all night. Her tight pussy milks the cum out of my cock as if it’s sucking the seed from me. I nearly pass out from the strength of my orgasm. I fill her pussy so full that cum somehow manages to leak out the sides and down her ass. “I love you, Archer. Don’t

ever leave me.” “Never, my sweet Valentina.” After a beat, I thrust into her again, before sitting up to look her in the eyes. She looks at me with shock, and I give her my smug smile. “We’ve got a lot of work to do tonight if you want me to put a baby in here,” I say, reaching down and rubbing her lower belly. “I want as

much of my cum in you as possible before the sun comes up. Then after that, we can sleep, but I’m still keeping my cock inside you.” “While I sleep?” I can tell by the look in her eyes that she loves the idea. She wants to stay connected to me as much as I want to stay connected to her. “While you sleep, while you shower, while you cook,

basically always.” “I like that,” she says, blushing all over. Seeing the pink on her cheeks makes her look innocent, but so fucking beautiful. “I love you, Valentina.” I lean down and kiss her lips, drowning in our passion. As we wrap our bodies around one another and try to become one, I can’t help but

think how lucky I am. We are clearly on a level of obsession that is unhealthy, but we are on the same level. It’s not every day you find the crazy that fits yours, so when you do, tie it to the bed and take it. That’s the only sane thing to do.

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EXCERPT FROM TAKINg WHAT'S MINE

COLTON My dick pushes against the front of my uniform pants at knowing what’s coming, and I don’t mean my cock. Today I get a taste of my sweet little Rose. I’ve been planning this for weeks. I laugh at the thought of the word “planning.” Planning is putting it mildly. It’s more like obsessing, and invading my every thought. Being

sheriff of Kirksville, Nebraska, only makes this that much easier to do. I don’t care how much she fights this; I know she wants it. I hope she fights; it will only make my cock harder and her submission so much sweeter. By the end of this weekend, she’ll know who she belongs to. Her life will begin and end with me, and I’ll take nothing less.

Glancing over, I pick up the naked pictures I took of her. It’s easy to slip the little camera around her bedroom and bathroom, without her knowing. Of course I always have my eyes on her; she’s mine, after all. She’s been mine since the day I first saw her. A fresh-faced secondgrade teacher over at the elementary school. So innocent and pure. She needs

me just as much as I need her. I can protect her, because if anyone else felt a tenth of what I did for her – I squeeze the pictures in my hand just thinking about anyone else wanting her. I grind my teeth together in anger. No one else can have her. The photos range from her in the shower, a few of her changing out of her clothes, and one of her

masturbating. In that picture she’s tempting me with her pussy, making me want it. My blood boils thinking that it wasn’t me making her cum, even if that someone else was her. It’s crazy that I’m jealous she got herself off, but it doesn’t matter at this point, because I’ve gone past crazy when it comes to her. There is no going back. At least I know what she was thinking

about when she touched herself. Innocent and pure little Rose has dirty fantasies. I’ve read all about them in her diary she thought she’d hidden away so well. I’m going to give her what she wants, even if she begs me to stop, and trust me, there will be all kinds of begging. I can already hear her pleas in my mind, making pre-cum leak from my cock.

Kissing one of the photos, I stack them back together and place them in my glove box with her diary. I slide out of my cruiser, closing the car door behind me, with a smile on my face. She walked right into my trap. Each day when she leaves the school, she takes the same route home. In the country, many of the houses are spread out and hers is one of them.

She takes a shortcut, but the road she uses is all farmland and not paved. It’s just loose gravel that cracks under my boots as I eat up the distance to her. The summer just started and today was her last day until the next school year begins. I knew she’d be working late, and I used it to my advantage. I’ve waited long enough for this day, and

she’s going to make it up to me with her pussy, her mouth, her ass, and her complete submission. I’ve been hanging on to a thin rope with her, and I can feel myself cracking. I need to touch her, bury myself inside her, and cool some of the raging desire she causes. She did this to me. Never in my whole life have I felt this need for someone. She

woke this beast inside me, and she’s going to take him. Only she will do. Since the day I first saw her, the thought of another woman only pisses me off. She worked her way into my system, and now she’s going to stay and give me what I need. What we both need. She’s going to wrap her sweet mouth around me, and milk all this lust from my body.

I’m going to fill up every one of her holes until she’s dripping with my cum, then maybe I can calm down. When I reach her car door, I give two hard knocks to her window, forcing her to roll it down. Her big seagreen eyes look up at me, her bottom lip pouting, and it drives me crazy. Her whole look says “innocent,” and I can’t wait to turn her into my

little slut. The things she’s going to do to me, for me – and no one will ever know. It will be a piece of her that only I possess. “Sir?” The single word seems to stroke my whole body. “Ma’am, I’m going to need you to step out of the car.” Without waiting for a response, I reach my hand in through the window to open it

from the inside, making the lock pop up and the door open. Tentatively she unhooks her seatbelt and steps out of the car. She’s hesitant, but complies. Her sweet vanilla smell fills my lungs as she exits the vehicle, and it’s all I can do not to lean in. I don’t give her much room, so she has to sidestep me and slide further down the side of her car so I can slam

the door shut. The blue and red lights from my cruiser light up the dark warm summer night, giving me a good view of her. She’s wearing a pink sundress that makes her milky skin look like silk. I wonder if my cum would show on her skin, or if it would just blend in like it belonged there. She’s all woman, soft and curvy with

generous breasts that I want to taste, and round hips I’m dying to feel against me. Her midnight-black hair is down in big waves that make me want to grip it in my fist. I want to use it to pull her toward me and claim her mouth. I love and hate that fucking dress on her. I love that I can slide my hand between her legs and her

pussy will be right there for me, but I hate that someone else might have the same thought. I don’t like that her pussy is so easy to get to. Just a rip of her panties and you could be deep inside her warm cunt, and no one besides me will be doing that. “Sir,” she starts again, “I’m not sure what I did that made you pull me over, but whatever the reason I

apologize. What is it I did exactly?” “Nothing,” I say, watching the confusion wash over her face. “Turn around, hands on the vehicle,” I say, indicating that I’m going to give her a pat-down. “But – ” “It’s best you follow orders, my Rose, it will make things a lot easier for you.” Her eyes snap up at my use of

“my Rose” but she slowly turns around, doing as I command. Kneeling down, I start with her ankles, slowly moving my hands up as I go. When I reach her thighs, I hear her breathing pick up, and it’s coming out in little gasps. That panicked sound is the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard. When I reach mid-thigh, I

feel her body go completely still. “Please don’t,” she says in a shaky whisper. She may not know what’s coming, but she knows something is off. Leaning in, I place my mouth against her lush full ass, giving a soft bite through the material of her dress, and hear her let out a squeak. She tries to jerk away from me, but both my hands lock around the inside of her

thighs, keeping her in place for me. “Don’t move again. You’ll only hurt yourself, and I don’t want that. You can’t fight me off, so don’t try. Now, be a good little girl and be still until I’m done.” Rising up, I push her body into the car with mine. I rub my erection against her ass, trying to cool my lust, but my balls only feel

heavier, dying to get a release inside her. I reach around to her front, and bunch up her dress. I move my hand down and cup her pussy, feeling how warm she is. She’s so tiny compared to me, at least a foot shorter than my six-three. Leaning over, I bury my face in her hair, hoping that between holding her pussy and the scent of her, I can calm down. But

when I feel a slight wet spot on her panties, all my control snaps.

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Table of Contents CHAPTER ONE CHAPTER TWO CHAPTER THREE CHAPTER FOUR CHAPTER FIVE CHAPTER SIX CHAPTER SEVEN CHAPTER EIGHT CHAPTER NINE