Page 15 of Dangerously Deceptive

Kellan pulls away slightly, slowly removing his fingers, giving me time to adjust after my earth-shattering orgasm. I look down, and there he is, looking up at me through hooded eyes, his face half-covered by my pussy, and he looks devilishly handsome. “Tell me what you want, Shay,” Kellan says as he kisses a particularly scarred portion of my thigh. He can obviously feel the ridges and imperfections under his lips, but that doesn’t stop him. He only looks at me.

“You…your cock.” I can’t make my words sound any less wanton. It’s like my mind is floating off somewhere else, and I actually like the freedom. I want him to take control and give me what I need. But at the same time, we both know I’m not quite ready for that…yet. So, for now, he continues gaining my consent with every look or question. All I can do is beg for more and let him know how I feel.

I don’t know when he removes his sweatpants, but as he crawls up my body, his long, hard cock hangs free. I can’t help but stare. I’m not exactly an expert on what a cock should look like, but Kellan’s looks long, smooth, and the head looks almost angry. I can see pre-cum glistening on the surface. Once Kel is hovering over me, he fists it in his hand, stroking it, spreading the pre-cum around.

My hand moves as though it has a mind of its own, and seeing my intentions, Kellan uses his own hand as a guide and wraps my small hand around his big, thick cock. His hand remains over mine, and he shows me the right pressure to use to grip his dick, before sliding my hand up and down the shaft. The small moans he releases are like music to my ears, and I love knowing I’m the one giving him that pleasure, even if he is directing me just a bit.

As his hand causes mine to speed up, his breath becomes uncoordinated and it doesn’t take a genius to guess that he is getting close. It takes me a while to build up the confidence, but I finally do as he instructs and tell him what I want. “I want to taste you.”

His responding groan echoes through the room. “There will be plenty of time for that, Shay. But, right now, I want to fuck you,” he grinds out, sounding like it is painful for him to say. “Can I?” he adds. He doesn’t need to ask, but I love that he does.

“Yes.” The words leave my mouth, and within seconds he pulls my hand away and lines his cock up with my entrance. He slows down, and I snap in frustration. “Take me, Kellan. Don’t think, remember? Just feel.”

As soon as the words leave my lips he slowly pushes into my wet pussy. Our moans and pants intermingle as we both claw at each other for more. His lips collide with mine and our tongues battle for dominance. He pushes into me, slow and hard at first, ensuring I feel him in my deepest core. Shouting my requests for more, he gently pounds in and out, his breathing becoming more erratic with every thrust. It feels amazing, but it’s like there is something stopping me from climbing that hill fully.

Kellan seems to notice, and he stops. Before I have a chance to protest, he lifts me up and we roll until Kellan is on his back and I am hovering over his very swollen, glistening erection.

“Ride me, Shay. Take what you need,” he says, and at first I am confused. I don’t really know what he means by that. Obviously, I get the ride me part, but I don’t know how this position will be any different from the last. But I ignore my overactive brain, turning it off and following his instructions.

Slowly, I lower myself down onto his cock. Fuck, the lower I get, the fuller I feel. Once he is completely in up to the hilt, I feel so incredibly full, and as I slowly wiggle around to get comfortable, I feel his dick hitting places I have never felt before.

Using his hands to guide me, and his strong thighs to support me, I slowly start to bounce up and down on his cock, making sure to grind at just the right time so my clit collides with his pubic bone. That, combined with the sensations created when it hits that sweet spot inside me are unbelievable.

Without thinking, I began riding him harder. My motions are more uncoordinated, my moans more frantic, as my orgasm starts to take hold. As I fall apart, I feel Kellan's cock getting impossibly bigger and as my pussy squeezes tightly around his cock, he releases his load, moaning as he does.

I fall apart, collapsing onto Kellan’s chest, and he holds me there, wrapping his big strong arms around me. I don’t think I have ever felt this safe or cared for in all of my life. I know we haven’t talked about where this could lead, I don’t even know what Kellan is looking for. But, if I get my freedom, I want him to at least consider giving us a chance. But that is a conversation for another day.

As his cock slips out, my pussy feels empty, and it's a feeling I strangely miss. Feeling all sticky and icky, that's when reality hits. “Shit, Kellan. I haven’t been taking my pill while I've been in hospital and I forgot all about getting them when I came here. Fuck, what are we going to do? I don’t have any infections, I promise. I was tested recently,” I mumble, hating the fact that Annette told me I had been tested in the hospital after they found multiple semen samples. Samples that I’m sure the Reapers will have destroyed by now.

“Shush, don’t panic, Shay. We can go to the chemist tomorrow and get the morning-after pill. Then when you go to the compound you can grab your pill, okay?” I start to nod, relieved he isn’t more stressed and freaking out.

“I thought you would freak out when you realised?” I ask, when I catch him avoiding my gaze.

“This is the first time I have ever been so careless, I just got so caught up in you and I can’t even begin to apologise for that. I shouldn’t have been so reckless.” His voice is self-deprecating, and mad, but not at me. He seems annoyed at himself.

“Hey! I didn’t stop you either. This isn’t your fault. We are both responsible for protection, and we both forgot. But, like you said, as long as I get the morning-after pill it will all be okay. So, please don’t ruin this moment for me. That was the most amazing experience I’ve ever had,” I mumble the last part, afraid to show that vulnerable side of me.

A big cocky grin spreads across his face and I playfully swat at his chest. I can’t help but laugh with him. As he gently kisses me, my mind starts to wander, hoping for more.

“Shay?” he mutters, his voice so low it’s almost hard to hear. I meet his eye contact like he wants. “There’s so much more I want us to do, but only if you are ready. And, when you are ready to talk about what those monsters did to you, I will be here. I can’t promise you the moon and stars because I’m not that guy. But, I can say, we will see where things lead. This is just me being honest and telling you, I didn’t come here looking for a girlfriend, I’m not boyfriend material, I’m far too fucked up to be anyone’s boyfriend. But, for the here and now, that I can do. Your past doesn’t bother me, other than causing a great murderous rage, so don’t ever think that even plays a part. I am just being honest. If you think we can keep fucking and see where it goes, with no expectations, then I am more than happy to do that. But I don’t ever want to hurt you.”

Well, if that wasn’t like pouring a big, cold bucket of water all over my heart. But, I’m glad he was honest, at least now I know. Of course I’m going to carry on fucking him. I want to experience those sensations and experiment more with someone I feel comfortable with. I just need to turn my heart off. It’s a shame there isn’t a button that turns my pussy on and my heart off. That is what I need right now.

“I get it. I have no idea what I’m looking for either. Until I earn my freedom it will always be in the air. Until then, I’m happy to keep messing around with you. I know there will be no future and no feelings. I will do my best to remember that. But, Kellan, you need to remember, if I don’t, that’s on me. You warned me, and it’s the same with you. If one of us gets in too deep, and the other bails, it’s our own fault. We are adults fooling around, we are both agreeing to it. Whatever else happens, just does. Okay?” I will do my best to hide my heart, but I already know that this man, the only man to have ever shown me any form of kindness, is already wiggling his way into the edges.

“I’m so fucking glad you agreed because now I have had a taste, I don’t think I will ever be able to stop,” he growls.

Seconds later, after a bit of manhandling, Kellan has me on my hands and knees in the middle of the bed as he kneels behind me. “Do you want to be fucked from behind, gorgeous?”

My body literally ripples with anticipation as I moan, telling him he can do whatever he wants, just as long as he makes me feel good. His responding chuckle tells me if I were to look back now I would see his cocky smirk. As he gathers my hair in his hand, I turn my head, and there’s my sexy geek getting ready to fill me with his cock. To look at Kellan, he might look like a tech geek, but fuck is he dangerously deceptive. And I want everything he has to give. I have a feeling I am in for a long, yet fucking amazing night.

Arelentless buzzing coming from the side of my head pulls me out of the very deep and peaceful sleep that I was in. I hadn’t slept that well the entire time I had been in this shithole of a motel, but then again I did spend more days sleeping in a hospital chair than I did this bed. Which is probably a good thing or my back would be fucked.

Speaking of my back, in fact, as I try to lean over to grab my phone that of course immediately stops, I can’t help but notice how exhausted and heavy my body feels. As I move slightly, a light grumble can be heard, and I’m fairly sure it was not from me. Looking over at the mass of blonde hair covering the pillow next to mine, and the gorgeous girl whose body is curled up on her side next to me.

Now I remember why my whole body feels like it has been through the wringer. I spent the whole night fucking Shayla, and it was so good. At first, I didn’t know what the hell I was doing. I don’t know how many times I told myself, do not get involved with this girl. Not only because of the job, but that is a pretty fucking important reason. As is the fact that she is so deeply in with the Reapers, having anything to do with her is a danger. All of those pale into insignificance compared to the real reason. We are looking for different things, and if this continues, I will hurt her.

I’m not trying to say that to be an asshole. When I found out about what those assholes were doing to her, of course I flipped my shit, but I didn’t want Shayla to think she was a freak. If I had walked away, she would have thought it was because I found out her secret, but she couldn’t be more wrong. Although, knowing that all her experiences before me were inflicted against her will, with the exception of her virginity fumble, it did add to the pressure. I wouldn’t blame the girl if she did start to feel things after I showed her that there is more to life than assholes. Now I’m worried I may have become one.

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