Page 5 of Tainted Blood

“Please. I need you,” she moans, clinging to my lapels. Fuck, I’m going to eat her up as soon as I get her in the damn hotel room.

The second the lock turns green, I twist the handle and carry her inside. The need to be inside her is overwhelming me. I hope that I can last long enough to wring an orgasm from her sexy body. “Callie, be prepared because once I’m done with you, you’ll never want anyone else.”

“You say that to every girl you fuck?”

“Only you. I want to make you come so hard that you pass out screaming my name,” I whisper against her lips.

I lead her to the middle of the room, dropping the keycard on the nearest table. “Fuck, I need to get you naked.” My fingers lace into her hair, cradling her head. She gasps, eyes wide with anticipation. I bring her face to mine as I kiss her softly, nipping at her lips.

“Ian,” she moans, desire evident in my whispered name. Never has it sounded so good before. I slide my hands down her curvy figure, cupping her ass and then slipping my hands underneath the expensive black material. I could tear this dress off her and burn it.

The thought of her wearing something so sexy to hook up with one of the patrons or worse, the pussies that were in the VIP booth, pisses me off. She wanted to be a bad girl; well, I’m going to show her what happens to bad girls. I lift my hand and let it come down hard on her ass. “That’s for looking for sex tonight.”

“So, you don’t want me,” she asks, looking into my eyes while her fingers dig into my shoulders.

“I want you; make no mistake about that, but you out here looking to hook up is a punishable offense, little minx.”

“What are you going to do about it?” she says, defiance in her stare.

“I’m going to tear apart your pussy so you know damn well that the only dick you get is mine, and every step you take will be a memory of how I owned your body.”

“Your body is so much larger than mine. Of course you’re going to tear me apart, but can you please me?”

“Trust me when I say you’ll be pleased. So much you’ll be coming back for more, over and over again.” She smirks, shaking her head.

“Bring it, big boy.”

I growl, loving the challenge from my future wife. She has no fucking idea that she accidentally walked into her future, and I have every intention of making sure that we are tied to each other for the rest of our lives. My fingers grip the tiny tab of the zipper and gingerly pull it down, the sound echoing loudly in my ears as if alerting me that she’s almost naked. I slip the thin strap off her shoulder, bending down to kiss the spot where it had lain, and then I move to the other side, repeating the same step.

“So perfect,” I whisper as the dress falls into a puddle at her heeled feet. She shivers with anticipation, nipples hardening. “No bra. It’s as if you enjoy being a bad girl. You’re lucky your pussy was covered. If some other assholes saw that sweet kitten tonight, I’d have to cut out their eyes.”

My fingers glide over her chest, smoothly caressing her pebbled nipples. They feel perfect against the pads of my fingers. I cup her breasts, squeezing them as I take my time, wanting her to hunger for me as much as I want her. Leaning in, I languidly kiss her pouty lips, pushing them apart to slip my tongue inside, needing to taste her mouth again. The taste of orange and cinnamon hits my tastebuds.

She moans against my lips. My hand wraps around her waist, slamming her body firmly against mine so we crash together and our breaths catch. She slips her hand under my coat and gasps. Shit, she feels the gun. I back up and say, “Security.” I know it’s not quite the truth, but for now, that’s all she needs to know. I slide my jacket off and then undo my holster, setting it aside before kissing her roughly.

She moans, thrusting her fingers into my hair and forgetting about the weapon. I drag her over to the bed and lay her down, climbing on top of her. Fuck—my thick length lines up with her hot center, and I just want to slide into her depths and lose myself until I explode deep into her. Thoughts of marking her womb and making the next MacNamara sound fucking good to me. Letting those little fucks she’d been associating with know she was taken and bred also sounds really good right now.

“Baby, are you on birth control?”

“Yes.”

“That’s a fucking pity.”

“Why?”

“Because I had plans for that womb of yours. It’s going to have to wait for later then,” I growl, crushing my mouth to hers and then pulling my lips away to kiss lower. I need more of her, and I need it now. I reach her skimpy black lace panties, hook my thick fingers under the hem, and slide them down her legs. I tuck them into my pants pocket and then slip off her heels, kissing her sexy little feet.

“So gorgeous.” Slowly, I kiss and lick up her legs, moving my way to her inner thighs inch by inch as my fingers dig into her flesh, marking her olive skin. I want her to look in the mirror and see me there when I’m working. Soon, I’ll leave more of them. Fuck, my dick bangs against the edge of the bed. I need to break free of my clothes and slide into her already.

Still, my mouth has to taste that juicy slit that she was good enough to keep covered. I lean in and slide my fingers over her pussy, rubbing her soaking hole. “God, you’re fucking drenched. You’re so needy for my tongue, aren’t you?”

“Yes, please.”

“That’s what I need to hear. I want to hear my name spilling from your beautiful lips as I eat your cunt to heaven.” I press one finger into her wetness as my tongue lashes at her opening. “I never realized how dry my mouth was. I’m fucking thirsty.” I latch on to her wet slit, sucking her little clit while rubbing my thumb in and out of her extremely tight pussy. Holy fuck, is she tight. Her hole clamps around my tongue like a vacuum, and I’m almost afraid of what her pussy is going to do to my big dick.

My mind wonders if she hasn’t had sex in a long time, or if the dirty-girl act just that—an act. I grind my face on her pussy, growling and moaning on her slit, needing more as I feel her push away from me. Her orgasm is building, and she can’t handle it. I hook my arms around her hips and drag her pussy back down.

“Don’t pull your pretty little cunt away from me. It’s mine now,” I grunt. I pump one of my thick fingers inside and feel the edge of her virginity. Fucking good girl. I’m going to destroy her for anyone else, but first she’s going to come for me.

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