A kiss to her cheek, I grabbed her hand and squeezed it.
Before we even took one step I felt my life fucking changing.
This woman… I was going to marry her and she was going to have my kids.
The deadbolt was locked, the chain lock done, and my leather cut was on the floor in the dining room. Her shoes were off, her hands clawing at my face, and her body collided into mine. I lifted her up and walked her right to the bedroom. Goddamn, she was going to feel all of this tomorrow and days after that. That was okay though. The more it hurt now the better it would feel later.
I put her on her feet in the bedroom and stripped her of her shirt. She reached back and unsnapped her bra as I unhooked my belt buckle. I couldn’t wait to get fucking butt ass naked with her and roll around in the sheets. I had nothing but time with her right then.
Well, until I had to take off and kill the man that killed her mother.
Maybe a regular guy would have brought Belle roses as a romantic gesture. Not me. This was how outlaw’s did it.
Her bra hit the floor and my eyes hit her tits. Fuck they were perfect. I reached for her and she let out a small gasp and covered her mouth. Her arms pressed together, covering her breasts.
“What?” I asked.
“You’re bleeding!” Belle cried out.
I looked down and sure as fuck there was blood on my shirt. Actually there was blood on each side of my shirt. I lifted up my shirt and saw that I was bleeding from scratch marks from Belle.
“I did that?” she asked.
I touched the cut and smiled. “Damn, babe, I knew I was good…”
“No, Slam, you’re fucking amazing.”
“You’ve got nothing to compare me to,” I said.
“I don’t need anything else to compare to,” she shot back.
I took my shirt off and Belle lowered her arms.
Those perfect tits just hung there, her nipples visibly erect. She opened her jeans and leaned forward as she slithered out of them. Not wearing panties this time provided a really good look for Belle. Seeing those jeans down at her ankles and the smooth cut of her pussy drove me wild. When she stepped out of her jeans, I watched her slit open and close, as though it were calling to me.
Belle then stepped back to the bed and sat down. She seductively opened her legs - like she had done the night she was drunk - and I looked at that sweet pussy of hers. My mouth was suddenly parched. I needed a little taste of that clit before I went back inside her.
She wasn’t expecting the move I made as I dropped my jeans and boxers, kicked off my boots, and came at her with my huge cock stiff like a rod. I dropped to one knee and grabbed the insides of her thighs. She let out a cry and grabbed at my shoulders.
“Easy there, kitty,” I said. “You going to cut me again?”
“Only if you do it right,” she purred.
I had to give it to her - one round with my cock and she was suddenly a sex expert and learned how to fucking flirt like the best. Top that with those pretty eyes and her natural beauty and she was a total death threat.
Fuck that… she’d already killed me.
But it was worth it.
I winked at her and moved forward. My mouth latched to the hood of her clit, my tongue peeling her back like I was licking a stamp. Fuck, babe, there was a special delivery coming very soon.
Belle sucked in a breath and thrust herself at me. My tongue rolled around her clit, savoring her sweet flavor. All I wanted was a taste. So that’s what I got and then I started to kiss up her body. Kiss after kiss, I realized I was going slower than normal. I wanted to kiss all those little spots on her body. Just below her belly button. Just above it. Kissing the bottom of her ribs. A little freckle just below her right breast.
Shit, I really did love her. I wanted to explore, taste, fuck, comfort every inch of her body.
I kissed all the way to her mouth and leaned my lower half against hers.
The look on her face was helpless as my cock started to open her again. Her mouth fell open and I could tell she was in pain again. She bit her lip and nodded to me. Telling me it was okay.
Her pussy sheathed me as tight as before, an intense tightness and squeeze that threatened to pull the cum out of me in just seconds. I couldn’t pull back, no fucking way. My balls were already tight, my cock locked and loaded with another round of cum.
So I just kept pressing, slowly, feeling every inch of my long and thick cock penetrate her.
When I was to the hilt, I gave a little buck of my hips to make sure there wasn’t a spot missed inside her.
Belle let out a whimper and then kissed me.