She is the first person in my life to knock me on my ass, and I couldn’t be happier about it.
We are inevitable. I don’t believe in destiny and all that crap. But some other force of nature must have been at play when she was propelled into my lap.
I have my own perfect goddess, naked and kneeling in front of me. Her skin glistens as the New York skyline twinkles through the bedroom. She’s ready and waiting for me to claim her, to own her.
There is nothing on this earth that could stop me from taking her, not just for now, but forever. I’ve had a taste and I can’t let her go. Fuck the consequences. Nothing has ever stopped me from fighting for what I want and I’m going to fight with everything I can to keep her.
I can be worthy of her. I might not deserve her, but I can try. She settles the monster within me. If I can win this fight and be rid of my ties to the Mafia, not only can I keep her safe, I can drop the mask. I can be who she needs me to be. A simple smile lighting up her features is enough to calm my inner rage.
Fuck, the way she looked into my soul and thanked me for torching her prick of an ex’s car was confirmation she is it for me. She doesn’t only accept my darkness; she fucking loves it. The dirty little princess wants the monster to protect her, own her, and devour every inch of her. So that’s what I’ll do. For the rest of my time on this earth, I will dedicate it to worshiping her the way she deserves.
“Where do you want me to start, Princess?” Trailing my fingers over her face, I pry open her mouth. A quiet moan slips past her lips, shooting blood straight to my dick.
“Do you want to be fucked with my fingers, or does my greedy girl want my mouth devouring her pussy as I fuck you with my fingers?” I rasp as I use my index finger to tip her chin up to face me. A red blush slowly forms on her cheeks and sparks the pure hunger in her eyes.
“I want it all Keller, show me what you’ve got Champ. No hiding from me anymore. Your deepest darkest urges. Show me. Please, Sir.”
Fuck, this woman. I bring my lips to hers and place a gentle kiss. I need to remind her, fuck, remind myself, this is more than rough, dirty sex.
“Let’s get one thing straight. I will always treat you like the princess you deserve, when we’re outside the bedroom. But when we are in here, I’m going to fuck you like a whore.”
A devious grin spreads across her plump lips, her eyes shimmering with desire. She takes in my words and I feel her breath hitch. I know she wants this too. I could feel it the second she landed on my lap. She is my perfect firecracker.
She gives me a slow nod.
“Show me.” Her eyes light up.
I tighten my grip around her neck and tug her to stand upright, taking some of the weight with my other hand on her waist. My mouth is just inches from hers as I close the distance between us. I can feel her erratic warm breath hitting my face, the remnants of expensive champagne still with her.
“I’m going to tie your wrists together. I know how much you love touching, but not tonight. Tonight is all about you. I’m going to bring you right to the edge of pleasure and crashing back down over and over until you’re writhing in pain. Only then will I fuck you. Is that what you want, Baby? Do you want to be completely and utterly at my mercy? All of your pleasure solely in my hands?”
Moments pass, our heavy breaths the only sound in the room.
“Yes- yes, Keller. I want it all.” Her voice is barely a whisper.
Unable to contain my hunger any longer, I crash my lips to hers, taking everything I can get. Slipping my tongue into her mouth, lapping up the taste of champagne as I probe. There’s something sexy about her nakedness rubbing against my fully clothed form. She’s completely exposed, completely trusting me. All the power lies entirely in my hands. The hands that are used to inflict pain are the same ones that will bring her ultimate pleasure.
Abruptly I break the kiss, unable to take anymore. My dick can barely last when I’m around her.
“Lay on your back on the bed, legs spread, Baby.” My voice is deep and commanding.
She responds immediately, swaying her hips as she makes the short walk to the bed, sensually crawling up onto the mattress, her pussy on full display as she does. My goddess knows exactly what she’s doing.
Once in position, I yank open the top drawer of my chest, rummaging through the contents to find the white cotton wrap. It’s the first thing I can think of to tie her wrists with. I can’t wait to use the same wrap on my hands for my next match, which might be my new good luck memento before a fight. I smirk as I slam the draw shut.
I stalk back to Sienna, spread perfectly on her back on my bed, her hair splayed above her head, creating a halo around her. I watch as her perky tits lift with each breath. I climb on top of her, my knees on each side of her hips as I unravel the crisp white wrap, letting it drape through my hands. Grabbing both of her wrists with one hand, I start wrapping around them, pulling them tight as I loop under and start wrapping between her hands, tying the end back through.
“Good girl.”
“Keller, please do something. I’m about to fucking explode over here. Please touch me, do something, anything.” Desperation laces her tone.
“Patience Baby.”
I pepper light kisses from her wrists, moving all the way down her arms, inch by inch. When I get to her neck, the delicate flesh just below her ear tempts me and I bite and suck, leaving love bites in my wake.
She lets out a whimper in response.
Fuck, seeing my marks on her body does something to me.
Continuing down her body, I switch between gentle kisses and bites, elevating the contrast between pleasure and pain.
“I bet if I bury my head between your legs, you’ll be fucking dripping. Shall we see?”
I feel her nod her head against the bed. Not good enough.
“Words Sienna,” I demand.
“Fuck, Keller put your fucking head between my legs, now!” she almost shouts.
I chuckle. We’ve barely started, and she’s already teetering on the edge. She needs reminding who’s in charge here. I quickly lift myself off her. I don’t want to, but she needs to know.
Now standing over her, her body sagging in defeat, she tries to close her knees slightly. Snatching my hand out, I slam her knees back down to the mattress.
“You don’t get to make demands here, Baby, and you sure as shit don’t get to hide your pussy away from me. In here it’s all mine.” Hesitating, I watch her for a moment.“Now stay still like a good girl, and keep that mouth shut. Okay?” I see her lips form into a tight ‘o’ before she snaps them shut and nods.
Dropping to my knees at the edge of the bed, my hands grip around her thighs and lightly skim my tongue from her entrance all the way up to her clit. Her back instantly arches off the bed and I spread my hand across her smooth stomach and press her back down, keeping her still. She lets out a huff in frustration as I do. I continue skimming the tip of my tongue up and down until I can feel her legs start to inch closer, and I can feel the slightest vibration from her trembling on my tongue. Immediately I retreat and sit back on my heels as her body goes limp in defeat.
“You don’t get to come until I say so, okay, Baby?” I remind her, pausing, to let her take in a few breaths. I spy her shiny white teeth chewing her bottom lip. Resting on my heels as I kneel before her, I take in her sheer beauty, her perfect pink pussy glistening before me, drenched in her juices. If I was to die right now, I’d die a fucking happy man, I think as I lick my lips, debating how to bring her to the edge next. I know I can’t take much more. I need to sink into her soon. My cock is throbbing so hard I can’t concentrate. Rising to my feet, I rip off my shirt, the buttons flying through the air. I don’t have time to unbutton them. And I bend down to slip off the jeans restraining my cock, finally joining Sienna, in being completely exposed.
Her eyes eat me up as she slowly takes me in, settling her gaze directly on my cock. My greedy princess, I smirk. Striding to the edge of the bed, I flip her onto her stomach. She lets out a shriek as she lands face first on the mattress, her hands still bound above her head. Leaning forward, I grip her hips and pull her closer, so her ass is in the air, resembling the cat stretch Grayson loves to get me to do after training. I bet I don’t look anywhere near as sexy in the same position.
“Fuck Baby, you are fucking gorgeous. This pussy was made perfectly for me. Don’t worry, it won’t be long until I fill you up. I can’t fucking take much more.”
She responds by pushing back her hips and wiggling her ass, thinking she can tease me. Oh, I don’t think so, Princess.
I draw my hand back and firmly slap her left cheek. Her screams fill the room as she darts forward, the red mark already forming on her pale skin.
“Oh my God, Keller!” she sobs, moisture dripping down the inside of her thighs, her breathing heavy as she brings her ass slowly back towards me. I knew it! My greedy girl loves it.
I grab her red ass cheek and slide my other finger along her wet slit.
“You are fucking dripping, Baby. Did I really get you that wet by spanking you?” I rasp as I continue to rub my fingers along her seam. A moan escapes her lips, like music to my ears. “You want me to do it again, Princess? How about harder this time?”
“What? No.”
Her voice is strained, which makes me laugh as her ass grinds up against me.
I spank her ass again as I slide two fingers into her entrance. Her back arches as she lets out a primal scream.
“Fuck, Keller, I can’t hold it anymore,” she pleads, still fucking my fingers.
“My greedy Princess, it looks like I’m going to have to get more creative with you.”
Her breath hitches as I bring my mouth down to her spanked ass and bite her flesh. She comes apart beneath me, trembling around my fingers as she screams out my name.
I don’t need to be told twice. I rest my knees on the edge of the bed and smother her body under mine. Her silky skin rubs against my chest. Slinking my arm between her legs, my fingers find her clit and pinch. She presses herself forward, her face smashing into the duvet even further to stifle her screams.
Dragging my fingers back towards her entrance, I tease my index finger in, letting out a low groan as her walls tighten against me. Just the thought of her squeezing against my cock makes me pick up the pace. Adding two more fingers, I increase the pace, her breathing matching the movement. I can feel her pussy clenching against me. My fingers are drenched in her juices.
She responds to me so perfectly, every fucking time. Her hips meet my pace, thrust for thrust. We were made for each other in every way possible.
I slow my assault, removing my fingers and trail them up each ridge of her spine along that sexy tattoo. When I reach the back of her neck, I tighten my grip as she pulls her head back and lets out a moan. It’s the sexiest fucking sound, her breathy moan. It almost sends me over the edge, without her even touching me. Just watching her come undone, completely at my mercy, has me ready to explode.
“Keller, please. I need you inside me, I need you to fuck me, I can’t take it anymore,” she almost sobs, her voice barely a whisper. I can just about hear her through the sound of the blood pumping in my ears.
Her words send a shooting pain straight to my chest. I can never deny my Goddess and right now, I feel the same desperation as her.
Not wasting another second, I flip her back over to face me. Never in my life have I wanted to so desperately look someone in the eye while I fuck them. I want everything with this woman. I want her to see me. I want to see her exposed. I want, no, I crave her intimacy. She needs to see and feel how I feel about her. She spreads her legs wide, her knees pressing into the mattress, inviting me in as the bed dips and I position my cock at her glistening entrance.
I slowly push myself inside, going inch by inch so she can adjust to my size.
“Fuck, Keller,” she moans, her voice deep and raspy. “More.”
Leaning over her, careful not to squash her, I take my weight on my wrist above her head.
“You feel so good wrapped so tight around my cock. It’s fucking perfect. You, Sienna, are fucking heaven on earth. I don’t think I could ever give this up.”
“Good job you aren’t giving this up. Now hurry up and fuck me. Fuck me like you own me, like the dirty whore that I am.”
Every ounce of preservation I had flies out the window as I pound in and out of her, the sound of our bodies slapping together vibrates around the room, muddled with the screams escaping Sienna’s lips.
Nothing in my life has ever felt this good, not even winning my first world title. This takes the belts.
My heart is hammering in my chest as I feel my release building. I’m so fucking close. Slamming my lips onto hers, I claim her mouth as I continue my assault, using my spare hand to find her clit as I smother it in her juices. I’m on the edge of the cliff, about to jump. Every vein feels like it’s about to explode. I can’t take it anymore.
“Now Sienna. Come for me, Baby.”
That’s all it takes, and she screams out my name, writhing beneath me as the walls clench so tight around my cock, milking my orgasm. I follow quickly behind her, releasing everything I have into her. Our sweaty bodies are entangled with one another, our breathing heavier than if we’d run a marathon, and pure euphoria seeps through my body.
“Fuck Sienna, that was… Fuck, I don’t even have words for it,” I sigh, bringing my forehead to hers.
“I know,” she just about manages through fluttering eyelashes, her big blue eyes piercing into my soul.
Staying where we are, catching our breath, I ride out what is the most intense orgasm of my entire life. I slowly lean forward and undo the ties on her wrist. Gently rubbing them and bringing them to my lips to sprinkle delicate kisses where they were bound. Her features soften as she watches me.
“I’m keeping these. My new good luck charm.” I wink just before stealing a quick kiss. A few moments later, I nab a cloth from the bathroom rail and run it under a lukewarm tap. Catching myself in the mirror, I look wild, but surprisingly free. My usual angry features are not even remotely evident. That’s the effect she has on me.
Returning to the bedside, I gently sweep the cloth up the inside of her legs and between. She’s now resting on her forearms, watching my every move intently. I can feel the cogs of her brain ticking from here.
“Whatcha thinking, Baby?”
“Is it like that for you with all the other women?”
“Never.” I reply simply. A smile dances across her lips.
She bats me away with the palm of her dainty hand. Even with full force, she wouldn’t move me an inch. But it’s cute she tries. I steal a quick kiss as I wrap my arms around her waist and roll us onto our sides, gently lifting her head to land on the fluffed Egyptian cotton pillow. Pulling her body into me feels perfect; spooning her back flush against me simply fits.
“Sleep now, Princess,” I whisper against her hair, pulling the stray strands laying over her cheek behind her ear.
Those three little words lay on the tip of my tongue. Something holds me back. I’ve never said those words to a woman before, hell I’ve never said them to anyone. But there is no denying how I feel. She is it for me.
Her breathing steadies, a slight whistle every time she breathes out. Closing my eyes, I settle my head and absorb the delicious scent of peach invading my scenes. My brain is completely quiet, another effect she has on me. Not only the beacon of light to my dark, the calm to my storm. Sleep comes easily with her wrapped in my arms.
