Chapter 16

16

CARSON

N ikki loves me.

Nikki loves me .

My hands automatically fumble with my belt as she rips off my t-shirt. I yank her dress over her head, hoping that I didn't just rip it. Usually she makes my hands as steady as they need to be to paint the racing stripe on a 1:18 scale diecast 1972 Dodge Demon GSS. But right now, she's turned me wild again.

We awkwardly hitch down my jeans as she grabs my already throbbing length. She's already over her shyness as I unhook her bra and fling it up onto the chandelier. "Amazing. I've always wanted to do that," I chuckle.

"You're ridiculous."

"Yup. You love a ridiculous Dirty boy."

She starts to speak but loses her words as the head of my hard cock nudges inside her. She places her feet on the chair rungs, lifting herself up and then slowly lowering down again, letting gravity do the work.

It takes a moment for her to take all of me, and she smiles as if proud of herself. "Big man." Her head shakes. "I don't know if I'll ever get used to all this."

"I dunno. After you ride me five times a day for a couple of years, you might."

Her eyes blaze, then she licks her lips, winding her hands around the back of my neck. She begins to move up and down on my cock, and I grip her waist to help as I capture her in another one of those all-consuming, life-changing kisses. "This hot little pussy was thinking about me all night, wasn't it?"

"Yeah," she gasps, as I dip my head and lightly scrape my teeth across her nipple.

Every single time I see the pleasure in her eyes, and feel it in her soft, delicate body, I feel like I have won at life. I'm already addicted to her sweet giggles. To the way her hot, wet pussy grips me so perfectly.

My hands slide down to her perky ass, helping her bounce up and down faster. She giggles sweetly, tossing her hair to one side as she buries her face in my neck.

"I love your laugh, my sweet Nikki. That's gonna be the focus of my entire life, to make you laugh. You know that?"

"Yes. And I believe you."

Even though we're always laughing, joking, having fun… She's awakened something slightly darker in me, making me feel raw and sexual and possessive. No. Not dark. She just makes me feel truly dirty in the best possible way for the first time.

My fingers dig into her cheeks as my legs propel me upward again and again, driving harder and faster. I've never felt so thick, my cock barely able to move in and out of her tight, dripping wet pussy. Her flavor still lingers on my lips as I kiss her again, rough and hard as I can feel her climax approaching.

"That's it." My voice is gritty. "Bounce on me. Grind that clit against me and make yourself come while your big man fucks you."

She's already nodding, her foot grappling with the chair to keep her balance as she leans forward to grind harder. Every stroke almost takes our breath away as we both lose ourselves in the moment, becoming undone.

" Mine ." My deep growl comes out of nowhere. "Nikki, baby, you're mine. Your sweet giggles. Your sexy wet pussy. Your every single need. Whenever you need something, come to me. I'm going to care for you, always."

"Yes," she pants. "Yours."

I lean back and to the side, using her weight to pull her ass harder, grinding my length inside her, scraping her clit against me as her eyes fly wide. "That's it. I can feel you tightening up, baby. Let it all go for me."

She nods again, her eyes sparkling at every dirty word I say. Then her eyes fall half closed as she shakes from head to toe, her pussy fastening around me so tightly that I have no other options.

Clutching her against me, I stand, lying her back on the table. I pound hard and deep and quick into her quivering pussy, staring into her eyes as she comes in a cacophony of shrieks, twitches, and flailing limbs.

I love the way she looks so wild – eyes flashing, throat flushing red as she loses herself in the moment. Her fingers trail down my abs to grip the base of my cock as if she wants to milk me dry. Every muscle is taut as I try to hold myself back, then everything releases with a roar as my pounding cock pumps her full of huge hot ropes of my seed. Her legs are wrapped around my waist, squeezing hard as we move together, both of us glistening with sweat, panting, utterly spent.

Holding her tightly against my chest, I rock my sweet girl gently as we catch our breath. "I promise, one of these times it'll be sweet and romantic all the way through."

She snorts, then looks up at me dubiously. "We'll see." Her hand slides down to squeeze my ass firmly. "So… How about I take you out on a date tonight?"

I tip her chin up with my finger. "Sure. Just this once."

"Only once? I would think that you'd want more dates than that."

"Yes, but I'm going to be embarking on an official courting process. Word of warning, there's gonna be a lot of math involved."

"Math?"

"Yes. I have to consult the rulebook to see how many formal dates, how many playful dates, and how many activity dates are required before I ask a certain…mmm… question…that will imply a certain permanence."

Her lips drift lightly across my chest. "How about I finish this project, get a paying job, and move here first? Then we can think about that."

"Anything you want, kitten."

As I hold my sweet girl close, I almost feel bad for lying to her so shamelessly about something so important. I'm going to be thinking about it now . There's no way on this Earth I'm going to let her move so far without a commitment, and that includes a diamond on her finger the same day she gets a key to my house.

Just because I'm a dirty boy doesn't mean that my beautiful girl shouldn't have a traditional, respectable life.

But I might wrap the ring in a giant green flag, just to make a point.

Well, and to make my beautiful girl laugh.