Chapter 44

Corbin

I would have stayed in the fancy hotel but they would have required a credit card.

My life is more along the lines of cash and no questions asked.

We’re not at some shitty dive motel infested with drugs and whores.

It’s the best place I can find to hide.

As far as the front person cares, my name is Elliot Richards and that’s it.

I pay cash for the room and add in a couple hundred bucks extra to make it known I do not want to be bothered and my name does not go on any lists.

Even though it’s a fake name.

We’re at the far end of the motel, which is perfect.

Slightly hidden from the world right now.

Not much time, Corbin… not much time at all…

In the back of my truck I have pillows, blankets, cash, and some heroin.

Call it an ex-convict survival kit if you must.

I always appreciate a good sleeping arrangement too. You learn that fast in prison. Blankets and pillows can be used as currency.

Once we’re in the room, the first thing I do is strip the bed of the blankets and pillows. I use my own. A thick sleeping bag on top of the bed, two blankets, and a few pillows.

There’s a simplicity to it all, which is good.

This is life for the next little while for my Katie girl and me.

I end up on the side of the bed, sitting there, staring at her as she stands in the thick, fancy bathrobe from the hotel.

He sent her there on purpose. To get her away from me.

“Come here, darling,” I order her.

She struts toward me with all the beautiful perfection she can possibly possess.

I open her robe right away and slide my hands over shoulders and down, stripping her naked.

The robe falls to the floor in a heap of luxury cloth.

And I’m now staring at luxury lust.

My hands touch her back and I pull her closer, smelling her tits.

My mouth seeks her right nipple, taking it. My teeth rolling against it, leaving my Katie girl groaning with seductive pain.

“Fuck,” I growl. “Oh, fuck, Katie…”

I move to her other tit and engulf her. Her entire tit in my mouth as I groan and growl.

I feel her touch my hair. Nervous to do so. Her fingers clawing at my head.

I pull my mouth away from her tit and look up.

“I love you, Corbin,” she purrs. “No matter what.”

“I know you do, Katie. I would end the world just to kiss you. I would kill a million men with my bare hands just to be near you. Smell your skin. Look into your eyes. Taste your fucking body…”

She melts right into my touch.

I grab her ass and pull her up on top of me.

I inch back on the bed, then hurry to open my jeans.

I stroke my cock free and move her over me.

Damn, she’s moving quick. She’s ripe. Her cunt is red hot and she’s so swollen right now she takes me with a little bit of ease.

I thrust up, pounding my cock into her.

My Katie girl throws her head back and lets out a scream.

She grabs for her own tits, squeezing them so tight she leaves scratch marks on herself. Her hips fuck . Hard. Really fucking hard.

She looks at me and I see her eyes filled with tears.

I smack my hands to her curvy hips and pick her up with ease.

Her cunt is a tight sheath, wanting my cum.

I lift her and throw her at the bed. Face down.

When I sit up, I hurry to take my jeans off. I notice the bathrobe on the floor and reach down, only wanting the part used to tie the robe shut.

Now I can have my way with my Katie girl.

Her wrists are tied behind her back and those are tied to her ankles.

Her body is curved at a wicked angle, thrusting her chest out.

Hog-tied, darling…

She’s on the bed on her left side.

I grab the sleeping bag on the bed and pull, bringing my Katie girl right to the edge.

I grip the thick base of my cock and then slap my hard shaft off the right side of her face. Right against her cheek. I’m wet from her cunt so the slapping noise is loud.

I do it once more and then slide my cock down and right into her mouth.

She whimpers and blinks fast.

I know she normally needs a second or two to adjust to my size, but we don’t have seconds.

I fuck her mouth like I fuck her cunt.

Hard. Fast. And fucking deep.

I have her throat memorized now. I know the exact spot where I can take her. Where I can bury my cock deep but not make her throw up. Not that I have a problem with that though.

My left hand presses flat against the right side of her face. There’s a red mark in the shape of my cock where I slapped her.

My dirty Katie girl… has she ever looked so beautiful before?

I press my hand harder to her face as I grunt.

I fuck her mouth with force.

Her jaw quivers as it tries to hold open enough to accommodate my size.

“Bite if you have to, Katie,” I growl.

She whimpers as her teeth close a little, cutting against the hard skin of my cock.

There’s a slight stinging along with the vibration of her mouth and throat when she moans.

I’m going to fill her mouth and throat with my hot cum now.

My hand moves to her hair, where I grip it tight, pulling as I want to.

My shaft is full of love and I roar with the violence of a lion about to feast as I feel the rush of my orgasm.

As my cock throbs, spilling cum into my Katie girl’s mouth, her teeth nibble harder and harder as she tries to swallow as much of me as she can. She’s purring, groaning, working so hard to drink my seed.

I continue to fuck her mouth for a few seconds beyond my orgasm.

Then I pull free, watching a string of spit and cum attach itself from my cock to her mouth.

It breaks free and falls to the bed.

My Katie girl gasps and chokes and licks her lips, not wanting to lose a drop of my cum. Some has already begun to dribble down her cheek.

I grab for the bathrobe tie that’s holding her wrists and ankles together, pick her up and flip her over with ease.

I climb up onto the bed and touch her hip and then her ass.

She’s got my heart pounding. My head racing.

I find myself standing up on the bed.

More than towering over her.

She turns her head and looks up at me.

This is what my Katie girl wants and loves. This is her love language. Pushing the boundaries of fantasy and fear. It’s not about a big, fancy house or a luxury hotel.

She can be tied up with the band of a bathrobe in a half decent motel.

My right hand suddenly grabs my saliva stained cock and I start to stroke.

I’m right back to full staff after just a few seconds.

My balls tighten and have the dullest of an ache in them.

“Katie,” I growl.

I stroke my cock harder, faster.

I’m not sure what’s exactly come over me at this point.

I reach down with my left hand and pull at the fluffy rope holding her wrists. I undo it enough so that she’s able to claw the rest of the way free.

As she does, I stand back up, tall, my hand pumping at my cock.

The moment she’s able to fully move, my Katie girl starts to sit up.

“No,” I command. “On your back. Legs wide. Fuck yourself with your fingers.”

She groans and does as she’s told.

She presses her feet together, her legs bent in a butterfly kind of position.

Her cunt is pink and soaked. Greedy for attention.

My Katie girl jams two fingers into her mouth and then touches herself.

I catch myself suddenly gasping for a breath.

“Oh, fuck,” I groan.

The sudden shock of another orgasm hits me so hard that my knees want to bend.

I crouch a little and keep stroking.

A second load of cum spurts from me.

It shoots out as a perfect warm rope and splashes against my Katie girl’s bottom lip and chin.

She cries out and arches her back, her two fingers sliding from inside her cunt up to her clit, rubbing so fast her tits are shaking like there’s an earthquake happening.

I grunt and growl each time my cock pulses.

My balls tighten and lift, working hard to throw my cum to her body.

I leave her glazed from her chin down to her chest. Some on her left tit. Some on her belly. A few loving droplets on her stubbly mound too.

I finally fall to my knees and rip her hand away from her cunt.

I move forward and slam my cock into her.

I’m still pulsing. She’s beginning to throb.

I lower my mouth down to hers for a wild kiss.

My cum on her bottom lip is now in my mouth and in her mouth.

My hips buck and thrust as I fuck her.

I’ve never felt like this before in my entire life.

I guess this is what you would call… love.