Chapter 14

Cole

“What do you want?” she asks me.

What a loaded motherfucking question. I want everything.

I want to rip my hoodie off her sweet body, fuck her until she passes out, and then keep fucking her until my cum drips from between her sweet, thick thighs and then I want to spank her ass until she can’t sit. I want to make her crawl on the floor while she begs for me to let her suck my cock. I want to fuck her tits.

I want to pick her up and hold her until she molds against my body and we become inseparable. I want to tell her I’m proud of the work she’s done and what she’s still doing for herself. I want to hunt her parents down and beat the shit out of them for fucking my girl’s head up so much. I want to hug the librarians who gave her a sanctuary. I want to turn back time and give my girl a better life than the one she’s lived so far.

I want to love her until the day I die.

I want to worship her. Spoil her. Protect her.

Keep her.

“Spread your legs for me.” I barely recognize the man I am right now. Gone is my go-easy attitude. Hello, feral. “Lift my hoodie up so I can see your pussy.”

“Your hoodie?” Haley spreads her thighs, flashing me her pink panties. “Possession’s nine tenths of the law, Cole. This sucker belongs to me.”

Dropping down to be eye-level with her, I run my finger along the seam of her underwear. The fabric’s damp from her pussy already. “And who do you belong to, Angel?”

“You, Daddy.” She leans back on her elbows, casting me a gorgeous smile.

“That’s right.” Hooking my finger under her panties, I pull them off and hold them to my nose. Holy fuck she smells good. Dying for a taste, I lower down and drag my tongue along her sensitive flesh.

Her moans are music to my ears.

Shoving my hands under her ass, I lift her up so I can eat my meal properly. Haley hooks her legs over my shoulders, and I’ve got her half upside down by the time she’s melting on my tongue. Haley tastes tart and sweet. Keeping her steady, I assault her clit with my mouth, alternating between licks and sucks until my girl’s writhing for me.

“I’m so close. Don’t stop.”

No problem. Tightening my grip, I hoist her a little higher until she’s nearly tipping upside down in my arms. Her ragged breaths saw out of her sweet mouth, faster, faster, faster.

Then she explodes. Haley’s hips grind against my mouth and chin as she rides out her beautiful release.

Gently lowering her down, I don’t take my hands off her yet. “Give me more.”

Going back for seconds, I eat her pussy like it’s my last motherfucking meal. Haley’s hands fly to my head, holding me in place. Her hips gyrate against my face while she takes what she needs from me. I shove a finger inside her, relishing how tight and soaked she is.

“Oh my God,” she cries out, coming again.

I make sure to lick every drop of her pleasure before I stop. “Such a good girl.”

Crawling up her sweet body, I shove the hoodie up so I can play with her tits. Sucking one nipple into my mouth, I play roughly with the other, loving how she squirms for me. “Take this thing off. I don’t want any barriers between us. I need every inch of you.”

My girl’s cheeks are splotchy and red. Her eyes are heavy-lidded too. Haley’s a perfect combo of precious and powerful. Sweet and seductive. Strong and submissive. She slips out of our hoodie and tosses it to the side.

“Put your hands behind your back, Angel.” I tie them together with her panties. After placing an open mouth kiss on her neck, I stand up. “Show Daddy how good you suck cock.”

My heart slams against my chest while I pull my dick out, and Haley opens her mouth for me. She greedily licks the pre-cum off the tip.

“Deep throat me, Angel. I want to hear you gag.”

I’m halfway in when the head of my cock hits the back of her throat. Haley’s nostrils flare and her eyes water as she holds this position and looks up at me. Her gag reflex kicks in.

“Easy, Angel.” Burying my hand in her hair, I hold her steady. “Breathe through your nose and keep your tongue flat.” Widening my stance, so I’m a little lower, it forces my girl to lean forward. “That’s it. Good job.”

She struggles to stay balanced with her hands tied behind her, so I hold her shoulder with one hand and place my other on her head. “Daddy’s going to fuck your pretty face now.”

With her tipped like this, I can reach further down her throat. Another two inches sinks into her mouth. Slurping noises follow.

Christ, why does that sound always get me going? The sloppier the blowjob, the happier the man. I will die on this hill.

My thrusts quicken, even though I stay mindful of how hard I am. The last thing I want is to damage her throat. “You take my dick so well. You’re such a slut for my cock, aren’t you, Angel?”

She sucks me off harder.

My toes curl. Before I blow my load, I pull out and step back, stroking myself. “Spread your legs.”

Haley’s knees scrape the floor as she widens her thighs. Staring up at me like I’m a fucking god, she says, “Come on me, Daddy. Cover me with it.”

Pumping my shaft, heat blooms down my back. My release hits hard. Ropes of cum splatter all over her face, tits, belly, pussy. I make a fucking mess all over her.

“Free yourself, Angel.” Her binds are easy to get out of. When she wiggles her wrists free, she pitches forward and immediately goes for my dick. Pumping it with both hands, she sucks on the head, trying to get every last drop out of me.

Holy fuuuuuuck. I’m too sensitive for this. I can’t… shit… I—

“Hold still,” she orders. Haley sucks my tip between her lips, running her tongue along the underside like it’s some kind of pacifier.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” I groan. “You’re gonna break me.”

She twirls her tongue around me, enjoying how unraveled I am.

“Enough.” I back away because if I don’t put a stop to this, I’ll tear her open with how hard I want to fuck her.

Giggling, Haley runs her hand over her tits and gathers some of my cum on her fingertips. Then she licks them clean. “I love the taste of you.”

Wiping her cheek off with my thumb, I stare down at her for a long moment. All my words catch in my throat. Before I can get my brain to sync up with my heart and mouth, Haley stands and picks her hoodie up.

“Stay?” she asks in a little voice.

I’ll stay forever. She only has to ask nicely. Nodding, I lift my pants over my hips and tuck my cock away. “Should I order dinner for us?”

“I can cook something.”

She can cook? That’s new. “Whatever you want to do is fine with me, Angel.”

With a smile, Haley turns to walk away from me. My instincts kick in and I snatch her arm, pulling her back into my chest. Our mouths clash and I kiss her like I’m devouring her. It’s possessive. Aggressive.

Desperate.

She presses against my shoulders, pushing me back. “I need food if you plan to spoil me with another round of that big dick, Cole.”

Right. Food. Water. She needs nourishment before I deplete her.

“I’ll order delivery.” Haley doesn’t need to cook for me tonight. I’d rather she relax in my arms instead. Wrapping my arm around her waist, I kiss her neck in lazy, open mouth kisses while I pull up Door Dash on my cell. “What do you want?”

“You.”

I smack her ass. “I mean for food.”

“Still you.”

I nip her neck. “Angel.”

“Smoked brisket, fries, and mac and cheese from Dave’s smokehouse, please.”

That’s more like it. “Good girl.” And she used her manners so well too. She just earned a few extra orgasms for doing such a good job.

Making quick work of putting in our order, I toss my cell onto the sofa and get back to using both hands on Haley. Fuck, she’s so sexy. And still so messy. “I want you covered in my cum all night. Don’t wash it off.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

She’s gonna be the death of me. I don’t remember her being this easily submissive before.

Then again, I didn’t use to be this dominant.

And I’ve barely started with her.

My gaze roams around her apartment, landing on the massive pile of boxes stacked in the dining area. She must eat on the couch or at the counter because there isn’t any other place to sit and have a meal here. “What’s all that over there?”

Part of me fears it’s a bunch of her personal shit she hasn’t bothered to unpack. And that stems from the stories she used to tell me about how she never even bothered to take her clothes out of her duffel bag when she was in high school because unpacking meant she was staying and that never happened.

“Event paraphernalia.” She flicks her wrist in a don’t worry about all that kind of way. “Vases, candles, condoms, chalk, ribbons. It’s a whole thing.”

“Back up. Did you say condoms and chalk?”

“Oh yeah. For emergencies.”

“The fuck kind of emergency requires those two things?”

Haley laughs. “You’d be surprised at how many weddings I’ve planned where a groomsman or bridesmaid wanted to go off for a quickie and needed a condom.”

No way.

“And the chalk is what I use in a pinch if the bride gets something on her dress. It doesn’t always work, but I can usually hide a stain with it.”

No shit. “Clever girl.”

She shrugs. “I’ve learned a few tricks over the years.”

I’m so goddamn proud of her for going all in with her event planning talent. She’s a natural creative, has great energy, and it’s obvious she loves her job. “I can’t wait to see you soar, Haley.”

“Aww.” She shoots me a sweet smile. “Thanks.”

The fact that she’s standing stark naked, covered in my jizz, while we’re having such a sweet convo kills me. It’s perfectly us.

And it turns me on like crazy.

Towering over her, I lift her chin and kiss her lazily while forcing her to walk backwards. Steering her all the way to the door, I drop to my knees. “Put your foot on my shoulder and listen for the delivery.”

“Cole,” she squeaks. “Wait. I can’t—”

“Shut up and do what you’re told, Angel.” I shove a finger inside her pussy. “Or I’ma put you over my knee and spank your ass until it”s too sore to sit on.”

Her inner walls clamp on my finger at my threat.

I take my good old time with her—teasing, edging, getting her to the point when she’s shaking against the door.

Then someone knocks.

“Tell them you’re coming,” I say, before latching onto her clit.

“I’m… I… fuck.” Haley panics. “I’m coming!”

I make sure she’s not a liar. Fingering her while I eat her sweet pussy, I make my girl explode with the delivery man on the other side of the door.

“Oh my God, Cole.”

Guess she doesn’t care that they can hear her. Good.

My girl gushes around my finger, coating my mouth and chin with her cum. The instant she’s done, I stand and gently push her away from the door so I can answer it.

“Thanks for waiting.” I flash the guy a big smile, knowing that my lips are glistening from my girl’s pleasure. “Had to have my dessert first.”

The delivery dude gawks at me.

Haley lets out a little squeak, staying out of his sight, still naked and panting like the needy little slut I love.

I snag the bag from him and wink, then shut the door and tip my head to the couch. “You’re gonna sit on my lap and let me feed you.”

She gives me the same look the delivery guy did.

“Don’t make me repeat myself, Angel. You won’t like the punishment.”

Her eyebrows raise. “Are you threatening me with a good time, Daddy?”

“Dick and orgasm denial sound fun to you?”

She rushes over to the couch and plops down.

“Yeah.” I arch a brow at her. “That’s what I thought.”