12. Filthy, Filthy Girl

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FILTHY, FILTHY GIRL

DIVE DEEP (HUSHED), ANDREW BELL

Alex

I walk inside after feeding the animals and telling my mom I have someone over. We usually have coffee together mid-morning, and I didn’t want her to think I abandoned her today. She didn’t ask lots of questions and just said to have fun.

I’m hoping Livie is done so I can hop in the shower real quick and see if she’d like to spend the day together. I’d be happy to spend the day doing whatever she wants as long as I can spend it with her.

“Liv,” I call, knocking on the door to my bedroom. There’s no answer from the other side. I push the door open and after I step into the sunlit room, I see there’s a beautiful girl, wrapped in a towel on top of my bed and sleeping. I smile to myself at the sight. I grab my phone from my pocket, get closer to her, and snap a picture. You can’t see anything other than her shoulders and her half- dried hair splayed across my navy comforter. The angle highlights her profile and her closed eyes. Her eyelashes kiss the top of her cheeks and she looks so at peace.

I upload the picture to my stories with the caption “my own little holiday gift,” and put the phone down. I cover her soft curves with the blanket and back away to go shower. I hope the mix of quiet and steam help me figure out how I’m going to let Livie know I might be falling in love with her, no matter how soon it may seem.

“Good morning, Shortie,” I say to Livie, who finally rolled to her back. She’s been sleeping for three hours and I don’t really blame her. She woke up so early today and had a workout. Well, two workouts. I’m sure she’s tired so I just let her rest. I answered some emails and RSVPed yes to an event on Sunday with the hope she’ll come with me. It’s a benefit gala for the women’s shelter in Jacksonville. I’ve been wanting to organize some drives and activities with them, but it’s hard for them to trust a man who the media portrayed as a player.

“Three times, Alex. I’ve fallen asleep near you three times in the week we’ve been hanging out together. How is that even possible?” she groans, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

“It’s my comforting presence,” I joke and she lifts her hand to her forehead, making her towel come undone. Her breasts peek out from where they were hiding, but she’s still mostly covered. All I want to do is pull the covers down, to reveal all the curves hiding underneath.

“No, I think it’s your cookie scent. Makes me feel like Christmas morning wrapped in a blanket.” She pulls herself up to her elbows, the towel shifting more and making all my Christmas wishes come true with that sudden movement.

“What cookie scent?” I ask, getting up from the low chair I was sitting on. Her body is in full display and she hasn’t attempted to cover herself, so I use that to my advantage and look shamelessly.

“You, your house, your sheets—all of it smells like a Christmas morning baking session. You say I smell like strawberries? Well, you smell like a blanket and warm cookies. Like the best hug on a busy day. Agh, it’s not fair.”

I chuckle at that and climb onto the bed. Livie scoots back, raising up to her elbows and looking at me sheepishly. “This—” she adds, waving her hand and pointing to me “—is not fair either.”

“What’s not fair, Shortie? That I want to devour you whole the minute I look at you, or that you’re not only the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen but somehow also the cutest?”

Livie giggles. “It’s not fair that you smell like that while looking like this, and on top of that, you’re kind and funny. And a damn good listener, too.”

“You forgot good in bed.” I cage her body with mine and kiss her softly on her lips. I let my eyes roam her body slowly, and when I finally reach her face, I wink and smirk, pulling an eye roll from her.

“Cocky, too. That’s what I should have said. You have something to back up that statement, Alex?”

“I have two or three tricks up my sleeve.” I crash my mouth to hers, kissing her and holding nothing back. I kiss her soft plump lips and once they’re swollen and perfect, I kiss her jaw, her earlobe, and her neck. I kiss and lick right above her collarbone until she’s a writhing mess under me. ?

I cup one of her perfectly round breasts, so full and needy for attention. Her body is a damn masterpiece. All soft curves and sized to fit my hands, my mouth, and my dick to perfection. I haven’t been able to keep our night in the truck out of my mind. “I’ve been dying to be inside of you again, Liv. I can’t wait to bury myself in your perfect little cunt.”

She lets out a gasp as she hooks her legs and around my hips. “Then do it, Alex. Fill every inch of me up with your dick.”

“Liv, is your sweet little cunt needy for my dick?” I rasp and her eyes flare with fire.

“So needy for you, and you have too many clothes on.” She bites her lower lip and moves touch her clit. “I can touch myself if you need a little bit more time to get ready.”

“Such a sassy little brat you are. Hands up.” When she follows my command, I yank both of hers above her head. Pinning her hands down, my mouth lowers over her hard brown nipple.

“Mmm, yes,” she whispers, arching her back and pressing harder into my mouth.

I continue kissing her from her breast all the way to her pelvis, a perfect trail of lust and desire. “God, your body is so perfect, Liv. So fucking perfect.” She shivers under me in responds to the praise. When I reach her center, I open her lips up with my finger, bringing my tongue right over her clit and licking her slowly.

“Fuck,” she moans, this time louder than before as she wiggles under me, trying to get free from my grip.

I chuckle against her clit. “Oh, no, no—you said you were needy. This is me giving you what you need.” I start again, kissing and teasing her until her whole body is tensing. I know she’s almost there, but before she can come, I stop.

“What in the world, Alex?!” Liv shouts, her legs falling limp as she tries to free her hands again.

“You said you were needy for my dick. I was just getting you ready for it,” I say with a triumphant grin as I pull my pants down with my free hand.

“I thought you said you weren’t an asshole, Alex.”

“It’ll be worth it, I promise. Now lift your ass for me, Liv and don’t move your hands.” I drop her hands for a minute, so I can grab a pillow to slide under her. With this new angle, I can see all of her opened wide just for me. I stroke my dick once, feeling the precum right on my tip and sliding it down to the base of my dick.

“You’re so hot, Liv, look what you do to me.” When she sees how hard I am for her, I see her pussy clench. “You like that, Livie girl? You like knowing what you and your perfect body do to me? I’m so fucking hard it hurts. Are you ready to take me like the good girl you are?”

“God yes, please fuck me already."

I reach over to my nightstand, grabbing a condom and opening it up with my teeth. I slide it over my dick as Livie watches my every movement. I grab one of her legs and place her foot on my shoulder, giving me the perfect angle to slide into her and reach that spot I know will make her shiver instantly.

“Oh fuck,” she moans. When I reach my hand back up to where her hands were waiting, still crossed over her head, I feel like the luckiest man alive.

“Good fucking girl, Liv. Not moving your greedy hands like I told you. You know what happens to girls who listen?” I ask, knowing damn well she can’t form words with me touching her like this. With me talking to her like this. “They get rewarded.“ I slam into her hard, touching that spot again and earning me another moan.

“You like it when I talk dirty to you? My filthy, filthy girl? It’s like you were made for me.”

“Alex,” she cries, breathy and unraveled.

“Come for me, Liv. Let me feel this perfect little cunt tighten around my cock.”

She bursts around me, and it’s the prettiest sight I’ve ever seen. She doesn’t come moaning or shouting my name. No; she closes her gorgeous brown eyes and lets out a silent breath with her pretty, plump, and swollen lips slightly open. Her fingertips graze over my hands, digging her nails in and lifting her hips higher to reach the exact spot she wants. Her coming undone so gracefully under my body, with my dick deep inside of her, makes me lose control. With another pump surrounded by her warmth, I follow her and lose all my bearings, too.

I let go of her hands so I brace and bring my elbows on the bed, careful not to collapse over her. I bring my forehead to hers, evening out my breaths as I say, “That was…”

“Perfect,” Livie finishes my thought. “That was perfect.”

I lay down next to her, both of our chest rising and falling, and I close my eyes—wondering how the fuck am I going to let her go in five days.