Whipping Girl by L. Jacobs
Chapter 24 – Alexander
“Get over here.” My voice is dark with desire, hard with lust. She doesn’t hesitate in her movements and neither do I, I pull her arm as soon as it’s within distance, yanking her until she’s stood directly in front of the couch. I slide to the floor between her legs, my back against the soft cushions as I pull one of her feet up to the seat so I can get a good look at the gorgeous folds of her sweet, pink pussy. I look up into her blushing face as I run one finger through the wetness that had started dripping down her thigh, she sheepishly looks away until I nip at her thigh with my teeth. “Keep those eyes on me, Angel. Be a good girl and I’ll reward you with my big dick, alright?” Her lips part at my dirty words and she nods her head demurely, unable to argue or tell me no in her overly excited state, it’s one of the reasons that I use it against her so often. I lean forward and take my first lick of her slick, sweetened cunt, groaning at the shock it always seems to send throughout my body. Heaven. She moans heavily as I grab her hips and dive in, eating her as if she’s my last meal. Her hands go to my hair, pulling at the strands as if she's worried that I will suddenly disappear and not finish her off. Her eyes stay on mine even as I nip, lick, suck and fuck her with my mouth, I watch everything pass through her expressive eyes even as she pours her honey down my throat when she comes. I can barely contain myself as I pull her down onto my lap, unbuttoning my jeans as quickly as possible. I had meant to tease her a bit more but I can’t fucking take it even a second longer, I’m about to enter her when she stills her hips.
“Condom! Y-you forgot the condom.” She stutters. Goddamned it! If I didn't already want Peter dead then this would be enough of a reason. Condoms. Ally missed her doctor’s appointment the day that she was almost kidnapped so now she is insisting on using them until she can reschedule. I’m resistant at every turn, I hate having anything between us.
“Baby,” I take her hand and bring it down to my shaft, wrapping her fingers around me as far as they are able to reach then pumping both of our hands slowly up and down. “You feel how hard I am?” I breathe into her ear as she places her forehead on my shoulder, weak in her arousal to have me. Manipulation at its finest.
“Yes.” She breaths heavily, squeezing my shaft and causing a bone deep shudder to pass through me. Fuck.
“You feel how hot I am?” She says something inaudible and I know I finally have her, I don’t care about the consequences, I can’t have a barrier between us any longer. I pull her by her hip so she is once again at the angle I need her to be as I line us up then push her down onto me in one long, fluid motion. Impaling her tight, wet pussy with my cock, I hold her still as her slick walls try to squeeze me of the come that my dick so readily wants to give her. It’s always like this with Allyanna, I had no idea sex could be so fucking incredible until I finally had her, now it’s so much more than an empty orgasm with a faceless target. I feel her inner muscles clench around my shaft, desperate for me to move her so she can get her release so I hold her still a little longer, wanting her innocent pleading.
“God, Alexander… please.” She begs so prettily.
“’Please’ what, Angel?” I grip her hips tightly as I anticipate her next words, wanting her more than my next breath.
“Please fuck me.” She says boldly, whining as she tries and fails to move herself over me. I pull my face away from hers in shock, anger and arousal at her words, hardly able to process the fact that my girl just said the word ‘fuck.’ I know I need to punish her, I also know that is exactly what she expected by her provocation. So I give it to her.
I fist my hand in her hair, pulling so it’s just on the edge of painful then I tip her head back so I can kiss and nip at her throat, I feel her inner walls pulse with each threatening bite of my teeth and I know this reaction is exactly what she was hoping for.
“You want me to ‘fuck’ you, huh?” I whisper huskily when I reach her ear, she swallows audibly then gives me an almost imperceptible nod against the tight hold that I have on her hair. I chuckle darkly, kissing her one last time on her collarbone before flipping us both so that she is kneeling and bent over the couch cushion, she gasps when I slap her ass cheek then spread her thighs to accommodate me. I’m driving back inside of her before she can take her next breath. I fuck her so hard that I can feel her womb take me on each and every thrust, I fuck her so hard that my balls slap her clit with each slam of my hips, I fuck her so hard the couch moves across the floor and I push into her harder to move us with it. She’s feeling the pain, I know she is by her pleading screams and whimpers for me to slow down, so I slap her ass again knowing that she gets off harder when I don’t give in to her pleading screams and whimpers. She loves it when I take what I want and I love when she takes me anyway that I want her to. We might be fucked up but this is us. This is how we do things, I run this shit and she gets off harder because of it. I feel the tingle at the base of my spine so I reach around her and thumb her little clit hard and fast, it takes no time at all before she tips her head back and screams my name, her cunt milking my dick with each convulsion of her orgasm and pulling me with her. I’m there with her, groaning my release as I hold myself as deeply inside of her as I can while filling her up with my come. I place my face in her hair while I regain my breath and vision. The scent of our sex hangs heavily in the air, that combined with her own delicious fragrance, has me ready to go again before I’ve even pulled out. Will I ever be able to get enough of her? I doubt it.
“Wow….” She says after a minute.
“Yeah.” I say, agreeing with her wording. I pull out of her warmth then move us both to the couch, laying her down on top of me so her head rests against my chest. I run my fingers though her hair gently as we come down from our orgasmic high. “You know I don't like it when you swear.” I say reproachfully.
“I know.” She responds on a sigh before lifting her head and kissing my chest. “I’m sorry.” She finally meets my eyes with a careful smile on her plump lips and I can’t help but crack one of my own even as I reach down to slap her ass again in warning, she yelps but keeps herself pressed against me.
“I know why you do it.” I narrow my eyes on her. “You know that I can’t control myself when you deliberately disobey me and that turns you on.” I tell her bluntly then grab her jaw to keep her eyes on mine when she tries to hide herself in my chest.
“Yes… and sometimes you tease me and I can’t stand it any longer.” She says shyly.
“If you knew how tightly I tried to keep ahold of that control for you then you wouldn’t be trying to fuck around with it. You know what they say about playing with fire...”
“I don’t want you to keep ahold of anything around me, I want you to be exactly who you are... I don’t even care if I get burned. Sometimes I can physically see you shutting me out and it hurts me, I push you sometimes just so you know that no matter what happens, I’m not going anywhere.” She argues.
“I don’t need you to tell me that you’re not going anywhere, even if you wanted to I would never allow it.” I tell her darkly, her little tongue peeks out to lick her bottom lip nervously and I give her a smile to soften my dark words. “As for the rest of it... I’ll work on it, alright? I don’t ever want you to feel like every part of me isn’t always with you, I’ve been trained to do that, to shut out highly emotional feelings so they never show.”
“Thank you. All that I ask is that you try, I just want all of you, even the darkness that I see lurking beneath your skin.” She climbs higher, her body moving tantalizingly against mine until her face hovers over mine. “I love you.” She speaks against my lips then dips down and sucks my bottom lip into her mouth before running it through her teeth as she releases it. My semi hard cock springs to life as I flip us over so I’m on top of her, kneeing her legs apart roughly then filling her tight, little passage in one hard stroke that has her gasping in both pain and pleasure.
“We’re going to be a little late.” I chuckle as I pull back my hips then slam home.
“ALLY!” Is the first thing that we hear as we walk through the doors of the little café. Ugh... Molly. “I can’t believe you’re actually here!” My girl is engulfed in her friend’s arms before she can even take another step and I sigh as I look around the room for the rest of our group. I spot Zeke when he raises his arm to signal me from a table near the back, I grab Ally’s arm to lead her back but Molly slaps my hand away. “Nope! You’ve kept her prisoner long enough, I get her for as long as we’re in this building!” Ally sends me a pleading look to ask me to be cool so I swallow down the retort, grinding my teeth as I follow quietly behind them. Molly starts clucking away in quiet whispers and Ally laughs at whatever her friend says while I roll my eyes and rub my temples when I feel a headache coming on.
Josh introduces his new friend Ivy as we reach the table, everyone takes turns hugging Ally and chattering away, I nod my acknowledgment to her friends as I take the seat next to Zeke.
“Molly? Really?” I whisper in disbelief. Don’t get me wrong, she's a pretty girl but damn she’s noisy. And what is up with her inability to call people by their actual names?
“She’s hot and I like her.” He shrugs. I laugh at his explanation, alright then, none of my business. “You guys are kind of late… traffic?” He smirks when I narrow my eyes at him in warning.
“You are late! I’m starving, let’s order.” Molly announces. She waves her arm obnoxiously, flagging a waiter to take down our orders. I keep vigilant of our surroundings while we eat, not taking the chance of letting my guard down again. I’ve got my Desert Eagle packed away, a fact that Ally had briefly complained about before I quickly shut that down, she should know better by now that I’m not taking any chances when it comes to her safety. I watch as they all converse, growing more and more irritated with Molly as she monopolizes all of my girl’s attention. I know I need to learn to give her a little space with her friends but I don’t think that's going to be happening anytime soon. I hate this. I hate sharing her, I hate not having her complete attention and I fucking hate when other people think they can dictate what is right in our relationship. It makes me a selfish asshole but guess what? Selfish asshole doesn’t give a shit.
I’m staring at her, watching as she throws her head back and laughs at something someone said, her freckled nose crinkling in that perfect way that only she can pull off when she finally looks over and catches my eyes. Her smile softens as she takes in my face, probably noticing the irritation that I thought I was doing an award winning performance trying to hide, she rises from her chair between Ivy and Molly and walks over to me almost in slow motion, or at least that’s how my brain processes it in my relief. Her face warms affectionately when she reaches my seat, lifting one of my arms off of the table she then places herself sideways in my lap. I see nothing but her as she leans in close and pecks me on my stubbled cheek, my blood pressure lowering exponentially with her closeness.
“Better?” She asks softly in my ear. I sigh, nodding my head once in confirmation. She turns her head to continue her conversation but everyone's eyes are stuck to us now. This would make a normal person uncomfortable but my girl just laughs and makes a joke about being newly engaged causing everyone to gasp and shout their congratulations at the two of us. I squeeze her hip to show my appreciation over her public acceptance of our engagement, I want everyone to know and I really thought I was going to have to piss her off again by announcing it myself.
“We need to talk about this morning, Alexander.” I sigh as I shut the hotel room behind us… I knew this would be coming.
“Talk away, baby.” I say as I walk into the bathroom to avoid the conversation but Ally follows hot on my heals. The rest of the lunch with her friends went fine, Ally remained in my lap until we all said our goodbyes then headed in our different directions, which was my favorite part. I could tell something was on her mind on the ride back to our hotel, she seemed fidgety and nervous so I had assumed she would want to talk about the birth control issue. As far as I am concerned it’s a non-issue, I just need to convince her of that.
“We can’t do that again until I see Doctor Stevens.” She fidgets when I turn my gaze on her, but keeps going. “It was careless, the chances of me getting pregnant are pretty much zilch this close to my period, hence the reason that I am not freaking out, but I don’t want us taking any chances.” I walk up to her slowly, a half smile coming to my face when I’m standing over her, looking down at her.
“You don’t want my baby inside of you?” My finger slowly circles her belly button and her breath hitches as she looks down toward the movement. My touch is soft but the implication is anything but. She takes a step back and her eyes widen as they swing back up to meet mine.
“Alexander, we need more time.”
“How much time do you think we need?” My forearms go above her head once she reaches the wall, imprisoning her with my much larger body.
“I- uh. You’re putting me on the spot!”
“You said you didn’t want me to hold back anything from you, Allyanna. This is me not holding back, I asked you a question and I want an answer. How much time?” I bend my face to hers, kissing the tip of her freckled nose, her light eyebrows, then her flushed cheeks. “Answer me.”
“Maybe a few years?” She breathes, her body warming with my closeness, she closes her eyes as I seduce her with the light touch of my lips.
“Two, three, four? How many is a few to you?” I continue, bringing one large hand down to palm her breast through the light cotton of her pink shirt.
“Two, maybe three.” She arches her back into my hand, trying to get the friction that she wants. I pinch her hard nipple causing her to gasp in pleasure and her eyes to open and lock on mine, her pupils dilating with the arousal that I’ve created.
“I don’t want to wait.”
“Alexander…” she warns weakly.
“I don’t want to wait for anything with you anymore.” She releases a breath of frustration at my announcement.
“I have school, we’ll have a lot going on after next week when we close on the house, we have to furnish it and paint it. There is a lot that goes on when you buy a house.” she’s ticking off her excuses as if she’s trying to convince herself just as much as she is me. “and we’re not even married yet! No. No baby.” she quickly ducks under my arm when I bend my face to kiss her. I slap the empty drywall then turn toward her, eyes narrowed in annoyance at her blatant rejection.
“I’m not letting you seduce me into this, Alexander, that’s not fair!” I huff out a laugh but grab her upper arm as she tries to walk past me, her pissy attitude clear on her face.
“I want this.” I tell her seriously, pulling her closer.
“Well, I don’t. Not yet anyway.” She looks down at my t-shirt covered chest then wraps her arms around my middle, squeezing out any distance between us then looking up into my face. “I get it, you know... you’re trying to tie me to you in every conceivable way so that you don’t ever lose me and I understand it –I understand you- but forcing our relationship to move at an unnatural pace is only going to cause us problems. Please, Alexander… I’m begging you to understand that I want your children but we need to wait to let the dust settle around us a little first.” I search her face as I contemplate pushing this, I know I would win this argument if I really tried, I can tell she isn’t as abhorrent to the idea as she would like me to believe... but forcing the issue right now will only cause her to resent me and that’s definitely not something that I want. She’ll see it my way soon enough, so I’ll let her believe that she’s gotten her way. For now.
“Two years. Tops.” I give in. She smiles as she releases the breath she was holding.
“I can work with that.” She stands on her tiptoes as I bring my face down to hers, kissing her soft, pink lips.
“You better make that appointment, I’m not wearing fucking condoms for two years.”
“Yes, Alexander.” She says mockingly, laughing when I slap her on the ass for her battiness.