Vegas, Baby: The Complete Series by Fiona Davenport
4
Maddox
As soon as the girls left, I turned to Wendy. “When Ariel comes back, send her to my office,” I instructed as I walked past her desk. When another thought occurred to me, I stopped and pivoted around. “Unless the shop is on fire, I don’t want anyone disturbing me while she’s here.”
Wendy’s eyebrows rose, but I didn’t wait around for her to say anything. On my way to my office in the back, I stopped at each station to check in with the three artists on shift today.
Eventually, I got settled behind my desk and sighed in frustration at the mound of paperwork in front of me. I fucking hated paperwork. Wendy was doing her best to cover the front and temporarily fill the missing spot for an office manager. I really needed to find someone. Until then, I was doomed to a hell of my own making. So, I booted up my computer and got to work.
* * *
SLAM!!!
I jumped in my seat at the sudden crash of my door being flung shut with the force of a furious woman. It probably wasn’t the smartest reaction, but I couldn’t help grinning at the sight of Ariel standing in my office, her blue eyes bright with fury, looking like she was going to breathe fire any minute. She looked fucking hot, and I was instantly hard as a rock.
“What the hell, Maddox!” she yelled. “You marked me? This”—she pointed to her shoulder—“is freaking permanent!”
I leaned back in my chair and threaded my fingers together at the back of my head. “Yup.” My smile widened when her skin flushed even more.
“Who are you? Gary Cooper?” Ariel seethed and stomped her foot adorably. “What’s with the one-word answers?” She stormed over to my desk and bent over it, placing her palms on the top. “Explain yourself, Maddox Holt.”
I stood up and mirrored her position from the other side, bringing our faces inches apart. Her breathing picked up, and a different kind of heat churned in her eyes. “You told Belle that it didn’t make sense for you to get a tattoo since you weren’t doing it for your man.”
Ariel raised an eyebrow but didn’t comment, and I shrugged. “Since you’re mine, now you have one for the same reason.” Her jaw fell slack, and she just stared at me. “Honestly, baby. You’re lucky I didn’t just tattoo my name in big, bold letters,” I admitted with a smirk. “I haven’t ruled that out for the future.” I winked, and her face twisted into a scowl.
She stood straight and crossed her arms over her chest, which lifted her tits up. Since I was a man and my woman had a fucking awesome rack, I was momentarily distracted. “What do you mean I’m yours?” she snapped. “I just met you”—I prowled around the desk while she continued to rant—"You can’t just decide something like that. I mean—”
Her words cut off abruptly when I yanked her into my arms, pressing our bodies together. It was impossible for her to miss the large, hard bulge pressing into her stomach, and her mouth formed a cute little O. Her sweet, pink lips were begging for a kiss, and I was desperate to know if her mouth tasted as sweet as her skin.
I grabbed her chin with one hand and crashed my mouth down over hers. Since her lips were already parted, I slipped my tongue inside and groaned at the delicious flavor. She was every bit as saccharine here, and I had no doubt she tasted this good everywhere. It was very likely that once I got my mouth on her pussy, it would become my favorite dessert.
Ariel clenched the fabric of my T-shirt on my chest, almost ripping it off with the strength of her grip. I bucked my hips gently and was rewarded with a needy moan. I had to stop, or I was going to end up fucking her on the couch in my office.
I started to pull back, but Ariel chased my lips and expelled a small whimper that went straight to my dick. “Fuck,” I grunted before giving in to her demand and taking her lips in another soul-stealing kiss.
When she moaned again and gave as good as she got, I lost all sense. My hands went to her hips, and I slowly backed her up until she bumped into the wall by the door. I had just enough clarity to reach out and fumble with the handle until the lock clicked.
I grabbed her ass and boosted her up; using the wall as leverage while I guided her legs around my waist. My cock was snuggled up against the warmth of her pussy. Ariel moaned and let go of my shirt, only to slide her hands underneath the hem to explore the ripples of my abs.
My hips rocked involuntarily, and I groaned at the blissful sensation. Ariel’s head fell back against the wall with a thump, exposing her neck. I trailed my lips down her jaw and licked a path along her sugary skin. “Fuck, I want you,” I rasped. “I’ve never felt hunger like this.”
I rocked forward again, and she hissed, “Yes.”
I couldn’t believe I was going to take her for the first time like this, rather than in our bed, but fuck, I didn’t have a shred of control left. Except…I lifted my head and stared deeply into her blue eyes; cloudy with passion and need. “If you agree to let me take you, there’s no going back, Ariel,” I growled firmly. “You’ll be mine completely, no arguing or denials. Is that clear?” Not that I would have really given her a choice, but it would be easier if she gave in and didn’t continue to fight me about it.
“Do you want me inside you, baby?” I practically purred. “Because I’m dying to sink into your hot little pussy.” I circled my hips, and she moaned. “I bet you’re drenched, aren’t you, baby? Are you wet for me?”
“Yes,” she whimpered, her hands grasping my sides as she moved her pelvis, searching for relief.
My hands squeezed her ass. “Yes, what?” I asked firmly.
“I’m…um…wet.”
“And,” I prompted.
“Please, I want you inside me.”
Keeping her plastered against me, I backed away from the wall and carried her over to the black, suede couch on the other side of the room. Laying her down carefully, I let go and stepped back. Ariel squirmed and whined in protest. “Patience, baby,” I chuckled as I unsnapped her jeans. Sliding them down, I swallowed hard as her peach silk covered pussy was exposed. I tossed the pants on the floor and licked my lips. She reached for me, but I grabbed her wrists and shook my head. “I want to taste you first.” I glanced up, and my eyes raked over her beauty. “Lose the shirt, baby. Then I want you to keep hold onto the armrest behind your head. Can you do that for me?”
She nodded before tugging her T-shirt off and tossing it on her jeans. She was left in nothing but her peach underwear, which made her look almost naked. I stood and stripped down to my black boxer briefs. A smirk tipped up my lips when her gaze locked onto my cock, the tip peeking out of the top. “I’m not sure you’ll fit,“ she said as she worried her bottom lip between her teeth.
I crawled over her body to straddle her hips and cupped her face. “We were made for each other, Ariel. Trust me, when I’m ten inches deep in your pussy, it’ll be a fucking perfect fit.” Hands trailed down her neck and the valley of her tits before I popped the front clasp of her bra. Her breasts spilled free, and my dick wept with pre-come. Dipping low, I licked and sucked on one rosy nipple like a lollipop, scraping it with my teeth as I let it go before doing the same to the other.
Ariel shuddered and cried out. I wanted to spend more time on her tits, but the desire to put my face in her pussy was too fucking strong. I scooted back, gliding my hands over her silky skin all along the way until they reached the waistband of her panties. They swiftly went the way of the rest of her clothes.
When I saw the bare, glistening lips of her pussy, my cock jerked violently and spurted a little come onto her. However, my expression darkened into a scowl, and my hands clenched her thighs. “You better not have been shaving this pussy for another man,” I growled.
Ariel shook her head frantically. “I just prefer it. It’s cleaner and easier maintenance.”
My frown dissolved into a smile, and I petted her pussy lightly. “Good girl. No one else gets to be anywhere near this. It’s all mine from now on.”
She cleared her throat and squirmed a little, but not from desire. “Um…you’re um…the only one…” Her cheeks burned with twin spots of red, and she looked away.
Pride and happiness puffed up my chest, and I took hold of her chin again, forcing her to look at me. “You have no idea how happy I am to hear that, baby. I would want you no matter what, but knowing this pussy is and has only ever been mine makes me want to shout and beat my chest like a fucking caveman. I could come just from the thought of popping your cherry, baby.”
Ariel giggled, and the color began to fade as she smiled with relief. Then her expression darkened a little and she gazed at me warily. “I don’t suppose…”
“You’re not my first, baby. I wish you were. But you’ll be my last.” I shook my head. “I don’t even remember anyone before you. It’s been so long I couldn’t tell you the last time.” I hadn’t felt interested in a woman for years, and now I knew why. My heart had known I was waiting for Ariel long before my head.
She beamed at me, and I marveled at how damn beautiful she was. The urge to mark her inside, like I had outside, returned with a vengeance. I pushed one leg off the couch and knelt on the floor between her thighs. I didn’t waste any time burying my face in her pussy, drinking down every drop of her arousal. She tasted like heaven. Even sweeter here than anywhere else. It was like licking the frosting off of a cupcake. I didn’t know when I’d developed such a sweet tooth but I’d been right, this was definitely my new favorite dessert.
I sucked and bit on her clit in between long licks. Soon, she was crying out and her hips were undulating, begging for completion.
I worked one finger inside her and groaned. “You’re tight as fuck, baby. I have to get you ready before I put my big cock inside you.” With my hand and mouth, I pushed her over the edge into a screaming orgasm. I immediately popped up and clapped a hand over her mouth. “Your sounds are for my ears only,” I barked. “I want to hear you. Making you scream my name is hot as fuck. But you’re going to have to save it for when we are in our bed and not surrounded by my employees. Can you do that for me?”
Ariel was barely coherent as her orgasm washed over her, but she managed to nod. So, I went back to the task at hand. I carefully slipped two fingers into her pussy this time. As I ate, I used them to stretch her. Eventually, I added a third and made her come once more. She bit her lip hard to keep quiet, and I praised her softly as I licked her until her shudders subsided.
I’d have to go slow, but I was confident she was ready to take my dick. I kissed her mound one last time before standing and shucking my boxers. My cock was covered in pearly white come from steadily leaking while I ate her out.
The bit I’d dripped earlier was dried on Ariel’s skin, and it made me want to cover her in my seed so every inch of her carried the proof that she was mine. But I wanted to fill her pussy more.
I bent over her and plucked and twisted her nipples while I rubbed the tip of my dick along her seam. Ariel shivered and arched her back at the same time that she bucked her pelvis. Finally, I pressed the fat head of my cock in her little hole. I sat up and slowly, inch by inch, I pushed inside. I frequently stopped to allow her to stretch and adjust to my size. “You’re doing so good, baby,” I praised her as I used my thumb to rub circles on her clit.
When I felt the thin barrier of her virginity, I cringed at the thought of causing her pain. “Play with your nipples for me, baby,” I instructed. “Good girl.” There was no other way though, so I surged forward without warning, not giving her the opportunity to fret over it. She sucked in a breath and froze for a moment, tears forming at the corners of her eyes. I wanted to lean over and kiss away the pain, but I was buried to the hilt and her pussy had me in a vice grip. If I moved now, I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from thrusting and riding her hard before she could handle it.
“Just breathe, Ariel, the pain will pass.”
She took another deep inhale, then her hips shifted just a fraction of a centimeter. I clenched my jaw as pleasure shot up my cock, testing my tenuous restraint.
“I think it’s okay now. I”—I rocked against her—“Oh!” I did it again and she moaned, her hands clenching the armrest so hard her knuckles were white.
I held still for another moment and waited for her glazed eyes to meet mine. “Who does this pussy belong to, Ariel?” I demanded.
“You,” she whimpered.
I rocked against her again. “That’s right. When you let me inside you, gave me your cherry, you sealed your fate. You. Are. Mine.”
When she tilted her pussy up and clamped her walls down, that was it. I was lost to my hunger and need. I began to drive in and out, faster and harder until I was pounding her into the couch. She couldn’t keep her mouth in check anymore, so I covered it with one hand and used the other to spread her southern lips so I could watch my cock disappear inside her pussy, coming out covered in her sticky juices.
I was right on the edge, and I could see in her expression and feel in the tightening of her pussy that she was almost there as well. Come was already escaping inside her and it was at that moment I realized, I wanted to fill her womb until it was overflowing with my seed. I wanted to do it over and over until one of my boys took root. I wanted to put my baby inside my little mermaid.
I paused and took my hand from her mouth to plunge it into her hair, grasping it in my fist and positioning her head so I could look right into her face. “Are you on anything?”
Her eyes went wide, and she shook her head. “Crap. No, I didn’t have a reason.”
“You still don’t,” I barked. “I’m not pulling out, little mermaid.”
She opened her mouth, but I cut her off before she could say anything. “This isn’t up for discussion, Ariel. There will never be anything between us.”
I pulled back and thrust deep and hard, making her cry out in ecstasy. “Now. Come, baby. Milk my cock of every drop of come so you’re bursting with my seed.” Her eyes rolled to the back of her head on my next thrust, her pussy gloving me so tight it was painful. But the pain only added to the acute pleasure I experienced each time I fought to move in and out.
“Your pussy likes the idea of sucking my dick dry,” I groaned, throwing my head back and speeding up again. “Fuck, yeah. Your head may not admit it yet, but your body knows what you want. It’s begging for my baby batter.” My pace became wild and undisciplined, my mating instincts taking over. “Oh, fuck! Fuck! Squeeze that pussy, baby. Fuck, yeah.”
“Maddox!” Ariel keened, turning her head into her arm to muffle her cry. “Yes! Yes! OH! OH! I’m going to—"
She clamped down one last time before she detonated, shattering into a million pieces and her mouth opened in a silent scream. I followed right behind her, roaring as I exploded, blowing my load so fucking hard I saw stars.