Summer Time Sweets by Alexa Riley
Chapter 5
Washington
“Give me an update,” I say into my watch as I step out of the living room and into the hallway of the main building. I keep the door cracked so I can watch the couch. When I see Honor come out and lie down on it, I feel better knowing I can keep my eyes on her. She looks like she might go to sleep, and I check the time.
“We’ve searched the grounds and can’t find any sign of him. He somehow vanished.”
“That’s not the update I’m looking for,” I say as frustration takes hold.
What I want to do is go out there my damn self and find him. Then figure out what the fuck he thinks he’s doing by giving us the slip and then playing hide and go seek.
“It’s the best I can give you right now. We’ve got another team coming in to stand guard. We’ve got everyone we have on this. Do you need someone to come relieve you for the night?”
“No!” I shout, but then catch myself. “No, I’m good. I’ll protect Freedom. I’ll keep my communications on so you can update me every hour. You guys know what to do.”
“Yes, sir,” Mike says.
I stand there until the patrol guards come by and I get the same story from them. They’re walking the halls and checking the cameras, but whatever this kid did to get in here, he’s managed to evade all our security. But this wing of the White House is the most heavily protected, so while I don’t like Chad running free on the property, this is the best place for Honor to be.
I check the time again and curse. I keep telling myself I’ve waited all this time for her, and I should wait until the danger has passed to take what’s mine. But then as the minute draws near, I talk myself out of waiting. There will always be danger surrounding Honor. That’s why she needs me. Not only will I protect her, but I’ll make sure our family is protected, too. I’m the only one capable of doing it and I won’t trust anyone else. Not that I’d let another man close enough to try.
At eleven thirty I call for a security team to come stand outside Honor’s wing. I want them guarding the entrance while I’m ten inches deep so that I know I won’t be interrupted.
Once I’m inside that tight cherry she’s got between her milky thighs I won’t want to come up for air until I’ve had my fill.
“I want three of you on this door at all times. No one enters. Do you understand?” I ask the guards, who all nod at me.
I push the door open and step through, bolting it behind me. The sound causes Honor to open her eyes and she sits up on the couch, looking at me. Her wide-eyed expression tells me she knows it’s time, and I nod at her to confirm.
“Stand up,” I order, and she does as I ask.
I walk over slowly, peeling off my shirt and letting it drop to the floor as I do. Next I unclasp my belt and pull it off, tossing it on the floor, too. I unbutton and unzip my black pants.
When I’m standing in front of her, I can see her breathing pick up as she slowly takes a step back. For every step she retreats I follow until she’s backed against the wall.
Leaning close, I plant my palms on either side of her against the wall. I move in close to where my lips are against her ear, but I’m not touching her.
“I’m an only child, Honor. I’m used to getting what I want. And I don’t share what’s mine,” I say, and her breath hitches. “The day I laid eyes on you I made my claim. Do you know how hard it is to keep a toy in a box for three years?”
I run my nose against the shell of her ear, and she shivers.
“Take that fucking shirt off,” I growl, offended at the material that’s covering up what belongs to me.
She reaches down and grabs the edge of the shirt, pulling it slowly up and off her body. I lean back only slightly, not giving her any extra room to remove it. I stare into her eyes as I take one hand away from the wall and place it gently against her throat. I can feel just how hard her heart is beating, and the power of what I’m doing to her makes me impossibly harder.
“Are you scared?” I ask, and I don’t take my eyes off of hers.
“No,” she whispers, and I know she’s telling me the truth.
“I don’t deserve your body, but no man is worthy of it.” Slowly I trail my hand down her neck and between her tits. I place the palm over her heart and lean in close to her. “I’m a bastard for wanting you when you were too young to have. But I’ve bided my time and now the sweet treasure you’ve got tight between your legs is my prize.”
My watch beeps, and I know the smile on my face must be one the devil wears when he’s about to have his fun. I lean in close, our lips a breath away from touching.
“I’ll never be sorry,” I say right before I press my lips to hers.
I’ve thought of our first kiss a thousand times, but every fantasy I came up with was weak compared to what it’s like to have my lips on hers. She opens her mouth right away and I groan as my tongue touches her. I always thought the devil was the one calling the shots when he sent her to me. Why else would such beauty and innocence be placed in my hands to be protected? Hands that have fought and killed… I’m dirty and she’s fresh cream. This precious angel is opening up for me and I’ve been sent an eager virgin. She’s searching for more, and her excited tongue tastes me. Her hands are curious as they brush across my naked chest and then move lower.
My lips move down her neck as I kiss my way to her tits. She’s grown in the last year, and what were small buds grew into swells tipped with rosy pink nipples. I lick my way over to one then suck on the hard peak. She cries out and I put my hand over her mouth as I pop the nipple out of my mouth.
“You can’t make any sounds.” I shake my head. “There are three men outside who would kill to have a taste of what’s mine. They’d probably fight to the death to have a turn.”
She glances at the door and then her cheeks flush red.
“I won’t let it happen,” I say as I suck her nipple back into my mouth.
I take my hand away and she bites her lip and nods.
I kiss between each breast as I suck on one and then move to the other. I go back and forth until they are both shiny and dark red from my mouth. I squeeze them with my big hands as I kneel in front of her and kiss my way down her stomach.
“Pull your panties down for me,” I command, and her slender fingers trail down her belly to the edge of them. “Not all the way. Just low enough for me to see it. I want to kiss your pussy with the white cotton still on.”
I watch as she pushes it down just under her hips so that they’re snug around the thickest part of her thighs. Nestled in between them is her bare pussy and glistening wet lips.
“You shaved it?” I ask, not taking my eyes off my prize.
“Yes.” Her voice is shaky but sure.
“For me?” I lick my lips, my mouth watering.
“Yes, Washington.”
My name in her mouth makes me want to cream my boxers. Fucking hell, this girl is going to break me in half. I lean forward, pressing my nose against her soft mound, and inhale the sweet scent of virgin pussy. My tongue darts out and the taste of her hits me like a ton of bricks. If I wasn’t already on my knees I’d be on the floor. Nothing has ever been so fucking perfect before.
I run my hands down her body and around to her ass as I pull her forward and bury my mouth against her cunt. My tongue slides between her wet lips and to her clit without any resistance.
She tries to spread her legs, but her panties keep them tight together, and I smile against her. She rocks her hips while I move my tongue faster, and I can tell she’s going to be a quick trigger.
“Washington,” she says softly and with a plea in her sweet voice.
She’s probably never had an orgasm before and she’s about to have one that’s going to wreck her body.
I grip her ass tighter and suck on her pussy. She nearly falls over on top of me when her climax hits. I taste her sticky sweet juice as her pussy pulses and I drink it down. It’s so innocent that I can’t help taking extra-long licks of her far past the point of when she’s wrung out.
When I’ve taken my fill, I place one last kiss on her lower lips before I stand up and reach into my slacks.
“Sh-should we go to the bed?” she asks, her eyes heavy and her legs weak.
I shake my head. “If I get you on your back too soon I won’t be able to have you but one time,” I say. I push my pants down a little more and pull my cock out. It’s throbbing in my hand and the head is covered in sticky cum.
Her eyes widen at the sight of it and she gasps.
“That’s why we’re doing this here, sweet pea. You’re too little to take it all the first time, so I’m going to have to break you in nice and easy. Those panties are for your sake just as much as mine.”
I push the head of my cock between her wet lips and slide it against her clit. She pushes her hips forward, and I can feel her tight opening trying to take me in. Her panties are keeping her from spreading her legs, which means I can’t go balls deep and hurt her. It’s already going to be painful enough popping her cherry, but I don’t want her sore for days. I’ll need her again tonight. Probably several times, so I’ve got to restrain myself.
I thrust my hips back and forth, squeezing my length between her tight thighs. She rocks her hips and I grab the base of my cock so I can guide it into her. When I enter just an inch she hisses and I lean down, kissing her lips.
“This will only hurt a little bit,” I tell her, hoping it’s not a lie.
I push forward another inch, and she whimpers, but I’ve never felt anything so fucking good. It’s tight and hot and so goddamn sticky sweet.
“Fuck, let me in, sweet pea,” I say as I press my forehead to hers and thrust in a little more.
Her nails dig into my shoulders, but I keep on going, needing desperately to have as much as she can take. I pull back and then slide into her again, feeling her relax a little this time. She’s getting used to the invasion.
“That’s it, just like that,” I praise her. “You’re doing so good, sweet pea. Absolutely perfect.”
I pull out, and this time I look down to where we’re connected and see the streaks of her virginity on my cock. My jaw clenches and I growl as I thrust back into her, only to pull out and stare at it again. It’s a badge of honor to wear the blood from her untouched pussy, and I wish I could keep it on there forever.
I was right when I thought she was a quick trigger because she’s already clamping down on my cock like a vise. Her back arches against the wall and she closes her eyes tight, her pussy pulsing and her whole body flushing. I watch her cum and it’s so fucking beautiful I don’t want it to end. I don’t stop as I help her ride the wave of pleasure until she’s boneless.
“You on the pill?” I manage to grunt out as I thrust into her tight hole.
“No,” she moans. Her eyes are half closed and she’s looking at me with so much want in her eyes.
“I’m not pulling out,” I say, and it’s not up for negotiation.
If I get her pregnant I’ll take care of her and the baby. She’s mine, so there’s no point even discussing it.
“I want to feel what it’s like when you cum in me,” she says innocently. That knocks the air out of my lungs. She’s giving herself to me. Not just tonight. That’s what her words mean. At least to me.
“Be still,” I order, and she stops moving her hips.
I thrust my cock as far as I can without hurting her. I grab her hand and then bring it down to where we’re connected and put her palm against my balls.
“Feel it right here.”
Her little fingers explore the sack, and I press my forehead to hers and finally let myself give in to what I want. She makes a sound of surprise when cum pours out of my cock and into her in waves. My balls tighten and she massages them as my release moves up my shaft and into her waiting pussy.
I almost choke from the force of it and the image of her hands on me while I cum. I have to gulp in air as my legs become weak and I try with all my might to hold myself up.
“Fuck, I love you,” I say, burying my face in her hair.
I wrap my arms around her back and pull her body against mine. Feeling her bare tits against my chest feels so right. I never want clothes between us again.
When I’m greeted with silence, I lean back and look into her eyes. I touch her chin so she’ll look up at me, and I see tears begin to form there.
“Hey,” I say, and suddenly I’m filled with concern. “What’s wrong?”
“Did you mean that? Or is that just what you say after sex?”
“Honor, I’ve never said that to anyone before.” I lean forward and kiss her lips gently. “And of course I meant it. I wouldn’t say it otherwise.”
Her smile is so bright it could light up the White House, and I kiss her again because I can’t stand not doing it.
“Sir!” someone barks from behind me, and I glance over my shoulder to see one of the guards has just burst into the room and broken the lock.
“Get the fuck out!” I shout, because I’ve still got my dick in Honor.
He quickly runs out and closes the door behind him as I pull out and then yank my pants up.
“Oh god,” Honor groans as she covers her face with her hands.
“It’s okay. I’m going to take care of this,” I say, and she pulls her hands away to look up at me. “I swear nothing will take you from me, and I’ll make this right. I love you.” There is not a hint of doubt in my words, and she nods. I pull on my shirt and see my communication earbud on the ground. I must have yanked it out when I took my shirt off and not noticed. Shit, they must have been trying to get a hold of me. “Get dressed and go in your room.”
“Okay,” she says, grabbing her clothes off the floor before she goes to her closet.
I hope to god I don’t have to kill anyone right now, but I’m not above doing it to protect her. I know that eventually this will make it back to the president, but I don’t care what nation he leads, his daughter is mine.
