Ready or Not (Aspen Ridge Holiday Novellas)

15. Wes

Chapter Fifteen

WES

I bite down on Lilith’s clit as I press two fingers into her. Her back arches off the floor as she continues to writhe underneath me, pushing her pussy into my face. Goddamn, this woman.

She is so fucking hot. So responsive, so wet that she’s dripping down my chin, my beard drenched with her juices. Just how I want it. I love every moment of being between her legs. I never want to come up for air. Suffocation by Lilith’s sweet pussy seems like one hell of a way to go out. And as much as I want to make this last as long as possible, I’m eager to finally be inside her, my dick so hard and angry that it’s painful as I stroke it in my fist.

“One more, my little demon. Give daddy one more.”

Her legs tremble on either side of me, her abs contracting as her moans fill the space. Another swipe of my tongue and bite between my teeth and her walls clench tightly around my fingers, her clit swelling and throbbing hard against my tongue. She gushes, her sweet taste flooding my mouth.

“That’s it. I want you messy, baby girl. I want you dripping so you’re ready to take my fat cock.”

“Fuck. Daddy! Wes! Fuck! Yes!” she screams.

“That’s my good girl. Come for me. Let Daddy have all of it.”

Her body responds so well, coming so prettily, giving me the orgasm I so desperately wanted from her. Her skin is flushed from the pleasure, makeup running from her eyes, dirt dusting her fair skin. She’s never looked so raw, and I fucking love her dirtied up.

The moment her legs stop shaking I sit up on my knees, stroking my cock and sliding it back and forth through her folds, spreading my leaking precum over her sensitive, swollen cunt. She squirms, trying to force me inside her. I don’t make her wait long. Grabbing her hips between my hands, I lift her ass off the floor, lining her up with my cock before driving in until I reach the hilt in one powerful thrust.

My head drops back as I feel her sheathed around me for the first time. She gasps, trying to pull away from me as her body fights to adjust to my size. She’s tighter than I ever could have imagined. A perfect fit. I pull out slowly, watching as her pussy grips me, trying to suck me back in.

“You’re mine, Lilith. You’ve always been mine. Say it.”

“I’m yours. I’m yours!”

“Who do you belong to? Who’s the only one dark enough to give you what you truly desire?”

“You, Wes. You.”

“That’s right. We belong together, little one. Nothing will ever change that.”

I continue to thrust into her, her hips moving and meeting me stroke for stroke. Her pussy spasms around my shaft, her walls tightening and making it difficult to pull out, her body claiming me in the same way I’m claiming hers. I pull her legs up, forcing her to wrap them around my waist while I dig my fingers into the meaty flesh of her ass, lifting her bottom half off the ground. The position gets me deeper, pressing the tip of my dick to her cervix. I pound into her, giving her what I know her body needs. She screams every time I hit that barrier, tears streaming down her face, her black eye makeup dirtying her up even more. She’s a mess, exactly what I wanted.

The wind howls and moans around us, the cold air pebbling her nipples to stiff peaks behind the corset hiding them. I slow my pace, holding myself deep while rotating my hips, moving inside her in a languid dance. Reaching into the pocket of my jeans, I pull out my pocket knife. Her eyes widen as I flick it open, her mouth dropping open in a silent scream.

I place the flat side of the metal against her lips. “Shhhh. I’ve got you. I’ll only ever give you pleasure. The pain only makes it that much better.”

Her body relaxes but her pulse beats wildly in her neck. I love her fear. I lift the fabric of her tiny dress and cut, slicing down the center at her chest and using my hands to rip it open. Her breasts fall free of their confines, small, barely a handful, with little pink rosebuds pebbled and begging for my mouth. I lean forward, ready to feast on those sweet, perky little tits, and suck a nipple into my mouth.

Her moans are music to my ears as I suck. Pulling my hips back, I pull out to my tip and slam back in, picking up my pace. I release her nipple with a pop, bringing my blade back up to her sensitive flesh.

“I’ve been dying to taste you since you pricked your finger on that rose,” I confess.

Delicately, I flick my knife over the top of her breast, cutting her just enough so that her blood pools across the nick. She flinches and gasps but doesn’t fight me, never tells me no. With my eyes on her, I bury my cock in deep and drag the pad of my tongue across her blood, the taste of iron bursting on my tongue.

“Oh, god, Wes.” Her moans fuel me, and I lock my mouth around it, sucking, pulling more from her, disappointed when the cut is too small. I repeat the process on the other side, only slightly deeper, completely feral and lost to the taste of her lifeblood. Her orgasm comes out of nowhere, her body shaking under me as she screams out, her nails digging in and dragging across my shoulder blades, breaking the skin. I knew she would love everything I’m capable of giving her. And this is only the beginning. This is only one piece.

I’ve had every bit of her now. There is no longer any part of her untouched by me. Satisfaction fills my chest. I take her mouth in a bruising kiss, our lips pressed tightly together as our teeth clash and tongues twist. When I release her, blood is smeared behind, and that’s my undoing.

“I’m going to come inside you, Lilith, but you get to decide where.” I thrust hard into her pussy as I grind out my next words, “Your cunt.” I move my fingers through her swollen lips, pushing them in deep. “Your mouth.” Moving them under us, rimming her little asshole. “Your ass? Tell daddy where you want to be filled up.”

I pick up my pace, pulling all the way out and slamming back in. Her breasts bounce with the motion, her face twisted in a look of pure ecstasy. I love that I can make her feel this way, pull her free from all the expectations of her parents, life, and society. I know people—especially the people in our small town—will gasp and whisper, some will have issues. Our eighteen-year age gap will be enough to have people in her family clutching their delicate pearls. Add in the fact that she dated my son and we’re a walking, talking recipe for an old-fashioned stoning. But I don’t give a fuck. I’ll protect her from it. Nothing is going to take her from me now.

“My mouth. I want to taste you,” she finally answers, ending my torturous wait.

My eyes are heavily lidded, my vision no longer clear as I stare down at her. How could I ever deny her?

“You want daddy to fuck your face, Lilith? Is that what you want?”

I expect her to look at me with shame, unsure if my son left any damage from how he treated her, but her eyes light up in excitement, her body flushing with color as her pussy flutters around me. Yeah, that’s exactly what she wants. I could let her have control, I could let her get on her knees, let her lead, but that’s not what she asked for. Not what she needs. I pull my cock from her body and she whines at the loss. As she moves to sit up off the cold, dirty ground, my hand moves to the center of her chest, holding her down as I climb on top of her, straddling her waist.

“You want to be fucked? I’m going to fuck you,” I say as I lean in and suck her lip into my mouth, dragging my teeth across it until I taste her blood. She whimpers before it turns into a moan. I do it again, biting a little deeper this time before repeating it to her top lip, leaving those plump pillows coated in her blood. I lean into her ear and whisper, “Because I don’t want to accidentally kill you, tap my leg if it becomes too much.”

I don’t waste any more time talking, her mouth primed and ready to coat my cock in her blood and saliva. I didn’t realize how badly I wanted this until this moment. My balls draw up and I have to talk myself off the ledge.

I move up her body, lining my cock up with her open, eager mouth before sinking into the warmth, her tongue caressing the underside of my dick, her mouth suctioning around me. I pull out, looking down my body to watch as her blood trails behind where her lips touched, admiring the red saliva rivulets dripping off her face. I smack her cheek with my cock before falling forward above her head, holding myself up with my hands. My eyes roll to the back of my head as I thrust back in, hitting the back of her throat. She gags beautifully, her hands shooting out and grabbing my ass, pulling me in deeper. How the fuck I lived thirty-eight years without this woman is a mystery, but I’ll be damned if I live a second longer without her.

I fuck her mouth, just like she wanted, not holding back. One of her hands disappears for a moment between her legs before returning to me. Her hands grip the cheeks of my ass, spreading them open, and I can’t help but tense. There’s no way?—

“Ohhh fuccccccck,” I moan loudly as my hips stutter. Her wet, smooth fingers rim my asshole, pressing on the tight nerves there. She gathered up her fucking cum for lubrication. My smart, dirty little girl.

“Fucking. Do. It,” I grit out.

One of her fingers breaches my hole, sinking in slowly, and the moment she reaches my prostate, rubbing the pad of her finger along that sweet spot inside me, I see fucking stars. My body stiffens, my cock hardening further, and I thrust three more times before I’m coming—lost to the most powerful orgasm of my entire life. My cum spills down her throat, filling her completely and overflowing, leaking out of the corners of her mouth. Her finger continues its motion on that spot inside me as the pleasure nearly makes me blackout.

I ease out of her mouth, and she slowly pulls her hand back, severing our physical connection. I drop down next to her, pulling her flush against me, wrapping her tightly in my arms as she gains control of her breathing, our hearts beating rapidly against each other.

“I’m not done with you yet. You still need to be punished.”

“Punished?”

“You’ve been such a good girl for me, Lilith. But I need to teach you a lesson.”

Her eyes widen as she starts to pull away from me, but I don’t let her get far, grabbing her legs and dragging her back to me. I stand, picking her up in my arms like she weighs nothing at all. She fights me, pushing against me as I drop her onto the medical chair, forcing each of her limbs into the straps. She screams out, her nails scratching and digging into my flesh. Once she’s completely restrained, I stand between her spread legs and look at her.

“You’re a fucking divine goddess. I need to know that you learned a lesson tonight.”