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  “Thanks, babe. That’s because you’re so tiny. Fuck, the thoughts I’m having. Damn, just thinking of you in my arms is getting to me,” I confessed. My dick was stretching my pants to the point I was going to rip them.

  “It’s funny because you’re having the same effect on me and that’s not something that’s ever happened.”

  “Damn, Denise. Tell me something else about you.”

  “I love to dance. How about you?”

  “I don’t know. I’ve never really danced,” I admitted. My father had been so controlling that life was dull, fearful, and structured.

  “Bullshit,” she laughed.

  I shook my head. “No, I really haven’t. My life has been really complicated, with a very strict upbringing. But if you want to dance, I’d learn.”

  “That’s sad. I love music and dancing. Hell, we’re in Texas. Not even line dancing?”

  “No. Nothing. It took until I was in the service to hear music with my brothers-in-arms.”

  “You were in the military?”

  “Yes, I served in the Army in Afghanistan.” It was a learning experience, and it wasn’t even the worst part of my life, even though I almost died. Under my father’s thumb, I’d nearly done so several times.

  She grabbed the drink her roommate left and took a sip. “Wow. How long were you in all together?”

  I needed a drink if we were going to talk about this. “Well, besides training and recovery, sixteen months. I was injured, effectively ending my military career.”

  “Oh no. That’s so terrible. Do you have a prosthetic?” she asked with concern, not because she was turned off.

  “No, thankfully, I was able to keep my limbs.” I tapped my thighs. There was plenty damage to them, but thanks to Jacob Middleton, I was able to recover with the best help possible.

  She squeezed my hand. “I bet it was scary. I’m glad that you’re still alive.”

  “Me, too. I never felt so damn thrilled like I do at this moment. Today has been one hell of a day.”

  “Tell me about it. I can’t believe this.”

  “Are you too embarrassed to dance with me?”

  “What’s there to be embarrassed about? You’re hot, strong, and built like a tank. I don’t think there’s a soul who would dare say anything to you.”

  “Okay, come on then, love. I want an excuse to hold you close.” She gave me a shy smile, but let me lead her out of the seats and toward the dance floor. The crowd was still there, so hopefully it would hide my inexperience.

  I pulled her into my arms and stole a kiss, then let her go so she could lead. Rocking my hips to the side, I felt the rhythm of the music. This didn’t feel bad, but I had no idea if it looked awful. We danced together for two minutes before the song ended and she scrunched her brows. “Liar,” she accused. “You can dance.”

  “I can? I didn’t say I couldn’t, but I never have. It’s easy watching you move.” We smiled at each other and I pulled her to me just as I heard the first pop. The next second, we were on the ground.

  Chapter 4

  Denise

  I screamed just like half the room, but I was being covered by Anthony. I didn’t want him to get shot either. We needed to get out of here. It took what felt like forever for the gunfire to stop. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I was shaking as he lifted me off the floor. I tried to pull him back down, but he was too strong. Before I knew it, I was cradled in his arms and being carried outside.

  “I’ve got you, Denise.” He held me close and walked down the street before he looked down at me. “Are you hurt at all?”

  “No, are you?” I asked, searching all over his body with my eyes and hands.

  He smirked before returning back to the serious expression. “No. They were shooting to the side of us, thankfully, but I don’t know how many were hurt.”

  “Oh goodness. Do you think it’s one of those terrorist things?”

  “No, more like a thug versus thug thing. I thought it was odd that there were several men in suits and older than me in there.”

  “Thank you for saving my life, Anthony.”

  “It’s okay. I need to get you home, but I’m afraid to leave you alone.”

  “Don’t leave me,” I begged. I didn’t want to be alone or more like without him. “Please take me to your place and make love to me.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Yes,” I muttered against his lips.

  “Fuck,” he growled.

  “Yes, fuck me, Anthony.”

  “Say it again,” he said, his voice thick with need.

  “Fuck…me…An…tho…ny,” I replied, taking my time with every syllable, making sure he knew I was serious. I wasn’t going to let this moment pass. I needed him, his strength wrapped around me, even for just one night.

  “I’m going to make you come all night,” he promised, kissing me hard. “Let’s get out of here before the police start asking questions.” That was a great idea. I didn’t want to be here another moment, and if we didn’t get out of here now, we’d be forced to wait until they were done with us and they would find out I wasn’t even old enough to be in this place and that my ID was a fake. I wasn’t sure what the penalty for underage drinking or false identification was, but I didn’t want to stay and find out.

  We walked down the street and he hit the unlock on his keys, then helped me into his Dodge Ram. It was huge and neat, just like him. It was a short drive to his place, an apartment building in a very nice area. I suppose his job paid very well. One day, I wanted that, but I had to actually go to college, something I wasn’t looking forward to: debt and more classes.

  I waited for him to help me out of his beast, not because I wanted him to remember I was a lady, but I was short as shit and this truck was too hard for me to get out of. He cracked a crooked smile. “I could get used to this,” he murmured as he wrapped his hands around my waist and lifted me against his chest, slowly sliding me down his hard body.

  I moaned at his words. I wouldn’t voice it, but I was hooked. I wanted to get used to it, but this wasn’t forever. This was just lust dominating us. I was dizzy with need. Without the club’s sweat smell, Anthony’s scent hit me hard in my core. My panties were soaked and he knew it when he reached around to my pussy and cupped it.

  “Just checking to see if you’re as wet as I am hard. I’m going to stretch you out and own your body until all you can think of is me.”

  Chapter 5

  Tony

  I was done. This woman was it for me and I didn’t need time to tell me so. It didn’t matter that I didn’t know everything about her.

  “Wow, this place is spotless,” she exclaimed, spinning around in my apartment. It was years of conditioning that made me a neat freak. I’d received the belt many times if my toys were out of their bin. Then he added tossing them out with an ass whooping.

  “Sorry, but it’s the way I was raised.” I shrugged. I hated thinking about my past, but it effected my present and that couldn’t happen now.

  “Goodness. I’m a slob compared to you,” she complained.

  “I don’t give two shits about how messy you are because I plan to dirty you and this place up. I want you on every damn surface.” I pulled her to me, slamming my mouth down on hers. My hands thrust into her locks like I wanted to from the start.

  “This is crazy,” she moaned.

  “Yes, it is, but it feels so damn right.” I tugged at the hem of her silky blouse and lifted it over her head. Fuck, I felt the first beads of cum land on my boxers. Her tits were more than a handful and I tested my assumption, cupping them. So perfectly soft. Her nipples pushed against the lacy fabric of her bra. I ran my thumbs against the hardened peaks, loving the way her body shivered with my touch. I reached for her skirt just as she yanked on my tie and pulled my mouth to hers again.

  “Is it normal to come from a touch?” she whispered. I moved my hand to the bottom of the skirt and slipped it under.

  “Let’s find
out,” I muttered against her swollen lips. My hand splayed across her mound. She was wearing lacy panties, too. I pushed the material aside and ran a finger along her seam. She moaned, her head pressing into my chest and her hips bucking toward my hand, craving more.

  “Take me to your bed,” she demanded, her voice husky with need. With ease, I lifted her into my arms and carried her to bed.

  As I lay her down, I remembered that I had scars from my injuries. “Denise, I’ve got some wounds that are pretty scarred.”

  “I don’t care, Tony,” she stated, reaching around and unhooking her bra. Her tits bounced from the movement and my dick jerked in my pants. I was so close to coming that I had to cool myself down. She was so unbelievably beautiful and seductive. I wondered if she was a virgin. Well, it didn’t matter. Tonight I was taking her, and was afraid to tell her I wasn’t giving her back. From the first moment I spotted her, I knew where I wanted this to end. With her in my life until we’re old and gray. I took off my clothes as she undressed herself the rest of the way.

  It was the first time that I threw a suit on the floor without a care, and I had a feeling with her, it would always be that way. I’d spent my life being extremely neat, but now I wanted her mess in my life. I needed it.

  I closed my eyes as she pulled off her panties because I was worried I would come hard without even touching her.

  “What are you waiting for, Anthony? I thought you wanted me.” She tried to come off like a sexy goddess, but I heard the vulnerability in her words. I stroked my cock as I climbed on the bed. I watched as she greedily took my body in, scars and all.

  “Part those thighs for me, Denise. I want to see your pussy.”

  “Take it easy on me with that thing, killer. It’s massive.”

  “I’ll do what I can. Now, part them,” I demanded. She complied with her knees bent and her feet planted. I moved my body to her center. I wanted to fuck her outright, but I knew that wasn’t going to make her come. Fuck, I wasn’t even sure she would come before me.

  “Are you going to put something on?” she asked. I hadn’t planned on it and didn’t have shit here, of course.

  “No, but I swear I’m clean as can be and if we make a baby, I’ll be there all the way,” I promised.

  “I’m on birth control.”

  “Then why are you stopping me, woman?” I growled, smiling down at her as I stroked my cock.

  “There’s nothing stopping you, mister,” she said, biting her lip and giving me the go ahead. Fuck, she looked so sensuous and yet damn innocent at the same time.

  I leaned forward and tasted her lips, then scraping my teeth slowly down her neck, I sucked on her pulse that was throbbing out of control. My hands skimmed her soft thighs, working their way up her hips as I envisioned holding them as I fucked my seed into her.

  Her breasts were large, and we both moaned as my hand cupped the round flesh. I plucked a hardened peak before running my tongue over her sensitive skin. Her back arched, pressing her breasts into my face and hands. The feel of her body responding to me went straight to my balls. “Ah,” she moaned.

  “You like that, Denise?” I asked after nipping on a breast.

  “Yes,” she whimpered, her hands thrust into my hair and pushed my head down. Her breast bounced as I let it go and moved back to her mouth. The carnal sounds coming from her lips were too much to take. I pressed mine to hers, pushing my tongue inside and kissing her until we pulled apart for air.

  Unable to wait any longer, I lined up the head of my cock with her pussy. I rubbed the tip against her lips, then pushed the crown in. Both of us were breathless as we adjusted to her tight hold on me. Fuck, her body was tight as hell. I pulled out then pushed back in, this time harder than the first. Immediately, I buried myself to the base and heard her bite back a scream as I tore her virgin flesh. Holy fuck.

  “Denise, are you okay?”

  “Yes,” she muttered behind gritted teeth.

  I was about to pull out when she tightened her hold on me. “Please tell me you didn’t lie about your age.”

  “I did, but I’m eighteen. Please don’t stop.”

  “Fuck, Denise, I don’t think I could stop even if I wanted to.” My hips started to move on their own, slowly back and forth, nudging her womb as I thrust forward. Her body began to relax and came alive after a few minutes, but I needed more. I was so close to coming that I had to get her with me. She was mine and I wasn’t going to give her back. I wanted to stake claim to her in every way possible. Fucking sucked that she was on birth control because her ass would be swelling with my baby soon, very soon.

  Suddenly, my father’s abuse pounded in my head, but I let all thoughts of his controlling ways leave my head because I knew that I couldn’t hurt her. She was too special to ever break. I pushed back in, over and over, as I reached between us and strummed her pussy. She moved her hips up, aching for more, but I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing. All I knew was that she had to come with me.

  I pulled out and settled my face between her thighs. Her pussy was wet from the both of us, but I didn’t give a shit, I wanted my woman to come. I pressed my tongue to her pink lips, licking and tasting the metallic sweetness of her virgin blood as I did. I was immediately hooked. I stretched her thighs further apart and drank from her pussy. One finger slipped inside as I stretched her tight hole. Her walls clenched around my fingers as her hips bucked and rolled. With a growl, I placed my hand across her mound to hold her still as I ate her up.

  “Fuck, Anthony, please. I need you. I’m so close,” Denise cried, her hands quickly tugged on my hair. She wanted me buried inside her and I was eager to please. I climbed up her body, sucking on her breast on the way before taking her mouth and kissing her hard as fuck as I thrust back into her tight heat.

  “Damn, you feel so good. I don’t ever want to get out. I might have to tie you to the bed and fuck you all night and continue again in the morning.” I looked into her green eyes that were glazed with desire. “You’re fucking perfect, Denise.”

  And like that, I felt her pussy clench around me, crying my name and pulling all my cum out. My seed flooded her depths and I roared as I pictured it taking root. My lips crushed hers. “Mine,” I muttered before collapsing to her side and pulling her against my body.

  She panted before whispering, “Goodnight.” And I fell asleep with my forever.

  Two hours later, I woke up hard as hell to find my sexy little thing grinding her ass against my cock. “Fuck,” I groaned.

  She gasped and halted her movements. “Don’t stop now,” I murmured against her ear as I pulled her back to my chest.

  Denise moaned then arched her back, pressing her ass harder against my dick. Completely awake and unable to resist the temptation, I climbed on top, kissing her at the same time. My cock pressed on her belly before moving into place between her thighs, leaving a trail of pre-cum running down her abs to her pussy.

  I fumbled around, trying to get inside her without the benefit of experience, but I could blame that on being sleepy. I caressed her thighs and ran my fingers over her wetness, feeling my way. I removed my hand and replaced it with my cock. God, I was clumsier than the first time. I pushed into her depths, this time sinking in without making her scream. Fuck, but just like the first time, I was ready to come.

  Once I was seated in her completely, I looked into her eyes. In the darkness they still shone a bright green. She was so damn beautiful, I had to reach over and turn on the side lamp.

  “Is something wrong?”

  “Only that the light was off and I couldn’t see your perfectly gorgeous face. Fuck, you’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.” I felt my cock throb as her walls clenched with approval. “Damn, that feels so good. In fact, too good. You’re going to have to take it easy on me.”

  “I don’t think I can,” she sighed, her body shivering as the beginning of her orgasm took hold. Her hands splayed across my back as her fingers dug into my flesh. She tossed her legs ar
ound my waist and held on as we fucked like beginners with need.

  She screamed, “Anthony,” as she took what she needed. With a growl, I pumped into her. I felt my cum shoot from the bottom of my sack and empty into her, a roar exploding from my body as it did.

  After coming down from the intensity, darkness awaited as we started to doze. I rolled to the side taking her with me and tried this sleeping thing once more, but if she started grinding against me again, we weren’t going to sleep at all.

  Chapter 6

  Denise

  I woke to the sound of my phone going off. I knew I was in deep shit as I felt the large strong arm draped over my body. Anthony had been amazing and it was everything I thought my first time could be, but he wasn’t looking for forever. A couple of drinks and a pretty girl offering up free pussy was a no brainer. He’d been everything I hoped for, but I remembered what men were after. I gave him the green light and he raced through it before it changed red.

  I wanted to see him again, but I was going to leave that to him. I had to get out of here. My shift at the hotel was starting in an hour, but I’d leave him my number. I slowly crept out of bed, being extremely careful not to wake him. With quick ninja-like moves, I grabbed my clothes and left the room to leave him a note and get my ass out of there. I hunted for my blouse that was still by the front door with his suit jacket.

  It took me a minute or less to get my clothes on. Except for my heels, which I would put on when I stepped outside. I couldn’t have the clicking of heels waking the sexy beast. I scavenged around his kitchen for a paper to write on, but not a paper was out of place. I opened several drawers, one of them being the silverware. I looked around and the man didn’t have a junk drawer anywhere. He was a complete neat freak. Gosh, we were polar opposites. My apartment looked like a bomb went off in it. There was no way in hell this relationship could work. He’d have to toss my ass to the curb because I wasn’t this meticulous about anything other than my birth control. And that was because I never wanted to fall into the “Oops, I’m pregnant. We have to get married,” trap. It ruined my childhood because my parents were too young, selfish, and stupid to not fall into it.