In Heat: Filthy Dirty Summer Page 4

  “You have a point.”

  “No she doesn’t. You’re getting bred tonight, kitten. Your centerfold kitty is getting torn in two and will be a sticky mess when I’m done.”

  “Anyway, I’m having your brother take me to my house right now. I’m going to leave the door unlocked just in case he decides to pop by after seeing us leave.” She winks at her. It wouldn’t matter because I’d fucking scale the side of the house to get inside if I had to. No one will keep me from my woman.

  It’s time to teach my future wife what happens to a man when she steals all his self-control like a greedy little brat.

  Twenty minutes later, an emotional Charlotte has a worried Callahan leading her to his car. Interesting, that little troublemaker is playing him like a fiddle, but I owe her a gift for sure. Now, to deal with my little centerfold. I enter the house through the back, slowly creeping up the stairs without making a sound. As soon as I reach her room, I open the door, slide in, and flip the lock shut. Before leaving the house, I turned off the cameras so there would be no footage of what we were planning to do tonight.

  “Did you forget something?” she asks from her private bathroom.

  “No.”

  A soft gasp and the sound of her toothbrush hitting the sink brings a smile to my face.

  “Rinse your mouth and come out here.”

  “Mr. Bellamy?” she asks.

  “Who else were you expecting, Cat?” I ask, pushing off the bedroom doorframe and moving toward the bathroom.

  “No one,” she stammers, eyes going wide with surprise and her pulse picking up in her slender throat.

  “Go ahead and spit. It’s going to be the only time tonight that it’ll be allowed, sweetheart.” Then again, I’m saving all my load for her sweet centerfold kitty. I lean against the open bathroom door and stare at my woman, watching her eyes widen in the mirror as she sees me in the reflection.

  “Come here,” I command after she turns off the faucet.

  “So you got my parting gift?” she says, trying to say goodbye to me. Well, she fucked up.

  Brows raised, I repeat, “Parting gift?”

  “Yes, something to remember me by when you leave.”

  Smirking, I shake my head. “That’s funny, Catherine. Very funny.”

  “What’s funny.”

  Grasping her chin, I tip her face up to look into mine. “The only thing parting ways are your legs and your little holes, sweetheart. You and I will not be. Do you understand me?”

  “No. I don’t.” She can feign ignorance all she wants, but tonight there will be no misunderstanding.

  I remove my hands from her body because I’m tempted to slide them off her face and down her body, but I want her to answer my questions first before I take what we both want. “What were you doing in my bedroom?”

  “You didn’t look at it?” There’s a hint of hurt in her voice as if I didn’t tear it open just to get a glimpse of her for myself. I nearly beat my cock again, but then I wouldn’t have enough seed to fill her up with tonight. It’s bad enough that I’ve been wasting so much of it lately.

  “Oh, I most certainly looked at it, examined it, craved it. I saw that you were being extremely naughty, but why were you there? Trying to get fucked? Or to get bred?”

  Her mouth falls open, cheeks flushed with heat. “What?”

  “You heard me.”

  “I don’t know….”

  I shake my head because she’s lying. “You know, but you don’t want to say it, kitten. You want to be bred because that’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to strip you bare and enjoy every inch of you before I shoot my load into your kitty. Get on the bed and pose for me.”

  “How?” Yes, that’s what I want to hear. No arguments, no refusals. Submission is the only thing I’ll be accepting tonight.

  “Just like this, Cat.” I pull out the centerfold. She turns pink with her tongue slightly peeking out from between her lips. “Come on, sweetheart. Show me how you were all spread out on my bed. I wish I’d known you’d had your sweet little pussy on my comforter. God knows I would have licked the hell out of that spot until I’d stolen every drop of your scent.”

  “Mr. Bellamy.” She blushes as her breath becomes soft, needy.

  “It’s Gabriel.”

  “Gabriel.”

  “Good girl, now get on the bed and show me that wet pussy.” With a brief second of hesitation to absorb the praise, Cat does as I command. She moves to her bed, climbing onto the mattress, kneeling, and then sitting with her thighs parted. “Don’t forget your hand.”

  Her fingers dip under the fabric of her pink pair. “Like this?”

  “Yes,” I choke out, clearing my throat that’s gotten extremely thick with lust. “Good girl. Now pull them out and bring them to me.” She’s hesitant but does my bidding; I open my mouth and suck her sticky sweet cunt juices off her fingers. A low grunt comes from my throat.

  “Much sweeter than I expected from such a filthy little kitten. Slide them off and part your thighs. I want to feast on your pussy before I fill it up.” She leans back and grabs the hem of her lace panties, shimmying them down her slender legs, nervous anticipation visible through her body.

  “Gabe, I’ve never….”

  “That’s good, baby, because none of those little boys would know what to do with you.”

  “I take it you’re going to show me just what I need?”

  “That I am,” I growl, spreading her thighs, sliding between her legs, and swiping my tongue along her soft, plump lips.

  “Gabe. Oh my God. That feels too good.”

  “And tastes better. Give me this tight pussy.” Wrapping my hands around her thighs, I drag her ass down to the bottom of the bed. “I’m not done eating until you fill my mouth.”

  She rolls her hips, moaning and digging the tips of her fingers into my biceps while I chow down on her sweet cunt. With a finger entering her slit, her tight hole squeezes me. “I need you to open up, baby or I’m going to hurt that pretty little kitty of yours, and we both don’t want that.”

  “But I need you inside me soon.”

  She has no idea that I’m not going to stop once I’m inside her. She’s feisty and anxious, full of need. “You will get my cock, but you better be sure because you’ll never get my dick out of your little hole.”

  “It’s just what I want. You always,” she moans, sliding her hands through my hair, mashing my face into her sweet slit. I eat her out until she cries my name, shouting it loud and clear. “Gabriel, I’m…coming.” Her thighs tremble, fingers flexing as I lap up her juices.

  Slowly I lift my face off her soaking cunt and look into her killer blues that have only brightened from her arousal. “You taste so good.” I kiss her mound and then sit up.

  Sliding off my shirt over my head, I watch her eyes take in my body. “You like it, baby girl?”

  “Yes, I need to touch.” She reaches out, but I haven’t forgotten what’s in my pockets. I pull out the ties and stare down at my young wife-to-be. Her eyes are pleading, matching her words. “Oh no, please. I’ve waited so long to touch you.”

  “Since you ask so sweetly,” I growl, snatching her mouth in a deep, hard kiss as I toss the ties on the floor. Our kiss doesn’t end briefly because every moan from her soft mouth makes me crave more. I grind my pants-covered cock against her sticky mound, causing my kitten to purr. I pull my lips away to ask, “Are you ready for me to take what belongs to me?”

  “Yes, it’s all yours.” She presses my face into her chest, which needs my loving attention. Her tits have been on my mind since I first saw them.

  I bite down and then look up at her and smile. “Good girl.”

  Her hips flex around me as her tension builds in her core. Sliding off the bed, I stare at her sprawled out on the pink sheets, looking innocent as fuck. I’m a dirty fucking old man ready to breed my little kitten in heat. Stripping down to nothing, I kneel on the bed with my huge cock bobbing between us.

  “Can I?”

  “Yes, baby. Go ahead and play with it. Get used to it because I’m going to put it in that pretty mouth soon.” She reaches out and takes it in her tiny hands, and I should feel wrong about this, but the fucking fourteen years between us doesn’t mean shit when she’s staring at my cock like it’s all she needs. “Go ahead, lick it. Suck on it, now.” I don’t know where the fuck that came from, but I want her puffy lips to take me down.

  “Yes, Mr. Bellamy.” She runs her tongue tentatively over the engorged tip, tasting the salty pre-cum I’ve got for her and then moans so prettily, I’m about to nut just from the sound.

  “Enough.” I pull my cock out of her grasp before I ruin what I have planned. “I don’t want my cum in your mouth. I want it between your thighs, filling your tight hole, breeding you. Making you mine. Isn’t that what my little Cat wants?”

  “Yes, please.” Lining up my cock, I stare into her eyes and smirk. “I’m going to tear you apart, princess and then put you back together.”

  I drive into her slickness, claiming her as mine. She cries out from the tearing of her innocence, but I can’t shake the pleasure I get from taking what I’ve been fighting since we met. “Breathe, get used to me, sweet thing.”

  “You’re too big.”

  “Just relax and take what I give you.” I bend down and kiss her lips until she arches her back, giving me a tiny squeeze around my cock. Her pussy’s so fucking tight that every time I move a centimeter, I feel like I’m going to explode. Breathing, I drop my head and cascade kisses along her throat and then to her hard pebbled tits that ache for my mouth.

  “Gabriel,” she cries.

  “Yes, baby?”

  “I need more.” I move, rocking my hips forward until I’m fully inside her w
omb. Fuck, it feels so incredible that I have to slide out and then in again.

  “More?” I ask, knowing that we’re only getting started.

  “Yes, please.”

  “I love hearing you beg, but you don’t have to. This dick is yours.” I move faster, slamming my cock into her guts, rearranging them as I grab her fingers and intertwine them with mine and lift her arms over her head, pinning her to the mattress.

  “It’s too much and yet, I need it,” she says, almost as if it’s to herself, eyes glazing with lust.

  “You asked for it, baby. You’ve been tormenting me, calling me like a cat in heat, and now you’re getting what you want. Take this big dick.” I dominate her cunt while sweat builds between our bodies. My tongue dips between her breasts, licking her damp skin, letting her pheromones become my favorite taste in the world. My biceps begin to throb as I keep her pinned to the bed, under my control, and I love the burn of my muscles. Still, I need her to be close because every second that her little pussy cradles my length, I’m about to finish. Releasing my grip, I slide her hands over my body, letting her touch the chest that has her attention, but I’m equally frenzied to play with hers. My thumb reaches between us, and I work her nub, strumming her clit.

  “Gabe, it’s happening again.”

  “Let it. Come for me,” I demand, kneeling back as I pump my cock into her tight sheath. Her mound pulsates around me, and I follow her, riding her fucking orgasm to my own, sending my baby-making load deep into her womb, hoping to do the trick.

  I collapse onto the mattress, making sure not to land on her before dragging her on top of me. “Rest; we need some sleep before I fuck you again.”

  “Okay, please don’t leave me.”

  “Never, baby.” Her phone receives a notification next to us, but I’m not letting her answer that shit right now. I pull her into my arms and roll her over. We’re going to be leaving this place before her brother returns. There will be no interruptions as I make her mine repeatedly.

  We wake up again, but this time, I have a message from her brother, and I smile. With a quick response: Of course, I’ll look after Cat.

  I get ready to take my woman home and take loving care of her.

  Chapter Ten

  Catherine

  He wraps me up in nothing but his dress shirt and my flat sheet and then proceeds to carry me through the backyards while the sun is still down.

  I know that my bedroom door is locked, so my brother won’t bother to come in if he does show up today. I have no idea what time it is, but my brother hasn’t returned, so I wonder if he stayed at Charlie’s house or went home. Her parents are visiting family out of state, so it’s not like they would know if my brother was staying there.

  “Relax. He’s not coming back until tomorrow. He shot me a text, asking if I could check in on you. He said Charlie’s better, but he doesn’t want to leave her alone. Yet he trusts you with your boyfriend. Speaking of…we need to talk about this boyfriend.”

  “What boyfriend?” I arch my brow at him like he’s crazy even though I see where this is going.

  “Your brother said you have a boyfriend.” Of course, he let that slip.

  “Charlie told them I did. She was talking about you.”

  “Oh. Are you fucking shitting me? I’ve spent all fucking day looking for any asshole on your social media page ready to kill a motherfucker.”

  “Yeah?”

  “Yes.”

  “Then why have you been avoiding me?”

  “Because you’re nearly half my age, and I shouldn’t be wanting to keep you knocked the fuck up.”

  “What changed?”

  “I got my head out of my ass and realized there’s no way I can leave knowing you’re not mine. I let it go on long enough. My will has been hanging on by a thread and then you had to go to the window in my dress shirt and I fucking lost it. I talked myself out of coming over here, but every fucking day was a struggle.”

  “Well, it’s your fault. You shouldn’t have beat off in the window, then I wouldn’t have gotten all turned on and then I wouldn’t have stolen your shirt.”

  “Baby, you’re the one who put your tits on display for the world to see. What the fuck do you think I was going to do? I wanted to take you back into the house, bend you over my knee, spank that ass and fuck you rough for showing off what belonged to me.”

  “We didn’t even know each other then,” I smile, feeling like I read him completely wrong.

  “The second we met, you were mine, Cat. Get some sleep because I’m going to fuck that mouth of yours next, and then I’m going take care of that sore kitty and make sure she purrs for me again.”

  “I’d like that.”

  It’s early morning when I wake up in bed alone. I look around the room and remember that he carried me back here. I duck my head and giggle into his pillow.

  “Damn, that is a sexy sight,” a deep growl comes from the bathroom door. I blush and sit up on the bed, feeling nervous and then I take him in. The man makes me look like the boorish one. He has no idea what his towel-covered waist body is doing to me.

  “Look who’s talking.”

  “It’s like you made me breakfast in bed,” I say, staring at the now tented towel.

  “Well, hurry. I’d hate for it to get cold.” I tear the sheets off me and crawl on all fours on the bed until my face is inches from his thick pride. I reach out for the towel and tug, freeing his massive cock that bobs in my face, nearly smacking me. A part of me feels like I missed out on a little spanking, but I’m sure he’ll reward me later.

  My hand doesn’t even fully wrap around the girth. Still, I need to get more of him. Yesterday he left me with a cock tease. I wanted him to fuck my mouth like I’ve been dreaming, but I know we both wouldn’t have been able to handle it. Today, I will give it my best. My tongue runs along the tip in circles, tasting him and the fresh shower. My thighs are soaked and sticky with need.

  “Good girl, take me into your mouth. I know it’s big, but so are those lips. Get to work and show me how much you want it.”

  “Yes, sir.” I take him down until I’m choking on his thickness. He pulls out, holding his cock in his hand while the other goes to my hair.

  “You’re doing good, baby, but you’re not done. I want you slobbering all over my dick like it’s your sopping wet pussy.” I do it again; this time, he guides me and I moan around his hardness, loving the velvety feeling against my tongue. My slit is probably soaking the bed under me. He groans as I get better, gagging less and taking more of his cock inside my mouth. I’m so horny that I take one hand and play with my breasts, rubbing my hard nipples.

  He pulls out, and I’m a bit upset until he tips my chin and says, “Sexy kitten, I’m not coming in your mouth. Give me that pussy. Turn around and stay on all fours. I’m going to fuck you like this.” My body is shaking as I try to comply quickly. I face the pillows and pump my ass in the air. His thick head runs along the seam as he stands behind me. “Fuck, you look so sexy.”

  His swift thrust into my hole prevents any reply other than a panting moan. My fingers flex around the sheets, taking my hard fuck with pleasure, coming fast.

  “Gabe, I love you,” I whisper, falling onto the mattress in a hazy mess. In a millisecond, my brain registers what I just confessed.

  I’m mortified and uncomfortable until his warm breath kisses the shell of my ear and he replies, “Good, baby. Because I love you, Catherine.”

  We wrap up in each other for the next couple of hours and then he helps my sore body into the shower. “We should head back before my brother starts looking for me.”

  “You do have a point, but there’s something I have to do first.” He reaches into the drawer beside his bed and pulls out a small box. Opening it up, he says. “You are the only woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. Will you marry me, Catherine?”