A Few Days Later…
Dakota Roth…
Stuart has been suspiciously quiet over the past day and a half. There have been no new texts. No attempts at getting in touch through my social media that he had started to do. Now I would be utterly foolish and naïve if I let myself think that it was over. And I am nothing if not street-smart. I just know he is gearing up to something. I wish I knew what it was because I am so on edge that I know the people around me are becoming concerned and worried for me. That is not something that I want.
Thank God for Charleigh, my best friend made me promise to keep her informed of what is happening and whenever Stuart sends a new text. I can't deny that it felt like a tsunami of relief when I finally told her what was going on, on, Saturday night. I have Uncle Remy to thank for that - he was after-all the one who put the idea in my head when he enquired about my infinity tattoo.
Jeremy. I wish I could say that I know what is going on with him and me, but I am no closer to understanding him than I am being able to perform open heart surgery. It is frustrating and I feel like I am walking around with permanently soaked panties. My poor pussy has never had such a vigorous work-out. I would be surprised if it wasn't red fucking raw at this point. I have never been so damn horny in my life. It is like a deep-rooted need that never goes away. It is there all day when I am in his presence and even when I sleep and dream of all the things that I want him to do to me. There is no getting away from him - he is everywhere, and it is messing with my head.
I hate that I haven't had much experience. I hate that I have absolutely no idea of what to do about this entire situation. I hate that I am not more confident. And I hate that he has backed off to the point where I am starting to question if he really did suggest that we sext this damn attraction out of our systems.
"...so, where we off to for lunch today?" Gavin asked from his spot leaning against my desk, facing me - his handsome face genuinely smiling at me as his muscular arms crossed his chest and his ankles crossed as he just looked like some sort of male model resting in a photo-pose.
"Gav' it's barely even ten am-" I laughed at his eagerness.
The truth was - he and I have sort of bonded. Not in a sexual manner, not when I embarrassingly gushed about how attracted I am to our boss. I just wouldn't have felt comfortable taking whatever it was between us further, given my heart lying with someone else. Give Gavin his due, the guy accepted it with grace and humility, offering to be a friend for me to talk to.
"And I am already starving," he chuckled as Jeremy suddenly appeared out of nowhere, "oh hey boss-"
"Don't you have work to do?" Jeremy grumped angrily, the tick in his jaw the tell-tale sign that he was in a mood, "I mean that is what I pay you for, isn't it?"
"Uhm sure, I was just on my break, and I thought I would come see my favourite girl!"
"Well, this is a business not a pick-up joint, I suggest you get back to it and save the flirting for your own time!" He snapped, "Dakota, my office now!" And with that he whirled on his heel and stomped his way back across the office space and into his office.
"I'm sorry Gav', he has been in a sour mood since I walked into the kitchen this morning," I offered and instantly caught the way Gavin's eyes travelled over my body and he gave me a smile, "what?"
"I think I know why he is acting that way," he pushed himself up from my desk and turned to walk to the elevator that would take him back down to his floor, but I gripped his arm.
"Well, are you going to tell me?"
"Let me just say that you are looking like all types of temptation today and leave it at that," he winked, "see you at 12.30 sharp!" And then he was gone.
Was he right? I mean I hadn't really thought about it when I got dressed this morning. I just grabbed one of my new outfits and pulled it on. And why did the thought of him being tempted make my heart speed up to almost unmanageable levels?
"Dakota?!" Jeremy's voice bellowed from his office.
Grabbing the iPad that he gave me for work purposes, I quickly rushed to his office. I actually thought that he must have left because the office appears empty but the moment I stepped further in, the door shut and the click of the lock had me spinning around to see him standing with his hand resting on the door, a wild look in his normally calm deep-blue eyes and his chest heaving like he had just run a mile.
"What are-you-do-doing?" I managed to ask.
"Giving in!" He stalked towards me, his hands suddenly cupping my face and his lips burned into mine with heat and passion that I had no option but to return. Running his tongue along my bottom lip as he moulded his lips to mine before running his tongue into my mouth grazing my own before sliding back along the roof of my mouth.
My brain scrambling to catch up to what the fuck was going on. My heart thundered a new wild beat against my chest wall and my tummy tumbled with what felt like a swarm of butterflies. And do not even get me started on the fact that my panties were instantly flooded, and my arousal was beginning to coat the top of my thighs. My arms wrapped tightly around his neck, more to keep myself upright than anything else.
The soft but firm stroke of his tongue grazing along mine once again, had me whimpering in a matter of seconds, which seemed to spur him on as his arms slid down from my face until they were wrapping around my waist and his big capable hands reached down further until he was cupping my ass, tugging me in closer to his body until I felt the wild throb of his engorged cock against my tummy. This wasn't just a kiss, no I knew it the moment his lips touched down onto my own, this was a claiming. This was a man showing his woman who she belonged to, and my God did it not turn me on.
I have never been into that macho bullshit where men assert their dominance over their partners but there was something about Jeremy that let me feel safe enough to give him that control.
Was it love? I don't know exactly but it was something that I have never felt before. I may be out of my comfort zone, but I have never felt more, safe to just hand over the reins to someone. I have never had the option to let someone just take over my entire being because it has always been me - alone. On my own against the world and even against my own mother.
"Goddamn it, 'Kota!" He growled against my lips that gradually came to a stop, his forehead against mine and his eyes burning with his desire and hunger, "you really think that I was going to be able to control myself when you got dressed this morning?"
"I-I- do-"
"I can only take so much temptation before I snap, beautiful and this-" he growled and sweet Jesus it sent another wave of arousal to leak out of me, "this was it for me, now turn around and bend over my desk!" His order was full of his confidence and authority, making my knees shake with excitement.
Rushing to do as he ordered, I dropped the iPad into the chair where I would have been sitting had this been about work as I had thought when I entered.
My heels have me standing a little taller than I naturally am, and I know this skirt gives him a glimpse of the swell of my ass at this angle and he confirms that by the animalistic growl that comes from him making my heart stampede in an attempt to break out of my chest.
"Fuck me!" He growled, stepping up behind me, his hands dropping to my thighs and grazing lightly up my flesh, "tell me this is what you want 'Kota, because I am barely holding on here!"
"This is what I want!"
The words are barely out of my mouth before he is gathering the pleats of my skirt up and draping them over my waist and yanking my thong down until he gets frustrated and literally rips it from my body with a grunt and I gasp, a little sliver of fear pushing through my arousal, but it is smothered when Jeremy leans into me, his mouth right next to my ear and whispers, "don't worry sweetheart, I will buy you more, just so I can rip them off you again!" Can anyone say GULP!?
I can feel the shaking begin in my thighs, I feel the need growing inside me as I try to concentrate on the moment and try to commit everything to memory so I can replay this over later when I am alone.
Without any warning, his hand comes down hard on my ass, making me gasp and jump from the shock of the impact. My head turns to see the devious glint in his eyes as he watched my ass ripple with the aftershock of his smack. I can see it in him - his restraint has snapped, and I am at the very epi-centre of the storm. Firmly caught in his sights and there is nowhere else I would rather be.
Jeremy Danielson…
From the moment that Dakota walked into the kitchen this morning I have been painfully hard. The little black pleated skirt that sat around her mid-thighs showed off much more skin than I was comfortable with, not because I didn't want to see it, but because I didn't want anyone else seeing what was mine. A white conservative shirt was opened low enough to show an obscene amount of her tits that peaked up in all their youthful perkiness. Red stiletto heels had her standing taller than she was and now that I had her bent over, I could see that the tights I thought she was wearing was in fact stockings attached to a sexy as fuck garter-belt. My cock was thumping against the zip of my slacks and my heart was thundering a powerful beat in my chest.
Ripping the little black thong from her hips was pure alpha hunger taking over my body. I had held out much longer than my cock was happy about. And he was intent on getting between those curvaceous thighs. Sooner rather than later.
The small gasp she made when I spanked her ass fuelled me on and I threw my hand at her other cheek, the first already stained with my hand-print, "your flesh looks so fuckable with my hand-print on it!" I groaned into her ear as I learnt forward and rested myself against her back, my hand finally snaking between her legs, "fuck, sweetheart you are soaked!" My fingers eased along her slit without resistance, but I wasn't ready to rush this, so I kept my fingers nestled between her swollen cunt lips, nudging against her swollen clit. See-sawing actions had her shaking quicker than I had predicted.
God, she feels so good. So soft. So smooth. So hot and wet.
Standing back up, I kept my hand between her thighs while my other came down harder on her ass-cheeks, the loud 'smack' sound bounced around the room in accompaniment to her 'ow' that died off into a moan when my finger grazed along the length of her engorged clit.
It was quickly becoming apparent that my girl was highly responsive to me. And that in itself was a fucking turn on.
From the moment that she walked back into my life - I have been tortured with thoughts of her. Images upon images of fucking her in every possible position plagued my mind like a cancer, eroding everything else until all that existed in me was her. But none of those thoughts even compared to the way I felt and the way she felt against my touch.
"Open your shirt-" I ordered her firmly and she moved to follow my order, "quickly, sweetheart otherwise I will take over and there won't be much of a shirt left!"
A sharp inhale of breath met my ears as she quickened her movements, and I felt another surge of hunger loop around my body like some sort of race car doing a lap on a track. It was getting harder to restrain myself.
Seeing her laughing and joking with Gavin only moments ago was the catalyst to this moment. I just couldn't stand it any longer. To know that she was making plans with him again for lunch. To see that they were clearly growing closer to one another. It was maddening and my jealousy reached its limit and well, here we are.
My eyes glued to the red hand-print on her porcelain like flesh. She was so beautiful that it hurt to look at her sometimes. The ache in my balls was growing as she finally pulled the shirt apart and I helped her remove it completely to reveal the matching lace bra to the thong that lay in tatters at my feet. Keeping my hand between her pussy lips, I slid my other hand around to her tummy and up the trembling flesh until I was easing one of the lace cups down to free her perky-tit into my hand. Perfect palm-size fat filled my grip, her already hardened nipple slipping between my fingers allowing me to pinch without letting the round fullness fall from my hold.
"Jesus fucking Christ, you are perfect, beautiful!" I groaned when her hips gave an involuntary little jerk against my cock and my responding jerk was enough to know that this needed to move along.
Easing my fingers up and breaching her tight wet cunt and there was no stopping the grunt that came from me as she clamped down around the invasion with such force that my mouth was practically salivating to feel her all around my cock.
"Mmmmmm-" her moan was the first sign that she was as desperate as I was.
"So, fucking tight, sweetheart!" I growled looking down to watch my finger sliding in and out of her perfect little cunt, "so wet and warm-"
"Please-" she begged softly, turning her head to look at me, the fire in her eyes momentarily stunning me immobile. My entire body stilled, my inner turmoil of this being my best friend's daughter eased away with the realisation that this was my woman. No longer was she simply just Jason's daughter - she was so much more.
My heart.
My soul.
My reason for being.
Wife.
Mother to my kids.
The great love of my life. The realisation that she was indeed the love of my life was something that could have brought me to my knees if I wasn't so hell-bent on sliding my cock as deep inside her as I can get.
First, I need to know, I have to make sure this is what she wants because the minute I claim this tight little body, is the minute that she becomes mine and nothing will take me from her. Mine means forever.
"'Kota?"
"Mmmmmm-"
"Is this what you want?" I asked, stopping my hands from moving and the soft whimper she made was the fucking cutest, most adorable sound I have ever heard and the fact I caused such a response has my balls ache that little harder, "because once I do this, once we come together that is it - you are mine forever, no walking away, no other men-"
"Mmhmmmm, as long as that means no other women for you either!"
"Never!" I growled, "this is really what you want?"
"Yessss Uncle Remy!" Now, I know people would be disgusted by that little comment but for me, it swirled the desire into a frenzy inside me - I mean I am not actually her uncle, thank God. My hands leave her hot little body and begin frantically tugging my belt open and then unzipping my trousers, pushing them and my boxers down to my knees.
"Shit-"
"What is it?" She turned back to look at me and her eyes widened at the sight of my bobbing cock, the head doused in pre-cum, sliding down the length of me, she bit down on her bottom lip, making me shudder with need.
"I don't have any condoms!"
"We don't need them; I want you raw!" Her eyes struggled to rise to mine but when they did my heart seized at the blind love staring at me.
"Are you sure?"
"Yessss, please fuck me raw, Uncle Remy?"
"Fuck!" Powerless to deny her what she really wants, I stepped up behind her and tilted her hips until she was on her tiptoes and jutting her cute little ass out towards me, "you are my deepest temptation, beautiful!"
"Then take me and make me yours!" Her moan had me gripping my cock and easing towards her swollen cunt.
"Tell me again this is what you want!" The head of my cock pressed against her tempting lips, eager for the heat and firm grip of her all around me.
"This is what I want Uncle Remy, now fuck me, claim me, make me yours and only yours!" Her voice has dropped to a husky, turned on tone and I have no option left but to give her what she has begged for.
Sliding through her pussy like a knife through butter until I am balls-deep inside her molten chamber. The walls of her cunt clamp down and she moans out in a sultry tone. The feel of her arousal had coated the entire length of me as I gave her a few moments to grow accustomed to my size.
"Fuck Dakota, you feel fucking amazing!"
"You feel so big Uncle Remy-" her tone is now strained, as if she was in pain.
"You, ok? It's not too much is it?"
"Oh God no, it feels so fucking good, I just need you to move, please - fuck me, use my body to get off-"
"Jesus Christ!" Not ever wanting to disappoint her, I pull back until only the head of my cock is between her dripping walls and then plunge back into her - the sloppy sounds of her arousal hum into the air along with her musky scent of sex.
The soft feel of her insides cushioning my rock-hard shaft is the most incredible feeling in the world. Sex had never felt like this before. Not so consuming. Not so right.
"Is this what you want?" I asked, thrusting harder into her and she moans, "walking around in front of me in those short-shorts and this dick-tease fucking slip of a skirt, did you do all that to entice me, sweetheart?"
"Mmmm-"
"That's not an answer!" Letting go of one of her hips, my hand spanks against her ass-cheek once again, and she lets out a barely audible scream, "answer me 'Kota? Were you trying to get me to lose control?"
"Yessssss!" She whispered in response, but I caught it and spanked her other cheek in retaliation, and she screamed out louder this time.
"That's right naughty little girls get punished for their actions," another spank to her cheek has her turning to meet my gaze.
"Owwwww! That, hurts-"
"That is why it is called a punishment, sweetheart. Wouldn't be much of a punishment if it felt good, would it?" I grunted holding her eyes in mine, "maybe you will think twice about teasing me in the future-" another spank and something shifts inside her, she lets out a breathy moan and I lose my rhythm for a few seconds but luckily, she was obviously paying attention as she keeps us going, "are you turned on by a little pain, my sweet girl?"
"Mmhmmmm!" Clearly that is a revelation for her as her eyes become heavier with her lust.
"That's my good girl," I growled, running the flat of my palm over the red hand-print on her flesh, coaxing the sting out of her cheeks, "now reach down and rub that tight little clit for me baby!" I demanded of her.
"Oh God!" She lets out another breathy moan.
"I need to feel you cumming all around my cock!"
My hips moved faster as she started to moan louder as the sopping sounds of our bodies created the perfect soundtrack to the moment.
It didn't take long for her tight little cunt to start fluttering around me, clenching around me so tightly that it was almost impossible for me to keep moving, but our bodies kept going, climbing towards a life-changing release that would bond us to one another.
My balls began to rise and tighten as she fell over the edge and soared – moaning my name over and over again. The frantic breaths and the furious thrusting of her hips dragged me off that edge right behind her. The sound of her name died on my lips as I roared with the earth-shattering climax the likes of which I have never experienced. My hips lost their pace, but we managed to keep moving and the tight constrictions of her climax milked my cock until I had nothing left to give.
The mix of our juices began to seep out of her tight little hole. Coating the length of my shaft and we both just slumped against the desk, panting, and heaving breath into our systems.
My entire world changed in that moment. This was my woman. All mine. Finally.