Inked (6 page)

“Cadeon, I wish you would stop torturing me.” Stella
moaned out the words. He continued to smooth his hands up and down her back,
her ass, and continued his downward path to the back of her thighs. And when he
moved back up he added a little tap to each cheek. She turned her head so she
could see what he was doing, because even though she liked how he touched her,
she also liked watching him. It gave her this thrill and caused her body to
grow hotter.

He got down on his haunches, grabbed a handful of
her ass in each of his hands, and spread the cheeks apart. When he leaned in
close her breath stalled at the feel of his warm breath teasing her pussy and the
cleft of her ass. A strangled sound left her, but she didn’t tell him to stop.

“I’m not torturing you, baby, I’m pleasuring you.”
After he said the words he placed his mouth right over her pussy and sucked on
her hard. He was relentless as he flattened his tongue and moved it up and down
the center of her slit, sucked her clit into his mouth, and hummed in pleasure.
He was a machine, or maybe a monster intent on destroying her, but either way
she liked his delicious wickedness.

Her orgasm went through her so powerfully that she
opened her mouth and cried out soundlessly. Cadeon was never-ending as he
continued eating her out until her legs shook and she couldn’t suck any more
air into her lungs. Over and over he nipped, sucked, and licked her pussy until
the wet sounds of his mouth on her filled her head. But he wasn’t done yet, and
that was solidified when he kept her ass spread open and ran his tongue from
her clit to her pussy hole, and continued up until he had his tongue right on
her anus.
 
His warm breath on her exposed
flesh had a shiver working through her, and although he had his tongue pressed
to her back hole he didn’t push it inside of her. And then he curled his
fingers into her flesh and started eating out her ass like he had her pussy.
She was slick all over, and the groans and hums told her Cadeon was pleased by
that fact. But never had a guy given her a rim job, and she never thought she
would have liked it. The feel of him moving his tongue up and down her ass,
twirling it around the puckered hole, and then dipping the muscle into her, had
her so inflamed with need that she could have come from that alone. Her clit
swelled, and her pussy became wet all over again as if she hadn’t just gotten
off.

“I want to fuck your ass, Stella.” He grunted the
words against her.
“But not tonight.
Right now I’m
going to fuck that sweet tasting cunt of yours until you scream out my name,
and every time you sit down you’ll think of me.”

God, that sounded so very good, and so very, very
bad. “Then stop talking about it and just do it.”

Chapter Five

Stella had never been one to just come out and say
what she wanted, even if she was around men that always told it like it was. She
had also never been sexually dominant, and telling Cadeon to just give it to
her already didn’t seem like her at all. But then again this whole encounter wasn’t
something she would have done, not until it had happened with Cadeon that is.

Cadeon slapped her ass again, and the pain/pleasure
mixed as one. “I know you want this as much as I do, but I am barely holding on
as it is, and you trying to exert your dominance
isn’t
going over well with me.” He smoothed the sting away that he had just caused
and covered her back with his chest. “Now, tell me that you’re
mine
, that I can do whatever I please to
you, and that you’ll ask me for more.” His voice was deep, and although it was
low it still had a sharp quality to it.

She had always wanted to be his, had dreamed of it. He
might want to hear her say the words, but maybe this was just what he did
during sex? Did he actually want her to himself, or was he just one of those
men that took control of everything, and having her submit her body and hearing
her say it was all part of the encounter?

You’re
thinking too hard on this. Give him what he wants because it is what you want,
too.

“I’m yours, Cadeon.” And then to add to it, she
said, “I’ve been yours for the last three years.”

A low, almost feral growl left him, and a shiver
worked through her body. But she sensed him move away and shifted so she could
watch him. He grabbed his wallet out of his jeans and pulled a condom out. It
shouldn’t have been erotic to watch him put that latex over his dick, but it
was, and a fresh gush of wetness left her. He stepped up behind her once more,
took hold of her side that didn’t have the tattoo, and grabbed his dick with
the other. She felt the thick crown of him as he placed it at her entrance, and
as if her body was thinking on its own, her inner muscles clenched, trying to
draw him in when he hadn’t even entered her yet.

“Greedy little thing,” Cadeon said low and rough,
and dare she say … possessive? Before she could say anything,
if
she even could say anything, he
started pushing into her. The stretch and burn were instant as the thickness of
his dick pushed through her body. She might not be a virgin, but
God,
she might as well have been for how full she felt while
he continued to shove himself into her. The pain was unlike anything she had
felt, and there was a moment where panic set in and she feared he would never
be able to be inside of her comfortably. But she was wet, soaking in fact, and
the more he pushed inside of her, the more that pain faded into pleasure.

“Cadeon, I am so full.” The words tumbled out of her
on a breath.

He shoved inside of her once more, and she knew he
had every long, thick inch deep in her body. A long, slow breath left her, but
she had her eyes closed and tried to grapple with the sensation that Cadeon was
going to fuck her, and he was going to fuck her on his terms.

“You doing okay, baby?”
He sounded strained, pained almost.

Stella nodded, not trusting her voice. He started retreating
from inside of her, and she clenched around his cock. When she thought he’d
pull all the way out he shoved back inside of her hard and fast. The momentum
had her upper body sliding up on the table, and her breasts made this slicked
wet noise as they moved on the smooth surface of the table. She reached out,
took hold of the edge of it, and held on as he started really going to town.

Cadeon slammed inside of her forcefully, and a cry
left her. It felt so damn good, and there wasn’t a part of her that he wasn’t
touching. He thrust into her, and pulled out, each time harder and faster. Soon
he was fucking her like a madman, and all she could do was hold on. The bandage
kept her tattoo protected, and it was clear he was mindful of her side as he
plowed in and out of her. But the discomfort that she had felt from getting the
ink faded as the ecstasy took its place.

“That’s it, baby.” She heard him grunt and pant
behind her. “You can take my fucking cock like a champ.” He continued speaking
like that, rambling off his filthy words until she felt another orgasm climb
inside of her from his dirty talking alone. But right before she came he pulled
out of her, and a disappointed noise left her.

“Cadeon, what are you—” Before she could get all of
the words out he had her turned around, gripped her ass, and shifted so he was
sitting on the table and she was straddling him. The move had to be some kind
of carnival act given how flawlessly he had done it.

“The next time you get off is when you’re riding my
cock, Stella.” He leaned back, but kept his hands on her waist, low enough that
he wasn’t touching the bandage on her side. He was fucking her, there was no
other way to put it, but he was also gentle.

With her legs on either side of his body she moved closer
until she was right over his dick. Even though he wasn’t inside of her right
now, she could still feel him as if he were. He had stretched her so damn good,
and had her craving for more.

“Go on, Stella, take hold of my cock, put it inside
of you, and ride me until you come so fucking hard you scream out my name.” He
stared up at her with half-lidded eyes, and then he slowly moved his gaze down
her chest, which was heaving, and right to her pussy. “Do it, Stella. Fuck
yourself on me.”

Oh.
God.
She reached down and between
their bodies and took hold of his thick erection. He was wet from being inside
of her, and she found that so arousing. Rising up until she could place the tip
of him at her entrance, she slowly lowered herself on him. But he took control
again and lifted his hips at the same time. He used the leverage he had on her
waist and pulled her down onto his cock. It was such a sudden, hard thrust that
her eyes rolled back in her head, and she gasped out in agony and ecstasy. She
swore she could feel him touch every single part of her inside, hitting
something deep within her that sparked tendrils of deliciously dark desires, which
controlled her. Neither spoke, but there didn’t need to be any words said. She
started riding him, lifting up and pushing back down easy at first so she could
get used to this new position. Over and over she did this, slowly picking up
her speed until she was bouncing on his cock and her breasts were shaking back
and forth forcefully from the act. Her clit hit the root of his shaft with
every down stroke, and soon she felt her climax rising violently to the
surface. But it was when Cadeon reached up and took both of her nipples between
his thumbs and
forefingers,
pinched them hard enough
that pain spiked inside of her, and then pulled and tweaked them that she felt
her orgasm burst through her like a turbulent storm.

“Oh.
God.
Cadeonnnn
.”

He groaned as soon as she had finished crying out
his name. He started lifting his hips up, slamming himself up and into her
every time she pressed down on him. She swore she could feel his cock pulse and
thicken as he came, and that had her orgasm intensifying. When the pleasure
finally receded she was so exhausted that she collapsed on top of him and
couldn’t stop herself from shaking uncontrollably.

He moved his hands along her shoulders, and only
used his fingertips to skim along her flesh. “Baby, you okay?”

She nodded, but couldn’t speak as she tried to gasp
for air. He lifted up, but kept her close to his body as he sat on the edge of
the table.

 
“Yeah, but I
don’t think I’ll be able to move.” His deep chuckle speared right through her,
and she relaxed against him even further.

“Good, because I don’t think I will be able to
either.” He chuckled and tightened his arm around her shoulders right before he
shifted her so she was now sitting on the table. He started picking up their
clothes, and she couldn’t help but blush at the sight of him bending over.
Every part of him was so hard with power and colored with a collage of ink.

“Um…” She looked down at her hands, not at all
feeling at all self-conscious over her nudity, but suddenly feeling a little
awkward on how things would proceed from this point forward. She sensed Cadeon
step up to her, and lifted her eyes from her lap to stare into his eyes. “What
now, Cadeon?”

“Stella—” His sentence was cut off when there was a
loud bang on the front door.

She covered her chest despite knowing whoever was on
the other side couldn’t see her.

“Here, baby, get dressed.” Cadeon was putting on his
shirt and pulling up his pants before she even had her shirt fully on. There
was another round of banging on the door. “Whoever is knocking down the fucking
door clearly doesn’t know we are closed.” There was a growl in Cadeon’s voice,
but he waited until she was fully dressed before he stalked toward the
entrance.

She turned and glanced at herself in the mirror, and
made sure she at least looked like she hadn’t just gotten fucked. Her side was
starting to throb now that the adrenaline high was wearing off. Steeping away
from the table and more toward the waiting area, she heard another loud bang on
the door, and then the sound of Booshie calling out.

“Cadeon, what the fuck?
Open this goddamned door.”

Cadeon stopped and turned to look at her with a
confused look on his face. “He
come
with you?”

She shook her head and smoothed her hands over her
t-shirt once more.
Dammit, what is he
doing here?
Cadeon unlocked the door, and Booshie came bursting in.

“What are you doing here?” she asked, feeling her
annoyance that her dad most likely sent him to keep an eye on her. Who knows
how long he was sitting outside just waiting for her to come out?

Booshie stepped fully inside, looked around, and
stopped when he caught sight of her. “
Prez
wanted me
to come and check on you since you didn’t answer your cell.”

She had grabbed her purse before walking toward the
door, and when she reached in and grabbed her cell she saw there were a few
missed calls from her dad. Stella had heard it ring, but talking on the phone
had been the least of her worries. “I was getting a tattoo. I wasn’t about to
tell him to stop just so I can answer the phone.”

Booshie shrugged and looked from her to Cadeon, and
then turned back toward her. “I thought I heard a scream.”