Book 0.5 by S. P. Macomber (e novels to read online txt) 📕

my presence. She turns quickly around to face me. The color in her skin turning pale white, no doubt thinking of the threat I had given her if she was to call the cops.

Trying to appear tough, Audrey straightens her shoulders and stalks to me. "Can I help you?"

"I don't know, that depends on you."

"What?" She asked with a confused expression on her face.

"I want to fuck you. Tonight." I don't beat around the bush, choosing instead to just lay it out there. She could agree or deny me. Either way, she was the one keeping me company tonight or someone else was.

I wouldn't care either way.

Her jaw drops in shock not having expected me to be so blunt. From behind her, I could both see and hear her friends gasp and choke, faces turning scarlet red.

"What makes you think I want to have sex with you, huh? You're a giant asshole!"

I send her an empty look. "You want me because I'm an asshole, so let's not play games. I'm not stupid, I know how I look and I know my reputation gets me lots of attention. But I chose who I want and tonight I chose you." Laying my hand out in invitation, I wait, "You can either take my hand right now and we go upstairs or I go find someone else for the night, but I'll make it crystal clear for you before you decide. I don't like you in any way, I think you're hot. Yes but besides that, you don't appeal to me. I won't be your boyfriend after we fuck and don't expect me to contact you after it's done."

If I thought her jaw couldn't drop anymore, I was wrong. If looks could kill, I would most definitely be dead from the one I was currently getting. "You're a fucking dick!" she seethes.

"I am, and now you know. So, are you taking my hand or what, it's not like I'm forcing you? It's completely your choice."

Looking conflicted, she turns back to look at her friends, who all give her varying answers by shaking their heads both yes and no, before turning back to look at my hand, as if it was a snake about to bite her. Quickly getting over her lack of response, I go to pull my hand away, but just as I did, she takes a quick step forward, grasping onto it tightly. I raise an eyebrow in question, needing to hear a response out loud in front of all these witnesses.

"Fine," She huffs. "But you better make sure I don't regret it."

I smirk, pulling her close to my chest, causing her to blush madly "Believe me, when I'm done with you, you'll come running back begging for more."

She scoffs "I highly doubt it."

"Sounds like a bet and I never lose a bet."

Ignoring any other response she was about to give, I drag her by the hand to the front of the mansion, where I had seen stairs leading up to another level, no doubt where the rooms were located.

Placing my hand on her hip, I let her take the lead once we reach the staircase. She leads me up the stairs and down the far-left hallway, opening a door into what looked like her room. Not bothering to look around, I shut the door behind me, locking it.

Reaching forward I wrapped my arms around her waist and raised her off her feet walking further into the bedroom. She surges forward in reaction lifting her legs, wrapping them tightly around my waist. Pressing close into my chest she lands her mouth on mines.

My lips were hard on hers. Almost punishing. My tongue demanded immediate entrance into her mouth and she was unable to deny me.

When my tongue touched hers she trembled in my arms, gasping into my mouth trying to climb higher. The moment she came in full contact with my dick she inhaled in shock feeling how hard and ready I was.

Shivering in anticipation she leans back to look at me biting her lip. I catch her with a hand at her back meeting her gaze. Her eyes were dark with fascination almost as if she couldn't belive this moment was actually happening.

"Please," she begs softly.

I chuckle enjoying her begging. "Please what?"

She flushes in embarrassment, not wanting to beg me for anything but also not being able to deny herself the pleasure she had no doubt I would now give her. "Please fuck me."

Smirking in satisfaction I slipped my hand under her ass grasping both cheeks tightly pushing her flush against my hard on. Then I started to move against her. Mewling, she clung onto my neck panting at the simple pleasure I was able to give her just through our clothes.

The moment her panting began to get faster I knew she was close to coming, not wanting to give her the satisfaction. I walk her towards the bed throwing her down.

Groaning in protest she tries reaching for me again but I pin her arms above her head stretching above her.

Waiting till she locks eyes with me I send her a leer rubbing her words back in her face. "I told you that you would beg."

Fire flashes in her eyes but she doesn't make a move against me no doubt in fear that I would leave her here wanting.

Bending down to her ear I whisper, "do you want me to stop?"

"No! Please God no!"

Pleased with her obedience I release her hands standing back up to stare down at her trembling shame filled face. I knew she hated begging me for anything but her body would answer any demand I made of it and she wasn't capable of fighting that pull.

Slipping my hand over her shirt I slowly inched my way up to her breasts teasing her hardened nipple through the material causing her to arch her back and inhale in shock.

Placing both hands at the top of the shirt I don't bother lifting it over her head instead choosing to rip the material right down the middle along with her bra causing her breasts to jiggle from the force.

"Ian!" She shouts in surprise and desire.

I don't bother saying anything more to her deciding that we had done enough talking. Reaching down I unbutton her skirt pulling it down along with her red thong throwing both to the ground before then placing my hands under her bare thighs dragging her down to the edge of the bed where her bare pussy met my clothed hard on and finally I began my night of fun.

 

Rebel

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With my hands left free, My fingers trail over her stomach, and back up to her breasts, stroking and cupping them.

They felt fake.

I preferred real to fake, but tonight I didn't care much either way. All I needed was a release.

I knew she ached for me to be inside her when she rubbed her pussy against the front of my jeans, creating a wet spot. 

Leaving her breasts, I caress the inside of her thighs, moving my hand down to encircle her soaked vagina, sliding my finger through her slippery lips down to pinch and stroke her clitoris.

She grips my shoulders, pleading for more as she moves her hips in rhythm with my hand.

Sliding further south, I slip a finger inside her, causing her to clench her legs around my waist, gasping. Adding a second finger, I stretch her, pushing deeper. Building her closer to a climax.

It didn't take much for her body to begin convulsing in pleasure. Whimpering and groaning, she grinds herself hard against my hand, arching her back. Her pussy clamps onto my two fingers. Twitching at the height of climax.

After finally settling, she slams back onto the bed, legs dropping from my side, losing strength. She lay weak, panting, looking at me in amazement. "Wow," she whispers.

Grinning, I pull out a condom. "Are you ready for your next one?"

Groaning, she places her hand over her flushed face. "I don't know if I'll survive."

Laughing, I slip my hand under my shirt, lifting it over my head. I could hear her gasp of shock. Throwing my shirt to the floor, I was met with her astonished expression. As if not being in control, she raises her hand to run them over my muscular, tatted chest, trembling the further down she went.

Placing my hand over hers, I stop her just below my pecs. Taking hold, I drop it back towards her body, not allowing her the chance to appreciate me for long. Turning my back, I bend down, taking a seat on the edge of her bed, unlacing my boots.

I pull them off my feet, keeping my knife hidden from view. Before then unbuttoning my jean pants, shoving both it and my boxers down and out of the way.

Swiftly turning around, standing fully naked before her gaze with my cock straining up in need. I watch her eyes widen in both fear and lust.

"You sure you, want to keep going."

Nodding mutely, eyes still wide, she holds out her hand in invitation. "Please don't stop."

Bending over her bare body, I place the condom on, grasping both of her thighs. Lifting them higher, bending them. I spread her wide open to my view.

Her hands grasp my shoulder, digging into them with her nails, all the while watching my dick align with her wet pussy. I thrust in deep, stretching her.

Shooting up from the bed, she shouts in both pain and satisfaction.

Her breasts are in range of my mouth, allowing for my tongue to lick,suck, and bite on her hardened nipples. Biting her lips, she tries to push down her groan as she slides her hands through my hair, grabbing a tight hold on the strands.

Pulling out of her, I slam in harder, setting a rougher pace, driving her crazy. 

Letting go of her legs, I slide my hands to her ass, lifting her to sit in my lap, allowing for deeper penetration. Yelling, she clings to my shoulders, shoving her face into my neck.

Not being able to do anything but hang on, she chants my name the closer she gets to her second climax.

Growing wetter, her vagina begins squeezing my dick tighter, almost in a strangling hold. Knowing how close she was, I began moving even faster, hearing the bed squeak from the force.

Finally, she reaches her peak.

Tipping her head back, she screams, twitching in my arms. Her pussy, seizures trying to milk me, but still I held back, not quite ready to come.

Laying in my arms, frail and weakened, I keep a tight hold of her, still, moving in and out. She whimpers at the aftershocks I was creating. "Please, I can't take anymore," she begs in my ear, still flushed against my, sweaty body. Smirking, I let her fall back to the bed, where I could stare at her flushed, sweaty body. "One more, you can give me one more."

Shaking her head in denial "I can't even move."

Pulling out of her, I thrust in once again, causing her eyes to roll back in her head. "You want me to stop? You won't get to have me again after tonight."

Frowning, she appeared to be having mixed emotions. Wanting me to keep going and not being able to handle more. So I persuade, her