"Why won't you give it to me?"
I dipped my head and dragged my nose along the curve of her neck. Her breath hitched and I noticed her hands gripping her purse so tightly in front of her, that her knuckles had turned white.
Gently, I grabbed her purse and slipped it out of her hands. I placed it on the pantry shelf to my right and then lifted her hands up over her head. Her breasts came deliciously together beneath the black laced dress she wore. Something told me this was a bad idea, but I ignored it. I wasn’t much for following my conscience. I had women lining up outside to want to spend the night with me, but I was bored, and I wanted something....sweeter.
“You sure you weren’t stealing anything?”
“N-no,” her voice trembled in response.
“So if I were to search you,” I slid my hand down her side making sure my thumb brushed the underside of her breast, “I won’t find something hidden in this tight little number you’re wearing, right?”
“I wasn’t stealing. I’ve got nothing you want.”
“I doubt that. I’m sure I’ll find somethin’ worth my time beneath that skirt.”
Her eyes widened and I smirked. "You will give me your name, Sugar. If not I’m gonna have to get it out of you one way or another."
I entangled my fingers with hers, leaning my body into her. Her lips trembled as she spoke.
"H-how?"
"Oh, I don't know. There are ways to make a woman like you talk."
I kissed her cheek and she sighed. "Now you can either confess, or I'll force it out of you."
I bit her earlobe as I whispered the words. She smelled so damn good and all I wanted was to sink into a warm wet pussy tonight. But this one smelled innocent. Like it hadn't been used in a while, and that made me want to taste it.
I ran my tongue along the side of her neck, dragging it along the plush curves of her tits. She squeezed my hands as I held her pinned to the door.
I sneaked my tongue inside the bodice of her dress, flicking at the hard nipple forming beneath it. She whimpered so perfectly for me, holding her breath as I bit down gently on the flesh.
She breathed out slowly and I bit down harder until she gave out a small cry. Pulling away, I smiled in satisfaction as the mark I made reddened and formed an indent on her skin.
“Fuck it,” I groaned and gripped both her wrists in one hand, pressing them into the wall as I made her my willing victim. I sneaked my free hand beneath her skirt and dipped my fingers beneath the elastic of her panties. She let out a moaned gasp as I slid one long thick finger between two very swollen, very wet lips.
With her eyes closed and her cherry red lips parted, I took advantage of the woman. Dipping my head in her neck, I smiled as the scruff on my chin made her shiver.
"Your name, Sugar."
"St-stop calling me Sugar."
I grinned against her warm flesh as I flicked her clit. "But you're as sweet as sugar plums, and I bet you taste like them too."
I brushed my mouth against hers, loving how that bottom lip trembled in need.
"Tell me sugar, will you be my sexy fairy tonight?"
I dragged my mouth over hers. Parting her lips with my tongue as I sank a finger into her. She clutched onto my shirt as my finger sank in, her pussy pulsing eagerly on it. I chuckled as our tongues slid across one another and her pussy clenched down on me. Removing my hand from between her legs, I brought my finger up to her mouth, smearing her juices along that bottom lip. She watched me between long hooded lashes, coffee brown eyes that seemed curious and excited.
That's when I dipped my head and tasted her. God, she tasted like fine whiskey mixed in with the sweetest candy. The taste of her pussy on our tongues as I deepened the kiss. She was so soft, so eager, and my hands couldn’t get enough of her as they got a fill of her curvy ass, and those perfect tits.
How did she get here?
Who let such a pure soul into this heathen-ridden place?
It didn't matter. She was here now, with me. And if I didn't steal her, someone else would, and just thinking of someone else's hands on her made my blood boil.
She leaned into me, and I dragged her into my body, my hands gripping her ample hips and pulling her against my rock hard cock.
She gasped against my lips and I licked at her mouth before kissing her yet again. I drank from her lips like a starved ass man. This sweet little thing had a fire in her and fuck was I feenin’ to feel her heat.
I slammed her up against the shelves and lifted her up into my arms. "Undo me. Put me inside of you, Sugar."
My eyes pleaded with her, and after a moment of hesitation I felt her hands on me. Seconds later, I groaned as she touched me, stroking me.
My head fell back from the pleasure. She dragged the tip of my cock against her soaked cunt and I forgot where I was, who I was, the only sound that engulfed my ears was that of soft panting and the whimper she gave as she pressed the tip of my cock into her entrance.
It was then someone yanked the door open. It was then my name was spoken, and it didn't come from my sugar plum fairy’s lips.
"We gotta go, Saddle!"
"Fuck. Me." I gritted the words out, clenching my jaw as I ducked my head. Gratefully, the woman was hidden from view.
"Ten minutes," I grunted as her sweet pussy danced on the tip of my cock. Her eyes met mine, desperation shining in them.
"Can't do it brother, the Bloody Scorpions are fucking shit up as usual. Bulldog wants us on the road, now!"
I turned my head slightly toward Hart. He was our Sergeant At Arms, and at the moment, the biggest cock-block I ever met.
"Can't you see I'm in the middle of somethin'?"
"You can get your dick wet later. If you're not out in two minutes, I've got orders to drag you out."
The door slammed shut and we were alone, once again. She spoke first. "You have to go?"
I nodded. "Seems like it, Sugar."
I hissed as my cock popped out of her, hard and straining toward the pussy it craved. I grimaced as I tucked it into my jeans knowing I was gonna have a mean case of blue balls all night. I'd jack off to the thought of my fairy later.
I swayed slightly and she reached out to steady me. Wrapping her hands around my arm. I looked down at those manicured nails, and then at the gold bracelet she wore. I realized this was no ordinary woman. This one smelled of money.
"You're gonna give me a name?"
"I don't think you'll remember it tomorrow."
I stepped up to her, my thighs moving with hers in a slow dance until she bumped into the shelves behind her.
"I'm not only going to remember you, Sugar. I'm gonna come find you."
I dipped my head and took a long lingering kiss before I lifted my hat off the ground and set it on my head. I gave it a little tilt and winked at her right before I walked out.
Rachel came up to me and handed me a cup of coffee. "Don't say a word, just drink it."
I downed the cup and was given one more as they hauled me out. Bulldog glared at me as I walked past him.
"You ride in the cage!" The cage being the Mustang GT which was Bulldog's prized possession.
"I'm not drunk. I can take the bike."
"The cage, Saddle!"
"Fuck," I grunted as I slid in next to Hart."