Zandor (17 page)

When I was in as far as I could get I leaned down and kissed her. Little wet kisses, not giving her my tongue.

“Beautiful.” I pushed into her harder and her head rolled to the side as she clenched around me. “That’s it Kitten. Feel me inside you taking you? Pleasuring you, as you pleasure me?”

“Yes, oh God yes,” she moaned.

“I love the way you feel around me, squeezing me, milking me, and making me want to cum too soon.”

I felt her contract and her thighs tightened so I slowed down. Her head was turned away from me and her mouth was open as she softy moaned.

I slowly turned her so she was on top of me.

“I want you to ride me
, Kitten.”

She sat up and yelled out. I guided her hips up and down sliding her back and forth. She was on the edge. I held her hands up against mine. Her breath quickened and moans became cries of pleasure.

“Take it Kitten, take what you want.”

“Oh God yes, oh fuck! Zandor!”

“What’s my name?”

“Zandor, oh God
, Zandor!”

“That’s it
, Kitten.”
Don’t you fucking forget it
!

She was riding me hard as I held her hands, keeping her from buckling as she came loudly on top of me.

I sat up and moved to the edge of the bed. She was panting and motionless and I was not done yet. I planted my feet on the ground and lifted her slamming her down against me.

“Oh Zandor, oh God!”

“That’s right. I’ll fuck you like no one has, and you’ll cum like never before!”

Up and down. I hissed when she began moving with me taking my cock deeper into her as she cried out for more.

“You’re. So. Good.” She said as I thrust into her again.

“You too
, Kitten.” I groaned as I lowered my head and sucked on her tits…hard.

“More, oh Zandor
, please more,” she yelled out.

I shoved my fingers into her mouth
. “Suck.”

And she did. I loved the way she sounded as my fingers were crammed in her mouth. She let go of me and held my hand as she sucked greedily on me. I was fighting like crazy to not erupt inside of her yet.

I pulled my hand free and grabbed her from behind pulling her tighter against me so that there was no space.

I ran my hand down her ass and gripped it firmly as I kissed her hard, finally giving her my tongue. She was pulling the fuck out of my hair, cursing and on the edge of orgasm again.

I pulled her ass cheeks apart and ran my fingers down feeling my cock inside of her.

“Oh God, oh yes,” she bit my shoulder as I rubbed the area between her pussy and fifth base, yeah fifth base. That’s better than a homerun. A fucking privilege.

I ran my pinky around her rim, and she moaned.

“Say yes.”

“Zandor,” she panted as I continued thrusting my cock into her drenched pussy.

“Trust me with your body
, Kitten. I’m here to pleasure you, not hurt you.” I lifted her chin. “I want to take every part of you.”

“I’ve never…Oh God!” She yelled as I thrust into her pussy again.

“Trust me.”

She
nodded.

“I will claim every part of you. Your body is mine
Kitten, and mine is yours.”

“Yes, oh yes!”

I pushed the tip of my pinky into her from behind and she gasped. “No more than you can take Kitten, relax and feel the pleasure.”

I kissed her and thrust my cock into her again
. “Ride it, take it, feel it…”

“Oh yes
.” She pushed into my cock and then rolled her hips, pushing against my finger and my cock.

“You’re so full of me now, feel me, take me,
and ride me.”

“Fuck yes, I feel so…oh fuck!” She clamped down on my shoulder and screamed into my skin as she came.

I pushed into her harder, making her cum again as I fucked her from front and from behind until I couldn’t hold back.

I flipped her over dragging her to the edge of the bed onto her stomach and slammed into her pussy hard over and over again until I exploded inside of her.

I bent over her body trying to catch my breath kissing her. “You rock my world, Kitten. Like no one else before you has.”

“
Mmm,” she purred.

“
Mmm,” I responded.

I pulled myself up and kissed down her back. Begrudgingly removing my cock from her hot
cum-filled pussy I kissed her sweet round ass and nipped it and she moaned. To claim her further I ran my tongue between her cheeks and gave her tight puckered little hole a harsh lick and she gasped.

“Every part of you
.” I playfully smacked her ass and then flopped over onto my back next to her.

Her head was buried in the mattress, ass still in the air
. “You alive under there?” I pulled her blonde damp hair away from her face and she blushed. “Look at you.”

She closed her eyes
. “Barely alive.”

“Perfect
.” I pulled her up and grabbed her leg and dragged it across my body.

I was kissing her head, her hair, and her face as I rubbed her back.

“I should use the bathroom.” She started to get up.

“Not yet, stay awhile
.” I held her tighter.

“Zandor
, I have a mess to clean up.” She looked up at me and her face turned bright red.

“A mess?”

“What goes up must come down, law of gravity.” She smirked and then buried her head in my chest and sighed.

“You talking about this
.” I pushed a finger inside of her.

“Zandor!”

“Not a mess, Kitten. Very thick, though.” I moved my finger around in circles. “I could finger paint with our …”

She
laughed. “You’re not right!”

“Nothing else has every felt so right
, Bekah.”

I held her closer and dragged my finger down her thigh, spreading more of me on her and then inside her again for more.

She was quiet, too quiet. “Talk to me.”

She took a moment, collecting her thoughts I suppose
. “I need a shower.”

“Yeah okay, me too.”

I kissed her face. At least fifty little playful kisses trying to keep the atmosphere in this room happy. I liked carefree Bekah, I liked her a lot.

“Can my finger stay in here
?” I nipped her neck.

“Nu uh
.” she giggled.

“It really likes it in here
.” I curled my finger, pushing quickly in just the right spot.

She giggled again and then pulled away from me.

I held my finger up and looked at her. “Check us out. All wet and sticky.”

She grabbed the blanket and rolled her eyes, trying to hold back a smile
. “You, Zandor Steel, are a very dirty boy.”

“You
, Bekah George, bring out the best in me.” I sat up and touched her lips with my finger.

“Zandor!”

I kissed her and licked her lips. “Delicious.”  I pulled her up. “Quick shower and then back to bed.”

“Zandor I…”

“To sleep, and cuddle?”

She let out a deep breath and
nodded.

“Thank you
, Kitten.”

It’s Not
About The Money

Bekah

He was holding onto me so tight as he slept. He was on his side with one arm under his head and his other arm around my waist. Each time I moved a little, he pulled my back tighter against his chest.

I had set my alarm for five thirty
, which would give me enough time to go home and change before heading back to the hospital. He had sent my clothes to be laundered, which was thoughtful but didn’t coincide with my plans.

I was waking up every hour, afraid I would oversleep
. He would open his sleepy, sandy-brown eyes and look at me each time and ask if I was all right. Of course, I told him yes.

“Then sleep
, Kitten, you have a long day ahead of you.”

His voice was different. I wasn’t sure if it was because he was tired or upset. Of course that stupid girl inside of me, the one I had been fighting with for what seemed like ever, believed he needed me as much as I needed him. You know the girl who reads into everything and romanticizes that life would really be good when past experience has proven that it’s just a dream induced by…bullshit.

“Kitten.” He kissed my cheek. “Sleep, just sleep, I set my alarm too, you’ll wake up.”

I rolled to my stomach and then looked over at him
. “Okay.”

“Okay?”

I smiled. “Yes, okay.”

“Just a week
, and then you promise right?”

Oh God
, it was hurt and it showed in his eyes. I couldn’t help myself, I leaned over and kissed him and he closed his eyes and smiled. “You better stop that or neither of us will get any rest.”

I rolled to my side facing him and hugged him tight
. “Lets sleep.”

He chuckled
. “Brilliant idea, why didn’t I think of that?”

I leaned back so I could see him. Even though the room was only lit by the moonlight
, I could see his sleepy eyes relax and twinkle. Oh God, he would ruin me.

I leaned forward and kissed him and then buried my head into his neck.

“Right where you belong.”

The next time I woke
, he was out for the count. I grabbed a pillow and put it between us as I slowly moved away. I stood and he made a noise and held the pillow, his Henry, close to him.

I grabbed his sweatshirt and running pants and threw them on. I sat and wrote him a letter.

If he woke, I’d tell him I was cold.

Zandor,

As always, last night with you was perfect. I don’t want to ruin that memory with the inevitable argument that will come in the morning. I want you to remember the night untarnished as you drive home today and I need to be strong right now.

Please don’t be angry. You truly are amazing.

Although I know you’re going to feel like this was devious, my intentions were nothing but good. Call when you’re done being angry, before you leave.

Drive safe
, Zandor, and I will see you in a week.

~Bekah~

I grabbed my phone off his charger, and plugged his in and turned off his alarm. I set the note on the nightstand and fought against every part of me not to lean over and give him a kiss. I closed the curtain making sure it stayed dark so that he could sleep in. He had a long drive and if anything happened to him I would never be able to forgive myself.

~

I walked off the elevator and onto the coronary care unit wing of the hospital and saw Dex pacing outside my father’s room
. Great, this should be fun
.

I put my best foot forward to be the Bekah that they all needed me to be. The smiling, grateful, chipper, I’ll do whatever ya’ll need to be done Bekah. The one who gives everything to please the people around her who take pleasure in making her feel less deserving.

And who do I leave behind? The Bekah who has had her socks rocked by the very hot and multi-talented Zandor Steel. The man who drove her
too proud to take money from Daddy to fix a damn car ass
because she was finally making it on her own. The happy Bekah. The one who had never felt so good about herself because of the man she left lying in bed. The man who filled her front and back, inside and out, with pleasures she could never even have imagined. He had put her first in everything for the past few days and he would be waking up pissed and even possibly hurt by her. The Bekah who as soon as she sets foot over the Mason Dixon line feels like a slave to controlling ruthless men, yet Zandor Steel made her feel so wanted so…no not that.

Okay keep it together and stop bullshitting yourself. I looked up at Dex who was now staring at me and tapping his foot
, annoyed. Looking at me like I was a disgrace.

I looked around and found a bathroom and ducked into it. I pulled my phone from my bag and he had called, four times. There were two texts one with a question mark and one with an exclamation point from Zandor. Ther
e were also messages from Dex. Unbelievable, you do this to your father and then run to the man who is responsible!’ ‘You make me so angry!!’ ‘You make me sick!!!’ And the last… ‘Damn it I’m sorry, I love you!’

Fuck him!

I found Zandor in my contact list and pushed call.

It stopped ringing after two rings but there was no voice on the other line.

“Zandor?” I whispered not knowing if anyone was standing outside the door.

He cleared his throat and still didn’t speak.

“I’m so sorry, please don’t be mad at me.”

He let out a breath.

“After last night, I didn’t want to fight.”

“So the fu
…” He stopped and took a deep breath. “So the note says.”

“I’m sorry, please understand.”

“Bekah, are you alright?” His voice was direct and cold.

“I’m here now
, and I feel like I made a mistake. I just don’t think I could have left.”

“I’ll wait.”

“No, no you won’t. Just don’t hate me okay?” my voice cracked.

“I could never. But that doesn’t mean I’m not fucking livid.”

“Please understand.”

“I understand the Dad thing alright. I get it. But Dex is a lying cheater. Don’t you fucking forget
that.”

“I won’t, not ever.”

“Good girl. Fuck I…You’re making me crazy.”

“You need to trust me.”

“Yeah, well I woke to a fucking Dear John letter! How…”

I giggled
. Dear John was a military kiss off, not very nice at all.

“It’s not fucking funny
, Bekah!”

“Sorry, but you aren’t going off to war
, and…”

“No
, but you’re right in the middle of an ugly fucking battle. As your man,” he paused, “As a Steel, we fight for people we…care about. This shit goes against everything I was raised to be and every feeling I never thought I’d have for a woman. You’re fucking with me hard, Bekah. These feelings are new and have me amped up like you would not believe. You’ve got me by the balls. I’m consumed by you, damn it!”

Wow, how do you respond to that?

“I feel the same, and it scares me,” I whispered.

“I would kill him
, Bekah. I’m bursting at the seams right now.”

“There’s nothing for you to worry your hot little head over. I’ve recently been introduced to Prime Rib and …”

He sighed “Yeah you have.”

“I know
.” I sighed and he chuckled.

“How’s your ass?”

“Oh my God! You just killed the moment, like killed it.” I covered my mouth so he wouldn’t hear me laugh.

“It was so fucking hot. I butt diddled you
, Kitten.”

“Jesus
, Zandor.”

“I was God last night
, and now I’m Jesus. By the time you come home to me I’ll have fallen down the ranks and be like Moses or something.”

“I miss you already.”

“Yeah I was real excited about highway head on our trip back, but you had to go harden your father’s arteries.”

I
laughed again because I knew it seemed ridiculous to him and he made it seem like that to me too.

“You’re a selfish man aren’t you
, Zandor?”

“With you I can’t have it any other way.”

“I wouldn’t want it any other way.”

“That being said
, when you get home, I’m picking you up from the airport and you owe me big.”

“I owe you?”

“Yes, that was shitty leaving a note. You’ll make it up to me from the airport to where ever I take you.”

“Demanding
, selfish man.”

“Am I selfish
, Kitten? Why don’t you do me a favor and reach down the front of your pants and give my little kitty a pet and see how wet you are for me. Do me another and sink a finger in and then lick it and tell me if it still tastes like fucking peaches.”

“Zandor…”

“Uh uh uh, I asked nicely. Do it or I will take the list I have in front of me that names every fucking hospital in the area and go door to door until I find you and fuck you sore.”

“Fuck me sore?”

“Real sore. Now do as I asked, please.”

“Fine
.” I can’t believe I was going to do this.

“I’ll know if you’re faking.”

“How will you know?”

“I’ve heard you c
um at least ten times. I know how you sound when I touch you. Specifically my cock knows the sound. I chub up when you purr for me, Kitten. I’m going to have a real hard time being away from you.”

“I don’t know how you do this to me.”

“Good little kitty, now tell me how wet you are.”

“You already know
.” Oh my God, this was crazy.

“Yes I do. Now lick your finger
,” his voice was raspy and heat filled.

“Done,” I cooed.

“Mmm, I can’t wait to taste you again. Tell me, Kitten, how long do I have to wait?”

I cleared my throat’s thick coating of desire and he hummed again in my ear
. “Five days.”

“I’m going to need to talk to you every night while I’m polishing the family jewel and you’ll be flicking the bean. We are both highly sexual creatures
, and it’s a beautiful fucking thing.”

“You make me feel so…”

“Beautiful, desired, valued, adored?”

“I was going to say naughty but those work
, too.”

“Nothing is wrong with you or I Bekah, not one fucking thing.”

“Okay.”

“Good
Kitten.”

“I should go.”

He grumbled, “Fine. Be proud of who you are
il mio dolce gattino
.”

“Wait, say that again?”

“When I have you back home I will tell you that and much, much, more.”

“Zandor
, drive safe please.”

“Of course. Bekah, I truly hope your father’s procedure goes well and maybe that his heart grows bigger from the unconditional love you give to him
.”
God he is, so sweet
. “You know like the Grinch how his grew bigger?”

“I was crushing hard on you
Zandor Steel until that Grinch statement.”

“Well think about it. If anyone can
, you can. You should see how much my cock grows when you’re around.”

“Please drive safe?”

“Please be smart?”

“Call me?”

“Of course, this is real to me Bekah. Not a game. Call me when you can talk.”

I leaned against the wall and then washed my hands. Peaches? He was crazy! And I really liked that about him.

~

I walked out of the bathroom and looked up at a very angry Bryant Dexter
. “Did you go to him last night?”

I started to walk past him and he blocked me
. “You said you were staying here to watch over your father. So now you’re a liar, too?”

“I changed my mind
, Dex. It’s a free country…”

“Yeah and that freedom comes at a cost and then people like you just accept it, take it actually without reverence for what men like your father and I give up to ensure that privilege!”

“Dex, I know exactly what cost it comes at. I’m a patriotic girl, card-carrying member of the Daughters of the American Revolution, so don’t lecture me.”

“Entitled, that’s what…”

I tried to push past him. “Move Dex or I’ll have you removed.”

“Don’t you see what I do for you?”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “I saw you in the front seat of a Ford pickup banging Kathy. I saw that. Shall we discuss?”