The Dirty Anthology (16 page)

“You’re Cooper’s little sister, aren’t you?” Rachel asks. Alyssa nods, and a smirk grows on Rachel’s face as she looks Alyssa up and down, then to me. I curse internally at how Alyssa’s hair is loose from however she had it styled, random strands everywhere, and her lips are still swollen, her cheeks red. “You sure have grown up, but you’re still a little girl.”

“Rachel! Let my intern go.”

Alyssa wrenches out of her grasp and runs out.

Rachel struts over to my desk. “My, my, Dean, you’ve been a bad little boy.”

I glare at her, all the venom I have for her growing. “What do you want?”

“Well, I was going to go over this last teeny detail in the divorce, but now that I see the little strumpet you’re fucking, I think a little negotiation is in order.” She leans forward, trying to look and sound seductive or smart, I’m not sure which.

I walk around my desk and to the door, opening it all the way and gesturing to it. “First, I’m not fucking Alyssa.” At least not yet. “Second, even if I was, we’re legally separated and I can fuck whomever I want.”

“Even your best friend’s baby sis?”

I flinch, as she knew I would. “My lawyer will be in contact with yours over your teeny detail.”

She smirks as if she’s won and saunters toward me, running her hand across my chest, then looks at me from under her lashes. “Teeny detail? Is that what I said?”

I mash my teeth together as she blows me a kiss and walks out.

If I wasn’t screwed before, things are about to become even worse.

Chapter 5

Rachel’s little stop had me on the phone with my lawyer on and off for the rest of the afternoon. What was almost an agreement had everything off the table again.

“Jesus-fucking-Christ Dean! What the fuck happened from yesterday to today?” Megan asks on our fourth call of the afternoon. “The sudden turnaround… She’s acting like she has something dirty and is blackmailing you.”

I shake my head, not that she can see me. “She thinks she does, but she doesn’t.”

Megan lets out a sigh. “At this rate, you’ll be lucky to ever get rid of her.”

Those words haunt me all afternoon. The shitstorm kept me busy for the rest of the day, so I was never able to talk to Alyssa again. By the time I went looking for her, she’d already left for the day.

So instead, I’m left thinking about her on my way home. Wondering if a weekend after what happened in my office could finally beat my obsession with her out of me.

My hands pull at the knot in my tie as I walk to the stairs, ready to be rid of my suit. Maybe I’ll order a pizza and have a few beers, relax and try to get my life back to normal.

I groan after a few steps as the doorbell goes off, halting my climb. I contemplate ignoring it, but I know whoever it is can see me through the side windows. With a sigh, I move back down and with what I’m sure is a surly glare, throw the door open.

My jaw drops as a pair of large blue eyes stare back at me, and in an instant I know I’m officially a dead man. Standing on my front porch is my innocent little demon with her face flushed.

“Alyssa? What are you doing here? What happened to Damian and your movie?”

She shakes her head. “No.”

“No?”

“My brother will get over it, my friends will as well. Everything got messed up today, but I’m not letting all that get in the way of what I want.”

Fuck. No. Hearing that brings back fantasies reality had been beating back all afternoon. “Go back.”

“Why?”

“Because you shouldn’t be here.”

She slaps her hand against my chest. “No! I should be here. I can’t stand feeling like this. It took so much to break you down, and you jumped at the first excuse to put a damn wall back up.”

“It needs to be there,” I say, because it’s the truth.

She pushes me back, stepping into my house and shutting the door behind her.

“Finish what you started.” Her hands trail up my chest and wrap around my neck. “Then decide.” She stretches up, her lips inches from mine. “Please.”

With each passing second, I find it harder to breathe. My insides are clenching tight, my fingers flex, itching to touch her, and my heart races, but I stand firm. Every muscle is coiled tight, ready to either run away from her, or grab her and race up the stairs to my bed. I ignore the way my mouth waters as I stare at her.

Her lips are so close I can feel her breath. “I’ve wanted you for so long. Fantasized about you for years.”

Stay…

Why can’t I say it?

“Take me. Show me what it’s like to be yours, even if it’s just for tonight.”

Her soft eyes plead with me, and I can’t take any more.

“Fuck it.” The darkness wins out, wanting to taint her, and I grab hold of her, pulling her into my arms and pressing my lips to hers. Without any thought at all, I lift her up and push her body up against the wall. I’m no longer in control; desire, lust, and greedy need are. My gaze is dark, intense. I’m hungry—so
hungry—
for her.

I can’t stop, not now. My hands roam around her body, taking in her softness. Pressing my erection into her stomach earns me a delicious gasp.

“That’s right, baby, feel what’s going to be inside you. This is what you want, isn’t it? This is why you’re here,” I growl, my teeth nipping at her neck.

It’s why you won’t stop fucking torturing me. You’re here to ruin me.

“Yes,” she pants. “Please, Dean. I need you inside me. Make me yours.”

My fingers flex against her flesh, digging deep. “Fuck, baby.” My teeth nip at her jaw, neck, anywhere I can find. “I’m going to fucking ruin you for any other man.” I step back, grinning. “And I know the perfect place to start.”

I grab her hand and pull her, running up the stairs and down the hall to the master bedroom.

My bed needs new memories.

No need to shut the door—there will be no one to give audience to here. And the thought of hearing her cries of pleasure echoing off the walls is enticing.

My hands are tearing at her clothing, pulling and twisting her sweater up over her head. I can’t get her naked fast enough. It’s been years since I’ve been this horny, dying to be inside a pussy.

“I haven’t slept with Rachel in over a year, and I’m clean,” I tell her as I unzip her skirt, her fingers work on ridding me of my jacket. I need her to know that I haven’t been anywhere near Rachel.

“Me too,” she replies. “I’ve only been with two guys before. I… I haven’t done much.”

There’s a nervous edge to her words, but her admission of inexperience has me shuddering in pleasure of all that I can teach her.

“Don’t worry, I know exactly how to make you my dirty little girl,” I assure her, my teeth pulling on her bottom lip. “I’m going to make you addicted to my cock.”

She gasps at my words, but the dilation of her eyes tells me she likes it. I smirk and test just how much she does.

“I want you begging for it, to turn you into a little slut for me and only me,” I say, pausing for her reaction.

She shudders in my arms, a small moan slipping past her luscious lips. “Yes,” she whispers.

I lean down to reward her by pulling a breast from her bra and sucking on her nipple.

“Tell me, baby, do you want to be my cock slut? Does it turn you on?” I push her skirt down over her hips to pool at her feet. I grab her little mound and groan at how damp the thin cotton is. “It does, doesn’t it? Tell me you’re mine.”

I’ve officially lost it. The need to claim her, to take her and fucking consume her like she does me takes over.

“Fuck,” she curses, her hands gripping me tight while her hips move, riding my hand. I slip under the edge of her panties, groaning when I reach her bare, slick folds. My cock is weeping, begging to be buried in her. I can’t take much more. “Yes! I’m yours, all fucking yours!”

I love the way she curses, my temptress, calling to my primal side. One of my fingers slips in and she crumples against me, her body shaking. I want her to come so badly, but I want her to come on my cock first, so I pull my hand away. Her eyes snap to mine, whispering pleas for me to finish her off, grabbing at me. I lick her sweet juices from my fingers, lavishing in her taste.

“Not yet, baby. I have to make you pay some way for what you’ve done to me over the past month.”

She groans in frustration before yanking my jacket down my arms and off. “You’re wearing too many clothes.”

I moan when her lips find my neck, licking and sucking while her fingers undo the buttons on my shirt. It’s slow, painful even, torture. She pulls my shirt out of my pants so that she can reach the remaining buttons. My breath is ragged, uneven, when her hands slip under the fabric and reach my skin.

It’s my turn to shake, my chest heaving, head rolled back while her hands trail seductively up my abs to my chest. I grab her ass and pull her flush to me, rocking my hips into her. My hand rises and grabs hold of her hair, pulling her head back before attacking her lips with mine.

Hungry kisses leave me high.

“On your knees,” I command in a whisper against her lips. She bites her bottom lip, uncertainty written on her face. “Have you ever sucked a cock, baby?”

“I have,” she admits. “Once… I’m not good, though.”

I nip at her jaw. “Oh, I know you’re good after today, but I can show you how to be great,” I reassure her and push on her shoulder until she kneels before me.

The sight is unbelievable, unimaginable, and highly erotic. Her plump lips are inches away from my dick. It twitches, and she wets her lips as she presses her hand against the bulge.

“Take it out.” My voice is rough with the need that penetrates every part of me.

Her fingers fumble with my belt, then my zipper, then her tiny hand wraps around me, pulling my hardness out.

The head is full, burning purple, ready to burst. Her little mouth opens, and I almost come at the sight of my cock slipping between her lips. One of her hands moves up and down the length and she looks up at me, her tongue lapping at the underside.

Fucking perfection.

Her movements are a bit tentative from her lack of experience, but I’m determined to be the one to show her. My hand rests on her head, hips thrusting lightly, setting the pace. Her head bobs up and down, taking more and more with each pass, gaining confidence, but I want to see just how much she can take.

I want her to take all of me.

I want her to choke on me.

I’m that kind of asshole.

“Just a bit more, baby,” I coo as I push her head down farther and flex my hips.

Her throat convulses around my head, and I feel like the floor has dropped out from beneath me. She’s choking, gasping, and I pull out, saliva dripping down her chin. I let her breathe for only a second before shoving my cock back in, repeating the process.

“Relax your throat.”

She tries, and the fluttering around my head has me groaning and tilting my hips. It’s going to take some time to get down her throat, until her nose is pressed against my skin, but we’ll get there someday. My hands hold her as deep as I can get, lost in the euphoria of her gagging around me.

Fuck, I’m a bastard right now, but looking down into her eyes, I know she’s okay with it. She smiles up at me, my naughty little tease, as soon as I pop out of her mouth.

“Do you like that?”

“Yes,” she replies between pants.

“Why?” I ask, perversely aroused by her response and the sexy smile she’s wearing.

“Because it gives you pleasure.”

Fuck, her answer slashes at me like fire. I take my cock in my hand and smack the tip against her cheek and lips, spreading my pre-come around her flawless skin.

Perfect.

“Aly, if you keep talking like that, I’m going to take everything out on you. I’ll use you as my own little fuck doll.”

“Then do it,” she taunts.

I pull her up to her feet, grab her at the waist, and toss her onto the bed. She giggles when I pounce on top of her, but stops quickly, moaning instead when I take her nipple into my mouth, biting on it. Underneath her, my hands work on the clasp to her bra. I need her naked, open for me. As soon as it’s on the floor, I slide her panties down, tossing them to join the rest of her clothing.

Fully naked, her reddened cheeks, lip pressed between her teeth, and knees together, are the picture of innocence. The need to see her pussy overpowers everything, and I push her thighs apart to look at my cock’s new home. She’s pink, swollen, and glistening—begging to be fucked. My fingers slide back into her soaked pussy and I thumb her clit as she thrashes against me, the sensations almost too much for her.

I pull them out and grab onto my shaft, running it along her slit. “Please, tell me you are on the fucking pill.” I’m so close to pounding into her—my body tense and begging to take—but the last thing I need to come out of this tryst is a baby. Because it’s only one time… right? She nods and I curse, “Thank fuck!”

I press against her opening and slide all the way into her sweet tight depths. My body jerks and shakes, the feeling of her wrapped around me has my being screaming out. The gasp that falls from her doesn’t help, followed by her walls clenching around me. It’s too much, the thin string of sanity leaving me, and I pull out before slamming back in.

“Fuck, you feel so fucking good,” I moan as my arms wrap around her, needing her body as close as possible.

She cries out, her eyes rolling back in her head, lost in it all. The sight is euphoric bliss, knowing I caused it. I can’t stop my hips from thrusting into her hard, my cock filling her. The pace picks up, my hips slamming into hers. Not gentle movements, but needy. Pounding into her, pushing her as far as I can. 

I’ve had her on the edge twice, and she is quickly climbing back up, screaming and panting. My lips find hers, claiming them as every hard inch claims her pussy.

I ache with the need for release; it’s been too long, my balls so tight and drawn up. She needs to come, to soak my dick and milk me for everything I have.

“Come on, baby,” I plead.

She’s so close, so I sit up and push her thighs apart, bending them so her knees are touching the bed. The new angle has her screaming so loud, I’m afraid the neighbors will hear her… and I love it. Her nails dig into my arms, her back arching off of the bed, head thrown back in ecstasy as she falls over the edge.

Her body convulses beneath me, her pussy becoming a vice as her walls clamp down and quiver around me. Everything turns white, my hips slam into hers, and I explode. My body jerks with each stream I release into her.