Page 12 of Too Many Beds

I couldn’t breathe. Lee was right next to me, and I couldn’t breathe. I wanted to tell him the truth so badly, but I’d choked at the last second. He probably thought I was a loser because I hadn’t been with a woman, but I didn’t want any women . I only wanted Lee, and it’d been that way ever since I saw him on that corner. He was the reason I got involved with the Fortiers in the first place, to be close to him.

And yet there I was again, so close, yet so far away from where I wanted to be. I was such a fucking coward.

What would Lee do in my situation? I turned my head, peering through the dark in his direction. If he wanted to be with someone, what would he do? He was so brave and smart. He wouldn’t cower in another bed out of reach. He’d risk everything to be with the man he wanted. Hell, he’d get right out of bed and go over there, crawl under the covers and…

I blushed at the images that came to mind, and my cock started to stir. I’d spent too many nights in my own bed, alone, dreaming of his lips on mine, his hands and mouth on me, of the way I wanted him to claim me and make me his. That had always seemed like an unattainable fantasy, but now… Now he was right there and the only thing keeping me from him was my own fear. I needed to be fearless, like Lee, and just go after it.

I pushed the blankets aside.

“What are you doing, ?”

I froze at the sound of Lee’s raspy voice. Lightning flashed, briefly illuminating the room. I caught a flicker of his face as he lay in bed, looking over at me. The prey part of my brain said I should stop what I was doing, go back under the covers where it was warm and safe.

But I’d be warmer and safer in Lee’s arms.

“I was just thinking,” I started. “If we don’t make it?—”

“We’re gonna make it, .”

“I know that, but tomorrow ain’t guaranteed, so hear me out for once, would you?” I sighed. “It’s lonely as hell over here and I don’t want to be alone no more.”

The silence settled between us, warm and thick. Sweat gathered on the back of my neck. What was he going to say? Maybe I should’ve been clearer about what I wanted, but he had to know, didn’t he? Lee was smart. He must’ve known.

Lee let out a sigh. “Fine. Get over here.” Fabric rustled and bed springs squeaked as he moved over on the bed.

I scrambled across the space between us and quickly climbed into bed next to him. I reached to pull the blanket up, but Lee did it for me, tucking it in under my chin. Then, to my surprise, he rolled onto his side, put his arm around me, and scooted in.

Lee’s body wrapped around me in a gesture that felt both protective and right. He settled his chin against my shoulders. He sighed, breath tickling the nape of my neck. “What is that cologne you’re wearing?”

My heart started pounding in my ears and all the blood in my body rushed straight to my cock. “Can’t remember the name. It was a gift from my aunt.”

“It smells really nice.”

“Yeah. Thanks.”

I tried to lie still. I really did. But I was getting so hard it was uncomfortable, and Lee’s arm felt heavy on my ribs. I shifted and froze when I felt something hard press against my ass.

“Lee?” I whispered into the dark after a moment.

“Yeah?”

I swallowed around the thick lump forming in my throat before turning my head to glance back at him. He was staring at me with his big, beautiful brown eyes. But there was something dark in his gaze. He was looking at me like I’d turned into a big juicy steak, and he’d become one of those cartoon wolves.

I licked my lips and shifted my ass back against him. There was no mistaking it. He was as hard as I was.

Lee let out a small hiss as I ground my ass against him. He grabbed my hip, fingers digging in through the fabric. “Don’t do that.”

“But why not? It feels good, doesn’t it? And I want to make you feel good.”

“You don’t want this. With me.” He sounded so sad.

I rolled onto my side, facing him, and gently touched his face. “You’re all I ever wanted, Lee.”

His jaw muscles flexed under my fingers. “You shouldn’t say shit like that, .”

“Why?”

“Because you don’t know what it makes me want to do to you.”

“Then tell me, Lee.” My fingers trembled as I dropped my hand first to his chest and then let them trail lower until they brushed over the erection straining against his pants. “You want to fuck me?”

Lee let out a low growl and then suddenly shoved me onto my back. Before I could move, he was on top of me, my hands pinned to the bed next to my pillow. My heart jumped into my throat as I remembered what he was capable of. Lee had killed dozens of men, some of them killers themselves. If they couldn’t stop him, what chance did I have? Lee was a terrifying man, a man who’d committed countless brutal murders without remorse.

But that wasn’t enough to make me stop wanting him.

“I don’t just want to fuck you, ,” he growled, and let go of my left arm to close a hand lightly around my throat. “I want to wreck you, hold you down and make you beg. I want to mark you as mine, ruin you for anyone else.”

I let out an involuntary whimper and tipped my head back while my trapped cock leaked into my underwear. God, this was fucked up, but the way he manhandled me just made me harder for him. I rolled my hips up against him, trying to show him that yes, that was what I wanted, too.

“I’ll hurt you,” he rasped.

“I don’t care.”

“You fucking should. You deserve better, dammit!”

“But I don’t want better.” My tongue darted out to wet my lips. “I want you .”

A deep groan rumbled in his chest before his lips crashed against mine. I gasped, and he took advantage, thrusting his tongue inside to taste me. The kiss was rough and demanding, just like him. He devoured my mouth, nipping and sucking at my lips until they felt bruised and swollen.

His hands roamed my body with a bruising force, yanking at my clothes until he had me naked and writhing beneath him. I clawed at his back, trying to pull him closer, needing to feel his skin against mine.

Lee grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head with one large hand. “Keep them there.”

“But Lee, I want to touch you.”

“You’ll take what you’re given,” he growled against my neck before biting down.

I cried out, my back arching off the bed as he marked me. He licked and sucked at the tender skin, sending jolts of painful pleasure straight to my aching cock.

“This is what you asked for,” he said, blunt nails raking over my nipples. “I warned you, didn’t I? Warned you I was a fucking animal, but you wouldn’t fucking listen, would you? Well, this is your last chance to back out. If you don’t stop me now…”

I whimpered and squirmed under his touch, fighting to grind against his body, to find any friction I could, but he wouldn’t let me. “Please, Lee,” I begged shamelessly. “ More .”

Lee growled deep in his throat as he grabbed my hips and flipped me onto my stomach. I gasped as he yanked my ass up into the air and blushed as I felt him spreading me open.

“God, look at you," Lee rasped, his calloused hands kneading. “So fucking gorgeous like this, all spread out for me. You want my cock, don't you, baby? Want me to stretch this tight little hole and fill you up?”

“Yes, please Lee,” I whimpered, pushing my ass back against him. “I need you inside me so bad.”

He delivered a sharp slap to my right cheek, making me yelp. “Greedy little slut. Don't worry, I'm gonna give you exactly what you need. Eventually.”

I twisted around, intending to ask him what he meant, but I didn’t get a chance.

Without warning, he buried his face between my cheeks. I cried out at the first swipe of his tongue over my hole and threw myself face-first into the worn pillows, shaking uncontrollably. Lee let out a dark laugh and lapped at me again, teasing my entrance with the tip of his tongue before plunging inside.

My fingers scrabbled at the sheets, fisting the cheap cotton as he ate me out with a single-minded determination. Obscene slurping sounds filled the room, punctuated by my loud moans. I'd been with plenty of guys, even if I usually had to pay for it, but I’d never had this. Never even thought I’d want it, but I’d have done anything for Lee.

I rocked my hips, fucking myself on his tongue, chasing more of that molten pleasure he offered. This was heaven, better than heaven. Better than I ever could’ve imagined it’d be.

I closed a hand around my weeping cock and started to jerk myself in time with the movements of his tongue, chasing my release.

Lee pulled away with a growl and slapped my ass again. “Quit that.”

“But Lee…” I whined. “I need to come.”

He grunted and shoved my face down into the mattress harder. “You’ll come on my cock or not at all. Understand?”

I flailed a little, fighting to get my mouth and nose clear of the mattress enough to breathe, and then nodded.

“Good boy. Now hold still for me. I’m not done getting you ready.”

I heard the click of a bottle cap and soon felt a slick finger circling my entrance. He teased me for a moment before pressing inside to work me open with skilled fingers, adding more lube as he stretched me wider. By the time he had three fingers pumping in and out, I was a writhing, moaning mess, fucking myself back on his hand.

“C’mon Lee, I'm ready. Fuck me, please!” I begged, too far gone to be ashamed.

Lee pulled his fingers free, and I whimpered at the loss. But then I heard the crinkle of a condom wrapper and the slick sounds of him coating his cock. My hole clenched in anticipation, and I arched my back, presenting myself to him completely.

“Fuck, look at you,” Lee murmured, stroking himself. “So desperate for my cock. Don't worry, baby. I'm gonna give it to you real good.”

The blunt head of his cock nudged against my entrance, and I tried to push back, but he held my hips steady. Then, with an animalistic grunt, he thrust forward, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth movement.

I could only whimper in response, panting as my body struggled to adjust to the intrusion. Lee was big, bigger than anyone I'd ever taken before, and the burning stretch was almost overwhelming. But that was how I wanted it. I wanted him to make me ache so badly, I’d never forget the night he made me his .

Lee paused, giving me only a moment to adjust to the intrusion before he started to move. He set a brutal pace right from the start, hammering into me so hard the cheap headboard slammed against the wall with each powerful thrust. The room filled with the filthy sounds of skin slapping against skin and my grunts as he drove into me again and again.

His fingers curled in my hair, and he yanked my head back. “Is this what you wanted?”

“Yes, Lee, fuck! Just like that!” I babbled incoherently, hands fisting in the sweat-dampened sheets. “Harder, please!”

Lee snarled and somehow fucked into me even harder, hips snapping against mine hard enough that my hips and lower back felt bruised.

Still, Lee drove into me with a single-minded ferocity, like a man possessed. Each powerful thrust sent shockwaves of white-hot pleasure radiating through my body. The cheap motel mattress springs creaked and groaned under the force of his thrusts as he pounded me into the bed.

I writhed desperately beneath him, my neglected cock leaking steadily onto the cheap sheet. It was all I could do to grind against the rough cotton sheets in a desperate search for friction. The fabric felt simultaneously too coarse and not enough against my overly sensitized skin. I fisted my hands in the sweat-dampened sheets to keep from touching myself, determined to follow Lee's orders and come on his cock alone, but I was so close. So dangerously, deliciously close…

“God, you feel so fucking good,” Lee panted, thrusting into me. “So. Fucking. Good!”

His fingers dug into my hips hard enough to leave finger-shaped bruises, preventing me from escaping the relentless onslaught of pleasure. Molten heat pooled low in my belly, coiling tighter with each drag of his thick cock over my prostate.

I was completely at his mercy, and I loved every second of it. Being used so thoroughly, claimed so completely, by the man I'd yearned for and worshipped from afar for so long was the biggest high I’d ever felt. In that moment, nothing existed outside of us—not the Fortiers, not our sins, not the consequences that awaited us come morning light. There was only me and him and the pleasure between us.

“Oh fuck, Lee, don't stop,” I whimpered, fisting my hands in the damp sheets. “I'm so close...”

“Yeah? You gonna come for me? I can’t fucking wait to feel this tight little hole milking my cock.”

His filthy words were my undoing. With a strangled cry, I came harder than I ever had in my life, my vision whiting out as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over me. Cum splattered against my chest and the cheap motel sheets as my hole clenched rhythmically around Lee's cock, drawing him in even deeper.

“Fuck!” Lee snarled, his hips snapping forward in an erratic rhythm as he chased his own release.

I whimpered and writhed beneath him, completely overwhelmed by the intensity of my orgasm. It felt like it went on forever, aftershocks of pleasure sparking through my nerve endings with each drag of his cock over my overstimulated prostate.

Lee's hips slammed into me as he buried himself as deep as he could go and stilled, a guttural moan tearing from his throat as he finally came inside of me.

After what felt like an eternity, Lee collapsed on top of me, his sweaty chest pressing against my back as we both struggled to catch our breath. I could feel his heart pounding against my shoulder blade, perfectly in sync with my own racing pulse.

He hesitated before pressing an unexpected kiss to the back of my neck. Then, with a groan, he slipped his body free of mine and flopped onto his back beside me on the narrow motel bed. I instantly missed his weight and warmth, but I was too boneless and sated to move. I just laid there, sprawled on my stomach, face turned toward him on the pillow as I panted.

Lee’s lighter clicked, and soon the smell of ash and nicotine tickled my nose. “You good?”

I lifted my head to look at him, all sprawled out with smoke curling from his lit cigarette. He reminded me of a lion who’d just eaten his fill, but I couldn’t put my finger on why. That was just Lee.

Slowly, I clawed my way over to him, and put my head against his chest, throwing a limp arm around him. “Now I’m good.”

He grunted. “Good.”

“Hey, Lee?” I lifted my head to look up at him. “We’re gonna be okay, right?”

He reached down to comb his fingers through my sweat-dampened hair. “Yeah, ,” he said, blowing smoke into the stale air. “We’re gonna be just fucking fine.”