21: VISITING

SETH

I knocked on what was presumed to be Delilah’s residence, double-checking the piece of paper Cole had scrawled the address on with a deep frown. The building looked run down, and the door was just a simple flight of stairs and around the corner from a main road with a lot of traffic.

The probability of someone trying to break in was high, considering the way it was tucked back as well, something that didn’t sit well with me as I knocked. It was nearing eight a.m., and I knew from what Delilah had told me about her habits that she was normally up closer to seven without an alarm. So, I was surprised when she answered the door looking like she had just rolled out of bed.

“Seth? What are you doing here?”

“I came with coffee for one, and an apology for two. Assuming my brother didn’t beat me to the punch?” She had definitely just woken up, but she didn’t look like she had been crying and fairly well rested.

That was a good sign.

Delilah seemed more than a little surprised as she took the flowers and coffee, stepping back to let me inside. “Come on in, it’s not really set up. I haven’t been here very long…” her words trailed off as I walked in.

I glanced around at the mostly empty apartment, noting that it was fairly small and that she lacked what I would call any true furniture. The only furniture to be noted were two fold-out chairs and a giant pink bean bag in front of a small TV on a stand that had a number of books under it, and an air mattress. There was a small kitchen and dining room without a table attached to the small living room. The small bedroom with the door wide open showed an air mattress with a laptop near it where she had likely been residing before I had come in. An adjoining bathroom looking to be the most furnished of the entire home through its open door; despite three other boxes needing unpacked between the two doors.

My fingers itched to pull out my phone and send her money, or better yet—kidnap her from this place to stay at our guesthouse longer until there was something more suitable available. I refrained as I followed her to the kitchen, happy she had a vase. Only to be followed by disappointment as I saw she clearly had plasticware for dishes and not a single box in sight that still needed unpacked in the kitchen. Her filling a plastic cup with water from the sink saying enough without words.

“So about the other night—” I began, trying to apologize.

She blew out a breath, waving a hand and not making eye contact with me as she fixed the flowers in the vase. “It’s fine. I know you guys were just having your kicks. I’m home now and back to work. If this is about the article—”

I didn’t like what she was saying, brushing off our conversation of intent with the statement ‘having your kicks’ was enough to have me moving. My hands moving to her waist, pulling her close to me before a hand snaked up and wrapped around; trapping her against me. Immediately my body responded to her soft luscious curves; my throbbing cock pressing into the small of her back as my lips brushed over her neck and ear.

“There was nothing joking about what we want with you, Delilah. What I want with you. My brother is a moron, and I’m no better. I’m happy to apologize though, and grovel.” My tone was growing huskier by the minute, my fingers digging into her flesh as my hips moved against hers, pressing her against the counter. The motion one she began to rock with, encouraging my advances as a soft moan was coaxed from her throat.

Taking it as an invitation, my hands went to her breasts, my mouth kissing up and down the soft juncture between her neck and shoulder. My body ached for her like a hot coal only growing hotter by the second. I turned her head, my mouth descending on hers with a hundred frenzy. My cock twitching and pulsing in time with my heartbeat as I began to undress her in the middle of the kitchen. Taking time to massage her ass cheeks, pinch her nipples; sample every inch of her skin I began exposing to my eyes. My fingers slowly slipping lower and lower to play with her wet little folds to begin stretching her pussy’s hungry little hole.

A whimper left her lips again as I looked down at her; my hard hot heat pressing against her bared ass as her legs began to buckle from my torment. Her arms splayed on the countertops with her hair spread out with her lower half bared, trying to hold on. She was a beautiful sight to behold as I ran my hand over her ass once more in appreciation. How quickly we had gotten to this point; but I wasn’t ready to fuck her quite just yet. Despite the way my body spurred me on. Delilah was still owed an apology.

"I got you, Delilah—don't worry. It'll be intense, but you'll feel a lot better." I rumbled with a purr, slowly moving her hips to position her against the counter better, teasing her with the tip of my cock just outside her moistened folds. “Do I need a condom? I love the way you feel but—” I hissed, feeling her sinking me down on my hot thick length by just an inch, her encouraging moan that followed all I needed for encouragement. Remember what Cole had said about cumming inside her pussy. Thoughts of protection fleeing immediately just to enjoy the moment. I could feel every inch of her pulsing around me—moaning as I sunk deeper into her depths in a slow grinding motion. My cock slowly stretching her open to accommodate my body. Trying not to cum already from the sweet heaven wrapped around my dick that was Delilah. "My legs are going to give out." She panted before moaning as I leaned forward to help her support herself against the counter, pinning her for better access. One of my hands low enough to gently rub her clitoris in circular motions as the other pinched her nipple. Grunting with the effort of my thrusts to not only keep her up, but to keep myself from spilling inside her before I made her go crazy. "I wanted to fuck you the moment you came into my shop. Knowing who you were. You’re so goddamn beautiful, and it’s even worse in person." I complimented her, saying the things I had wanted to say already. "You’re addicting, I want so much more of your company you sweet, beautiful—"

"Seth—" She gasped as I started fucking her harder with each word, lifting her one leg off the floor with my movements, her body half on the counter as my hand on her breast shifted to her hip. Moving faster and faster as she began to cum around my cock. "You're mine—in this moment I'm not sharing. Tell me how much you need me—" I hissed roughly into my ear. She moaned my name, each pant and her dazed eyes as I invaded her with my cock. I yanked on her hair to see her expression better, before I dipped down to kiss her. “Tell me where you want it. I can’t hold back next time you cum.” I grunted, placing a kiss to her lips once more, one that was met with a small bite to my chin and a satisfying high-pitched moan as my fingers found their way home once more on her sensitive nub. "P-please." She whinnied as my body grew closer; the head of my cock beginning to pulse as it thickened with the heat of my ejaculation.

Each quivering powerful thrust of my hips bringing me closer and closer to my peak. Our slick noises as our bodies slapped against one another filling her empty apartment coupled by her delicious mewls and moans. "Tell me where you want it or I’m going to cum inside you, Delilah, and I’m not going to stop. I’m going to cum in you, and then I’m going to lay you on your air mattress; and play with you until you squeeze it out cumming around my fingers. Then I’m going to, fuck, you, again and you’ll feel it trickle out while I get you a proper fucking bed to fuck you on again later." I growled, pinching her clitoris again and pulling her hair as her moans steadily grew louder and her whole body tightened. "Seth!" The only words that burst from her lips—words I was happy to hear. Not only the fact that it was my name; but I planned on going through with my every wicked promise. Giving her a low grumble of approval as her body clamped down on my cock. With one more small pinch on her clitoris—I gave into my instincts as she began to shatter. Crying out as her body shook and shuddered and I continued to assault her insides. Her insides clamping down on my cock like a vice as I let out a hoarse shout of pleasure.

The shock of feeling myself let go deep inside this woman over and over. She moaned, her legs shaking as I continued to pump my semen into her depths. Humming my approval as I skimmed my mouth over her neck. "Such a bad girl." I groaned, skimming my thumb over her bared ass as I continued my last few thrusts into her. “Is this how you’re planning to spend your day? Letting me carry out my threats?” She answered with another moan, her head bobbing in a nod as she continued to pant against the counter; her knuckles white from the effort of holding on. The image making me want to fuck her all over again as my cock twitched inside her. Despite just finishing.

~In due time.~ I reminded myself as I pulled out, already bracing myself to support her body better and relocate her to finish out my promised threats. I supposed my apology was going swimmingly.