It's Not How You Start Out...

A little over eleven hours later Zoro woke up feeling very languid. He felt like he’d been fucking all night. He stretched lazily and blinked at surroundings, yawning as he did. He relaxed against the bed and pushed his face into the pillow. His body froze as he smelled sex. He lifted his head and peered at his strip of condoms then closed his eyes and cussed.



‘What did you do?’



‘Good bitch.’



Satiated was the only expression to describe the emotions he was feeling throughout his body as those two words were uttered.



At least he’d used the condoms despite his earlier declarations. Zoro sighed as he calmed himself against the sheets. He was angry but he felt a little too good to hold onto it. His beast had done him a solid. What did him in was the fact that he hadn’t been awake for any of it. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d fallen so deeply asleep, so he had the double great feeling of being well fucked and well rested.



This meant he must have torn her a new one. He didn’t ever feel this good unless someone tweaked the ears and went on the cruise. He lay there for a little while before going to shower. He could smell her in the Jacuzzi and he would use the time he washed to get his story together.



He was going to have to apologize for having the time of his life.



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Nami was relaxing in the Jacuzzi. Zoro had been right about his beast taking at least three hours to wear itself out. Nami had lost count of the different ways she’d been taken. It was a good thing she liked to fuck and had great stamina because she might have gotten done in. After that they’d napped. She’d been the first to awaken and peering at him, she’d seen that he’d reverted back to his humanoid form. She’d then taken a nice shower and then found her way into the Jacuzzi.



The sound of feet alerted her that she wasn’t alone anymore. She didn’t stir as the water shifted, letting her know he’d slipped into the tub. There was no noise except for the soft jazz station she’d turned on.



“I’m sorry.”



“Hm?” Nami cracked open an eye and focused on Zoro, who was looking adorably abashed. Deciding she needed both eyes to appreciate this moment she stretched and sat up.



“I’m sorry.”



Aww he was so cute! She wanted to slide next to him and caress his head comfortingly, but the urge to explore this new facet of his personality was too much to resist. “For what?”



“You know, my beast.” He wouldn’t even look at her and his lip was poking out. He looked like a little boy that had been caught doing something naughty. She wanted to curl into a ball and squeal at the endearing picture he made. Where was a camera when you needed one?



She had to see how much she could milk this. “What about him?” She deliberately kept her voice soft and curious.



He didn‘t disappoint. “For what he did to you.” He crossed his arms and pouted; obviously annoyed she was being so slow-witted about the whole matter. So darling! Add the five o’clock shadow and you had a hands down winner! Wait till Robin heard about this!



“For what he did to me?”



She wanted to coo so badly when he huffed and frowned. “Now you’re being obtuse on purpose.”



Nami couldn’t hold back and laughed delightedly. He was a doll when he was piqued! He turned his head away and his nose up and she laughed even more. She sat next to him and kissed his bristly cheek. He slid her a look from the corner of his eye and she giggled.



“Aww the poor baby is mad because I laughed at him? Here let me kiss da baby and make it all better!” She used the voice one used on small children as she kissed him on his cheek again, chuckling. “All better?”



“No!” He grabbed her and sat her on his lap then he covered her mouth with his. For a while the only noises were the jazz and heavy breathing. When they broke apart Nami’s eyes were a bit swirly. Whew! He sure knew how to kiss!



She squeaked as he suddenly stood with her in his arms. He stood her on her feet and they kissed as they dried each other off. He then carried her to the bed and crawled over her.



“Can I be on top?”



“Of course.” He flipped them quickly.



She squirmed around until her pussy lips were open against his penis. He braced himself knowing what she was about to do. She ran her hands all over his chest and leaned down to kiss his lips. He moaned as her slightly wet body covered his. Her thumbs continued to tweak his nipples as she gave him sweet kisses and he rubbed against her, growling at the triple play. Then she started the slide again and he exhaled harshly. He didn’t know what it was about it that was so potent but that didn’t stop his toes from curling. He pulled her closer to him and thrust upwards as she slid downwards, the friction sending chills down his spine. Then he released her so she could do her thing.



This time though when she slid all the way up he rocked his hips and his head pressed slightly into her. She pinched his nipples in reaction and slid back down his shaft. He hissed, gripping the sheets. Each time she slid up he did the same thing and she retaliated in kind. Her eyes were mischievous and he wondered what else she was going to do to him. The next time she came up he held her thighs and slid just his head in. Her hot eyes widened in pleasure and she stopped. Smirking she leaned down and started nibbling on his right nipple which was extra sensitive. He sighed in pleasure before his eyes flew open. She rolled her hips, making sure she didn’t dislodge his head and then started riding him. He bit his lip because she was only riding his head and nothing else.



Shit! What the fuck was this right here?



Nami smiled as she switched to his left nipple. His hands were gripping her thighs and he was making the most delightful noises. She was enchanted by his reception of her activities. This sexy man that fucked for a living was whimpering and moaning like he was new to the game. She pinched his right nipple and he bucked off the bed. Oh yes, this was him at his best.



She nibbled at his neck and rose to kiss his lips. He damn near devoured her and tried to force himself into her. He was out of luck because she’d braced herself and she wasn’t moving. Not that it stopped him. He was in excellent shape and was raising his hips off the bed to reach his goal. Soon half of his length was sliding in and out of her and she was moaning with him.



“Give it to me baby! You know I want it!”



“No! Not yet so keep still!”



He huffed, frustrated, but he stopped and she breathed a sigh of relief. She’d been getting close.



She leaned back slowly until he was halfway in and then slid back up as he hissed. Then she set a fast pace, riding him but never going more than halfway down and sinking to different depths each time.



Zoro growled as she rode him. She was a teasing bitch!



“Nami.” He was breathing kind of hard which was surprising to him.



“Hmm?” She never stopped her pace.



“I can’t take much more of this.”



“Why not? Aren’t you enjoying this?” She leaned down and started on that damn right nipple again. That was it for him. He grabbed her by the waist and slammed her down on him. She arched and yelled his name. She looked like an erotic effigy with her head thrown back and her hardened nipples in the air. He started fucking her with abandon, pushing into her as he pulled her down. This one was going to be hard and fast. After a few moments she started stiffening up on him and he knew she was going to orgasm.



“Yeah bitch give it to me! Cream your daddy’s dick! I wanna see your cum face!”



Nami wasn’t so far gone. He was coming with her. “Yeah daddy! Fuck your baby’s pussy! Feed her hungry cunt! Oh your dick is so big, daddy! Give me all your cum!” Then she grunted and gave him that low pitched scream that cracked in the middle.



“FUCK!” He pushed his seed deep into her as he ejaculated forcefully. He couldn’t take all that nasty talk. It was just too much! Shit!



As he came down off his high he felt sweat slide down his brow. Damn this woman! He couldn’t fuck with her. She had his beast going crazy and him acting the damn fool. It was time to end this. He patted her leg and she moved off of him. He had issues standing because his legs were weak and shaking. He got angry and stood, prowling to the bathroom. He showered quickly and dried himself off roughly. He walked back out naked and reached for his underwear. He looked at her over his shoulder.



“Get dressed and I’ll take you home.”



Nami peered at him. He was different and had a dangerous air about him that made her nervous.



“It’s okay. You go on and I’ll make my way home from here.”



He stopped in the middle of buckling his belt and looked at her over his shoulder again. “Get dressed and I will take you home.”



Nami tightened her lips and crossed her arms. Who did he think he was talking to? “I will not!”



He grunted then walked over to where wristlet sat next to his wallet. He opened it and flipped through the cards, vaguely noticing the condoms.



“Hey that’s mine!” Nami hopped out of the bed and reached for her wristlet. He held it out of her reach and pulled her non-driver’s out.



“I see.” He replaced it and put the bag in her hand. “Let’s try this again.” He cupped her chin roughly and forced her to look into his face. His eyes were flinty and his voice had a rod of steel in it. “Get dressed so I can drop you off or you will leave this room wrapped in a sheet and I will plant your ass in front of 961 Thousand Sunny Way as such! Which will it be Na‘amille-ata?”



She slapped at his hand and he let go. “Fuck you Zoro! Or is that even your real name?”



“If it means that much to you then here.” He plopped his wallet in her hands. Just for spite she opened it and looked. His name was T’zoroeth-laue Roronoa and he lived five islands away from the isthmus they were currently on. She figured he was three hours away give or take. She closed it and handed it back to him. She turned and went into the bathroom to relieve herself. When she came back she kept her back to him as she dressed. She felt his eyes on her but refused to acknowledge him. She’d done nothing wrong and she wasn’t running to another room to change. He could kiss her funny looking ass. She sat in a chair near the bed and buckled her heels. After sliding on some gloss she put on her wristlet. Then she looked around to see if she’d left anything. Satisfied she hadn’t she sighed and twisted her lips, staring at him.



Zoro knew it was his fault for how this was ending but he comforted himself he was doing what needed to be done so she wouldn’t think it was something it wasn’t. His beast was already attached but space should fix that. After all they’d only spent one night together. He looked at his watch. It was eight thirty.



“Let’s go.” He closed the door behind himself and followed her down the hallway. Even though he shouldn’t, he couldn’t help but feel male satisfaction at the evidence before him. He’d put a dip in her stride, loosening her strut. She now glided down the hallway, the earmark of a job well done. He was feeling so good he didn’t mind that she was ignoring him. On the elevator he snatched her up and kissed her deeply. At first she fought him but then the passion in her rose and she began responding. Her arms were wrapped around his neck when the door opened on the ground floor. He pulled back and grabbed her hand, leading her to the reception desk. She was quiet as he paid the bill.



On the way out he tipped the doorman and waited as the valet got his car. He tipped him too and helped her into the car. She was silent all the way to her apartment, which was about forty-five minutes away. When he pulled up she hurriedly got out and slammed the door. She didn’t look back as she let herself in.



It was just as well.



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