“What are you doing?”
“I’m going to taste you.” He made sure she was comfortable before kneeling before her. She had a light smattering of curls across the lips of her pussy. They were slick with her arousal. Spreading her open, he saw her swollen clit, and he licked at it, tasting her juices for the first time.
He’d never been the kind of man to go down on a woman.
Belle arched up, moaning his name.
She couldn’t stop saying “Diego,” and he loved it. The sound echoed off the walls, thrilling him to the core. He wanted her to be completely lost on him, drunk on what he could do to her.
He’d tried to be the gentleman, to walk away, but that was a mistake. For the past couple of weeks, he’d been miserable. It wasn’t helping him stay focused, and now Belle had literally walked right into his lair.
She didn’t have to come, but now she was here, he was going to keep her. It was dangerous and probably the biggest mistake he was ever going to make, but there was no turning back now.
Not when she tasted this good and felt this incredible. He teased her pussy, sucking on her clit. At the same time, he began to loosen his slacks, pulling out his cock. He was so hard it was almost on the verge of pain.
As he worked up and down his length, the tip was already leaking copious amounts of pre-cum, and he smeared it across the head.
He couldn’t take it anymore. He had to be balls deep inside her.
After waiting this long, he needed to know if she’d be as tight as he imagined, as ready as he was.
Moving up between her thighs, he placed her at just the right angle, putting the tip of his dick against her entrance. He wanted to see her take him, to watch her pussy suck him in.
Sliding his cock in, he slammed in deep, and he heard her scream as well as felt her tense. Not only that, he felt the tear of her skin.
Staring at Belle, he saw the tears in her eyes, her beautiful, unseeing eyes, and he just knew.
“I’m your first?” he asked.
“Yes.” She whispered the words, and she sniffled after.
His first wife had been a virgin. This wasn’t his first time taking an innocent, and yet, he’d done this over his desk. He was to the hilt inside her and felt her pussy pulse around his length.
Gritting his teeth, he wanted to hit something. He gripped the edge of the desk, staying perfectly still.
Belle deserved romance. Champagne. Wining and dining.
Not this. Not losing it on top of his office desk.
Every time he was here, he’d remember this moment, and see her open before him, vulnerable, ready to take his cock.
He couldn’t pull out.
Well, he could, but for her first time, he didn’t want her to hate it. The pain would go, and as he eased back, he touched her clit.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Trust me, Belle. I want you to come all over my cock.”
“It hurt.”
“I know. It won’t hurt for much longer.” He’d tortured men. Heard them scream. Watched them piss and shit themselves, beg for their very lives. He’d never been touched by their antics. All it took from Belle was a whimper and he felt like the world’s biggest asshole. He didn’t want to hurt her, and the fact he did pissed him off. He cared about her and only wanted her to feel pleasure.
Counting sheep inside his head, he tried not to think about how perfect she felt wrapped around his length, or the feel of her wetness. When he pulled out of her, there would be blood, but he’d clean her up.
After taking her virginity, he would take care of her. There was no reason his world had to touch her.
Angelo was already being taken care of. He had men watching his cousin, not to mention Richard was on his side. He’d employ Richard to take care of her, to add extra security for her.
He could do this.
Stroking her clit, he felt her body change beneath him. At first, she was tense, non-responsive. Slowly, she started to thrust against him. He kept himself perfectly still, not wanting to hurt her or scare her.
Her cunt tightened around him, and as he worked two fingers against her clit, he stroked the other up her body to tease her nipples, touching each one in turn until she finally erupted. When she did, it was a beautiful sight. Her mouth opened as she gasped, her body trying to take more of him inside her.
When her orgasm ended, he took hold of her hips and slowly began to rock inside her. Pulling out, he saw her virgin blood on his cock. He wasn’t wearing a condom. He would have to pull out. Not the best form of contraceptive, but it would do for tonight. All he wanted to do was to feel her come on him, and it had been an amazing feeling.