Slowly I lower Willow onto my shaft and watch avidly as her greedy cunt swallows my cock inch by inch. It’s pure agony—for both of us—but the sight of my hard flesh disappearing into her body and the feel of her tight passage being opened by my cock is worth it. We moan together when she’s finally taken me completely inside her.
“Okay, baby girl? Any pain?” I rasp, relishing the feel of her internal muscles flexing around me.
“No, God, you feel so good!” she pants, rocking her hips, and I nearly cross my eyes as she squeezes me deep inside.
I start moving her on my cock, sliding her up and down. Willow helps me, riding me, grinding down and circling her hips when she bottoms out. It’s astonishing how amazing this feels. Pleasure races down every nerve, lighting up my entire body. The wet suck of her body is hotter and tighter than I imagined.
Sweat glistens on her skin as she works me. Our bodies slick together. The sounds of our joining filling the antiseptic office space. Her nails dig into my shoulder.
“That’s right, little girl. Mark your Daddy.” I give her right nipple a hard pinch.
She bares her teeth. “You better never let another girl touch you. I’ll kill you both,” she says.
“Same, kitten. Same.” I jerk her head back and latch onto the other nipple, sucking as much of her tit into my mouth as possible.
She cries, “Fuck, yes. Take me. Take me hard.”
I know she’s small and sensitive and tender—that this is her very first time, that her cunt is fresh and new, but I can’t stop slamming into her at a ferocious pace. The walls of her sex are slick and smooth, accepting my engorged shaft with ease.
I shove a hand to her ass and jerk her toward me, driving my needy, desperate cock into her. She throws back her head and screams as the orgasms takes her. Willow arches and shudders, grinding down hard, her cunt clenching rhythmically on my cock. Her orgasm tips me over the edge and I explode, shooting seed deep into her, her pussy milking me dry.
CHAPTER 8
CON
Outside my office windows, I see the snow falling again. For the last three years, I’ve spent Christmas in my office, working out deals that made me more money. But I had no one to spend it on and a man only needs so many watches or cars or planes before all that becomes boring.
I run a hand down Willow’s slender back. The air in the office is cool and goosebumps are appearing now that the heat of passion has faded. I wrap an arm around her waist. “Hold on,” I whisper as I push to my feet.
She tightens her hold around me and buries her nose in the crook of my neck.
“Even your nose is cold,” I murmur, carrying her toward my private washroom. “Daddy’s not taking good care of his little girl.”
“I can take care of myself,” she mumbles.
“Not anymore.” I set her down on the sink counter and instruct the automated office assistant to turn the shower on to 112 degrees. As the water starts flowing, I dig in a cabinet and produce a sheet towel to drape around her bare back. I reach back in and grab a washcloth, which I wet under the shower stream. “How are you feeling? And tell me the truth because otherwise I’ll give you a punishment that you won’t like, such as not getting access to my cock for a week.”
She pushes her lower lip out. “I’d like to see how long you could last.”
“Three years,” I reply dryly.
Willow half laughs, half groans. “Fine. I’m sore. I guess you know that this was my first time.”
“Yeah. And I’m guessing you didn’t tell me because you thought I would have second thoughts.”
“Bingo. We know each other so well,” she says pertly.
I press the washcloth between her legs. There are bruise marks on her hips where my fingers dug in. And red marks between her thighs where my thighs abraded hers. I wipe the cloth lightly over those areas. I feel a surge of satisfaction at seeing my marks on her. One of these days I’m going to spread my seed over those white thighs and that creamy ass, pressing it in deep so that she’s forever marked by my scent.
I want to bind her to me with the heaviest chains so she can’t escape, so that every moment of every day, she’ll remember how it is to have my cock buried inside her wet, hot pussy. But this girl so young. Guilt spears me. I took her virginity and now, by keeping her with me, am I taking her future, too?
“I do have second thoughts, baby. And third ones. And fourth ones. They all surround the fact that I’m too old for you. You’ve got your whole life ahead of you and you shouldn’t be tied to an old man like me.”