“Tell me you’re legal,” I say with almost an edge to my voice, gripping her arms.
“It wouldn’t stop any of this that’s going to happen,” she retorts with an eyeroll.
“Yes the fuck it would!” I tell her angrily. Instead of yelling at me again she smiles and it’s almost soft for a second.
“Yes, I’m legal! God, I’m a year older than you,” she tells me and my heartbeat starts to slow down.
“How do you know how old I am?”
“Because they took your ID at the club…you may go home with complete strangers, but I don’t,” she quips.
“I’m going to ask you something and I really need you to tell me the truth.”
She squints at me annoyed, but is quiet.
“Are…”
I sound stupid even asking this.
“Are you a virgin?”
The words hang in the air as she stares at me, her body on display, her beautiful body that I’d be in disbelief if no man has been inside of it. How could a girl that exudes sex not have ever had the real thing? She works at a strip club!
“Something is really wrong with you,” she laughs angrily
She gets off the bed and starts grabbing her clothes.
“What guy turns down sex to play 21 questions?” she asks almost to herself, as baffled as my dick is. She pulls her shirt over her head. “Are you gay?” she taunts me.
Maybe I should just fuck her, that’ll get her out of my head.
“This will be the last time you see me, and stay away from job,” she says, pulling her skirt on.
“Sit down!” I grab her bag.
“Give me my purse!” she demands, glaring up at me with fire in her eyes, like I’m not taller, and she’s the one that’s 200 pounds of muscle instead of me. I have to fight myself to keep from laughing.
“You do know your balls are very vulnerable right now,” she growls at me. I stare down at her, daring her to try. She caught me off guard last time, this time she won’t.
“Take off your clothes,” I tell her quietly, and she looks confused.
“No. I don’t really want to fuck you anymore,” she says dismissively. I tilt my head at her and can’t help but grin. If she didn’t want me she wouldn’t be here, but I’ll call her bluff. I toss her purse to the other side of the room. Before she can start running her mouth off I grab and kiss her hard and slide my fingers between her legs, finding her dripping for me.
“I think you do,” I tell her teasingly. She scowls at me before pulling her hand back, attempting to bring it across my face. I grab it before she does and pin her to the bed. She tries to get up but I hold her there, keeping my distance, because from the look on her face I don’t know if she’s going to headbutt me or kiss me. I start to feel the tension of her wrists give way and I let them go, bringing my weight from off of her. I stand in front of her and her eyes meet mine. They’re, sexy, confident, and full of fury, but they smile at me before her lips curl into one.
She lets out a huff, but reaches the bottom of her shirt and pulls it over her head. She didn’t have time to put her bra on with the little tantrum she had and her nipples are hard and pointed at me. She stands from the bed so our bodies are touching and slides off her skirt while maintaining complete eye contact, as if she’s calling my bluff. Virgins don’t do things like this, normal virgins don’t, but this girl isn’t normal. She’s standing in front of me, no fear in her eyes, no insecurities. Like she knows I want to dive into her like she’s my own personal swimming pool. Does she know how much restraint it’s taking me not to do that?
I walk to the other side of the room. Her gaze trails me and I pull out the gold packet. I sit in the center of the bed and put it on, her watching me almost suspiciously.
I gesture my head for her to come to me.
“Come take a ride then,” I challenge her. She can exude sex all she wants, be skilled when it comes to touching a dick, and confident as hell about how sexy she is. But if she’s a virgin she won’t be able to ride a dick, especially not the size of mine.
She walks over to me with a self-assured grin and climbs on top of my lap; her eyes reveal no fear. I slide my hand up her stomach to her chest, the space where her heart is, and it’s stampeding. She lifts herself up and my dick head throbs as she brings her lips to it, she’s still wet but she could be more. I watch her and she starts to press herself onto me slowly but her muscles are tight in her thighs and it barely gets anywhere. Her poker face is lethal but her body is giving her away as she tries to press further. I grip her hips and stop her. Her eyes leave mine, her face flushed. She’s embarrassed.
I feel like a dick. I didn’t want to embarrass her…I just wanted her to admit it. She shouldn’t be embarrassed, I think it’s hot as hell. I get to be the first person inside of her, to make her come this way. She’s just made my year.
“Change of plans.” I grip her waist.
“But,” she starts to protest and I slap her ass, which seems to shut her up. We switch positions so she’s lying on her back and I’m on top of her. Her eyes avoid mine this time. I kiss her neck, every inch of it, and rub the spot that drove her crazy earlier.
Her legs draw up again and I make my way lower, back to the diamond belly button ring. This time her hands don’t push my face down but her fingers play in my hair.
I gently rub her clit that’s in full view since she’s completely bare, and I hear her let out a small gasp. I move my thumb and cover it with my mouth, kissing it, and I hear her whimper before taking my tongue and pushing it inside her. I lap her up just a few times before sucking her clit and flicking it continuously with my tongue.
Her breath immediately catches and her grip becomes tighter in my hair. I continue my assault steady and relentlessly, adding more pressure as her gasps of “Oh God” become more audible. Her thighs are tight around my shoulders. When she releases my hair and I see the sheets being clawed I know she’s almost ready. I suck her into me and she shrieks, making the one she did earlier seem tame in comparison, and she starts to pulse against my mouth. Her head is turned towards the ceiling and I grip her thighs, bringing her back to the center of the bed. I grip my dick and put it near her opening. She’s still catching her breath from the orgasm she just had but she nods. I take one of her arms and put it around my neck and lift her leg over one of my shoulders as I push into her as slowly as I can. She whimpers, taking in a long breath, and her thighs begin to tremble. I’m still only halfway in and she feels so fucking good I have to stop myself from going too fast inside of her. I look at her and she nods again, her lips pressed together and her eyes closed, and I kiss her. This time not dominating her mouth or her dominating mine. I kiss her long and deeply before pushing further inside of her. I break our kiss and she lets out a few breaths.
“All in,” I tell her and she grins.
I don’t know why this girl wants her first time to be with me, but I feel like I’ve hit the jackpot, all my shitty luck cashed in to collect this grand prize. I start to move slowly, her breathing as heavy as I am, and she begins to stretch for me. Her tense body slowly starts to relax and I’m able to move into her more normally.
“Can you move with me babe?” I ask her.