Prologue #2
I spread my legs, giving her room as she moves in closer and runs her hands down my chest. From her pointy, silver stilettos up those perfect long tan stems to the red G-string that shows off her firm, round ass, I take it all in.
Every bit of her. Continuing my perusal, I notice the dangling jewel hanging from her belly button and trail my eyes up to her perfect, fake tits that make my cock jump when I see her pebbled nipples.
I'm trapped by her hypnotic eyes when she swipes her tongue across her pouty red lips, I know without a doubt this one truth... I must have her.
“How about a dance, lover?” Her soft, breathy voice only adds to her appeal as she wraps her arms around my neck, straddles my legs, and rocks her core against my hardened cock.
“Show me what you got, Vixen,” I smooth my hands up her thighs, feeling the soft satiny flesh under my roughened palms. Rolling her hips and belly, she reaches around her back to untie the bikini top and lets it fall to the side.
A groan rumbles through my chest as I watch her tits bounce as she works me over, selling the fantasy our clients come here and pay greatly for.
“Oh, darlin’. The things I’m going to do to this perfect fucking body,” I growl, leaning forward and flicking her nipple with my tongue, causing her to moan from the sensation.
Hearing a chuckle, I see Rock watching the show with hooded eyes while Emerald gags as she sucks him off.
The sound has my balls tightening, threatening to erupt in my jeans.
When Vixen leans forward, placing her lips on mine, I grip the back of her neck and pull her in deeper. She gasps as I bite down on her lip, giving me the opening I need to thrust my tongue into her mouth. The kiss is slow but deep, and the way she laps at my mouth is almost my undoing.
Gripping Vixen’s waist, I lift her up and place her on her feet.
Then I rise from my chair. Once she’s steady, I lace my fingers in hers and pull her behind me as I move down the stairs and into the office.
“Get Out,” I demand, knowing that Savior, who was shocked to see me here, especially dragging a woman along behind me, will do as he's told without saying shit about it.
Hearing the door close, I reach back and lock it, refusing to take my eyes off the beauty in front of me.
“You want this, darlin’? ‘Cause it’s not a job requirement.
” I need to make sure she doesn’t feel pressured to fuck the boss.
That isn’t how we operate around here. I would never take what wasn’t freely offered.
“I’m sure, Viper. It’s just sex,” she says, shrugging her shoulders but looking a little nervous. Maybe my size intimidates her. I’m a big fucking guy, after all.
Taking that as consent, I grab her hand and lead her over to Savior’s desk.
Sliding his papers to the side, I grip her hips, placing her on the edge before wedging my body between her splayed thighs, then lean in to kiss along her neck.
It’s been weeks since I’ve fucked anyone, so unfortunately, this poor girl is about to get it hard and dirty.
Sliding my hand down her belly and over her panty-covered center, I drag my fingers against the damp fabric and rub her hardened clit through the material.
The fabric gets wetter, and her breath is coming faster with each stroke of my hand.
Her response to my touch is only turning me on more while tearing at the threads of my control.
Sliding the material to the side, I gently push two fingers inside her cunt while circling her clit with my thumb.
“You’re so wet, but Jesus, your little pussy is fucking tight.
You like that, darlin’? Like your pussy stroked like a good kitty?
” I whisper into her ear before taking the lobe into my mouth and biting down.
“Yesss,” she hisses, rolling her hips to move her body against my hand, trying to get more friction where she wants it most. Her voice is soft and sweet, like music to my ears, and it’s only making me want her more.
Gathering more of her cream, I focus on the pulsing nub until she can’t take anymore, and her body begins to quake as she moans out her release, coming all over my hand as she does.
“So sexy when you cum, Vixen,” I murmur against her neck, placing one last kiss on the flesh that has pinkened from the scruff on my face.
Removing my hand from her panties, I slide her off the desk and steady her onto her feet. Unbuckling my jeans, I shove them down my thighs and nod to the ground. “On your knees, Vixen.”
To my delight, she pushes on my chest until I land in the chair behind me.
With hooded eyes, she drops to the floor and wraps her tiny, soft hand around me.
Her grip is perfect as she gives my cock an experimental stroke.
Brushing the back of my hand across her soft cheek, I clinch her hair in my fist and pull, urging her to take me into her mouth.
“Ah, ah, ah. Patience lover,” she says, squeezing my member in her hand and dragging her pink tongue across the head excruciatingly slow. I watch in awe as she paints her lips with the drop of cum that’s leaked from the tip.
“So good,” she purrs before finally taking me into her hot, wet mouth.
With perfect suction, she bobs her head up and down my length.
Fuck, she just gets better and better. Lost in the moment, my head rolls back on my shoulders, and my eyes close of their own volition as I get the best blowjob I’ve ever had.
“Fuck, baby. You’re going to make me cum,” I groan in pure fucking ecstasy as she takes me into her throat and swallows, blowing my fucking mind with her oral talent.
Clutching her locks in my fist, I hold her in place as I fuck her mouth until I can no longer hold back.
With one last thrust, ropes of cum shoot down her throat.
I quickly release her when she taps on my thigh and watch as she takes a deep breath.
My cock twitches, getting hard once again when she swipes a drop of my cum from the corner of her mouth with her finger and licks it clean.
“Good?” I ask with a raised brow and chuckle when she grins wickedly and reaches for my hand, indicating she wants help getting up.
Helping her to her feet, I rise from the chair, turn her body around, and press on her back to lean her over the edge of the desk.
There is no way I am leaving this room without having her first. Fumbling in my pocket, I finally find my wallet and quickly remove a rubber, placing it between my lips while kicking her legs apart and into position.
Once she’s where I want her, I open the condom with my teeth and roll the latex down my shaft before confirming, “You still good with this?”
“Yes. I need this,” she says, looking over her shoulder at me with hooded eyes.
“Any hard limits, baby?” I ask as I slide her panties to the side again and line myself up while desperately trying to reign in my control.
“No.” She moans as her voice shutters when she tries to push her ass back onto my aching cock.
The shudder gives me pause for a brief moment, but when she grabs my thigh and tries to pull me forward, I quickly dismiss it.
“Good. Then you better hold the fuck on,” I growl, surging into her wet pussy in one rough thrust. Her throat strangles her scream as she tenses from the sudden intrusion.
Fuck, she’s tight. I still my hips, giving her a moment to adjust to my size before setting a punishing pace.
Lacing my fingers in her hair, I clutch the silken strands in my fist and arch her back for a better angle as I take her ruthlessly.
Fuck, I needed this tonight; needed an outlet for all the stress that wearing the crown comes with.
“Fuck, Vixen. You feel so goddamn good,” I groan, pounding harder into her and getting lost in the heaven that is her body.
“Oh god. Don’t stop! I’m so close,” she wails as I slam even harder and faster into the tightest pussy I’ve ever had. Everything about her at this moment is too perfect. I’m not sure how much longer I can hold out.
“Fucking cum, Vixen,” I snarl, thrusting once, twice, and again before slamming home once more and groaning as her walls tighten around me and we both cum long and loud.
I steady myself with my hands on her hips as my legs shake from the exertion of the best sex I've ever had.
Leaning my forehead against her shoulder, I close my eyes as I try to catch my breath and regulate my heartbeat.
Grabbing the base of my cock to hold the rubber in place, I slowly slide out and notice the condom is smeared with traces of blood mixed with her cum.
“What the fuck?” I say under my breath, “Vixen? Were you a virgin?” After removing the rubber and tossing it into the trash can beside the desk, I turn her to face me and can see the answer in her eyes.
“How old are you? Why did you let me fuck you? You… I…” Fuck!
She should’ve given her virginity to someone who wasn’t a quick fuck in the office of a fucking strip club.
Better yet, how the fuck has nobody ever gotten in there before? What the fuck was she thinking?!
“I’m twenty-two, and it doesn’t matter. I wasn’t holding onto it or waiting for some prince charming.
I’m a grown woman, and I don’t have to explain myself to you.
It’s just sex, and I wanted to fuck you.
It was really just that simple,” she says so nonchalantly, like losing her virginity to a biker who’s twice her age is no big deal.
But I know that it is. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Women always remember their first time, and this can’t be what she had imagined it would be like.
There’s nothing I can do at this point, I can’t undo what’s been done and I feel like shit about it.
Fuck, this isn’t what I expected tonight.