Spoil Me, Daddy (The Virgin Pact Book 2)(7)

“Well, I’ve been waiting for eighteen years. I think I’ve waited long enough.”

“You think you can handle my cock taking that virgin pussy?” Yes, she’d be able to handle it. The fit would be tight. Her pussy would be so fucking tight, but I’d fit. She was made to take me.

The rules had changed. Right now, I was no longer her boss and she was no longer my babysitter. No, she was the woman I was going to fuck. She wanted it and wasn’t hiding that in the least, especially with her nipples pointing straight at me. I wasn’t hiding anything either, as I slid my hand underneath my jeans and rubbed my dick right in front of her. My cock was happy to be stroked, but would only be satisfied buried deep in that hot, wet channel.

Her eyes widened with what I was doing, and I noticed how she’d started squirming where she stood and how her breathing turned ragged. It was good to know I wasn’t the only one feeling horny. I knew where this would lead. She was the virgin. She might have started this, but there was no doubt she wanted me to finish it.

Pulling my hand out of my jeans, I stepped up to her and slid it underneath her skirt to rub her bare ass. She lifted her bum a bit, and I continued to move my hand up and down her smooth flesh. It was hot and smooth, tight and pert. Perfect.

“So you want me to fuck you?” I asked her, throwing away all pretenses. She’d been seducing me all along. I was no martyr. It was only a matter of time until I broke down and succumbed to her, and that moment was right now. She nodded her head and maintained eye contact. Yes, fuck me. She basically told me with the intensity in her emerald eyes. “How come no one has ever fucked your virgin pussy before?”

With her eyes on mine, she shrugged.

“Has anyone touched you?” I asked curiously, and when she moved her head to say no, I wrapped a strong arm around her waist, tugged her to sit on my lap on the couch. I didn’t settle her toward me, but so she looked out at the room. She glanced once at me over her shoulder, then looked away.

I couldn’t help it, my hands explored the expanse of her flesh, as they slid down past her perky nipples to rest on her inner thighs. Just the smallest of movements and I’d be right at her entrance, my hands ready to take her. I suddenly had the brilliant idea to test myself – how long it would take before I lost all control. My dick didn’t like the idea, but he wasn’t in charge. This was her first time and I wanted her so revved up she’d come before I even got inside her.

Leaning her back so she rested against my chest to practically lay on top of me, I flipped her skirt up, exposing her pathetic excuse of a flimsy thong to reveal a thin strip of trimmed hair covering a thin line above her pussy. “Fuck, baby. You’re dripping.”

The string of her thong was marred with her own juices and I felt my dick jerk against my pants. Against her ass. So much for testing myself. With her on my lap, she spread her legs wide open and rested the soles of her feet on the edge of the couch. Oh yeah, my girl was eager.

“You like that, huh?” I asked when Mary started moaning as my fingers slid up and down the plump lips of her pussy. They were getting soaked, and I was ecstatic. She was just as eager as me. Just as needy and not even a single part of me was inside her…yet. “Oh, fucking hell…moan any louder, and you’re gonna make me cum in my pants.”

“Gabe,” she breathed, voice becoming hoarse. “Hmmm…”

She let her head fall backward over my left shoulder as she arched her back, her perky breasts pointing towards the ceiling. Her eyes slipped closed as her hips moved. Her straight white teeth bit into her lower lip. She was gorgeous with her desire. Passionate. Easily aroused. Perfect.

Her plaid skirt pooled around her waist, and I impatiently tugged at the thin string of her lace panties and ripped them off. The small scrap of fabric was redolent with her scent and ruined with her arousal. I tossed it onto the floor. She started to thrust her hips toward the ceiling as two of my fingers began to draw invisible circles on her clit. It poked out, swollen and eager, just for me.

“Finger me, please,” she begged, and I felt a surge of pride run through my veins. She was so naughty, so bold.

I’d give her what she wanted, this time, but she’d soon learn who was in charge. I slipped two fingers inside her and began to carefully work them in and out, avoiding that thin membrane that proved her virginity. I was going to tear through that, but with my cock. Her breathing became ragged as I took my sweet time exploring her internal walls. This was her first time. She needed to experience the best and I was going to give it to her.

Careful not to finger fuck her too deep, I folded my fingers into the shape of a hook to reach a different part of her, that swollen ridge of flesh that made her purr. Her eyes flew open and when I started to move them in and out again, keeping the curled position, her moans turned into screams, and she started to shiver against me. Holy hell, she was so responsive. With her thrusting her hips, she was unknowingly rubbing my dick. I wouldn’t be surprised if we finished together, and that was with my pants on. I knew pre-cum stained the front of them. I was too eager for her.

“I’m gonna come, Gabe…I’m gonna come,” she moaned, and right then and there, I pulled my fingers out of her.

She whimpered, then arched her back. Unfulfilled. That’s right. I’d make her come, but I wanted her to know it would be with my dick deep inside her.