She swirled her tongue around his cockhead. The taste was salty, but what surprised her was how velvety smooth the skin was. She didn’t know what she expected, but that wasn’t it. She licked it one more time before she stretched her mouth as wide as she could and fed his cock in. She needed both hands to grip around his girth as she bobbed on the first quarter of his dick. She tried more, for he was what she suspected was also a good size in length, but it made her gag.
With a gentle hand in her hair, he pulled her off his cock and picked her up. He took her behind his desk and sat in the chair with her on his lap, legs draped over the sides.
“I need to get you ready to take this big cock.” He slid a finger into her with one hand while the other played with her nipple. Her head fell back over his shoulder, and he kissed her exposed neck as he added another finger.
“That’s it, baby. Work those hips. You’re so tight, but don’t worry. I will make you feel real good.”
“Ahh yes, Dante.”
He slid a third finger in, and she fucked herself on his hand. He stretched his fingers out inside of her and this even turned out to be different than her vibrator. She was nervous for what it would feel like to have a real cock inside of her.
He pinched her nipple and clit at the same time, and she exploded again. He pulled his fingers out and she whimpered at the loss. Which was strange. When she was done with her vibrator she was done. After an orgasm, maybe two, she would clean up and go to sleep. But this was her second one, and she was still as hot as if she hadn’t had a release at all.
He brought his fingers up to her mouth. “Taste yourself.”
She took a tentative lick. It was sweet and tangy. Curious, she went back for more. She licked his fingers clean as the aftershocks of her orgasm traveled through her body. Before she had come down, he spun her on his lap, so she faced him. His manhood throbbed on his stomach. With an arm around her waist, he lifted her up and aimed with his other hand and then he let her go and her folds were parted by his thick rod. Like a missile designed to seek heat, it found her entrance and he shot his hips upward as she crashed down on it.
She didn’t know which one of them moaned louder. She was stretched as stretched could be. None of her vibrators had prepared her for the feeling of being completely filled. Stuffed is what it had been like. There was so much of him, it was close to being too much. She gasped in pain as he was fully seated inside of her, and he moved. She just sat there. She was no longer a twenty-six-year-old virgin.
His hands found her nipples, and the pain ebbed away with each thrust. She rolled her hips, her clit coming into contact with his pubic bone when she moved forward. She placed her hands on his shoulders and lifted and lowered herself in time to his thrusts.
“Oh Dante, I didn’t know it could feel this good.”
She bounced faster as she hurtled towards the edge. It was all so new and happened so fast that she knew there was something she had forgotten as it floated around in the back of her mind. There was something that she should have done or asked. But with everything that had happened it slipped away.
“Come with me. I want to feel you explode in me.” She moaned.
His hands moved from her nipples to her hips. He pulled them down harder and harder to meet his thrusts and she knew he was getting close. She found her own nipples and plucked and played them as her orgasm thundered up to meet her. With a final pinch and squeeze, Dante pulled her hips down. Her vaginal muscles milked him, and he let out a guttural roar in her ear.
All she could say was, “Oh my. Yes” on repeat as he continued to release himself into her. This was different from her masturbation experience. They came down, foreheads resting together.
What had she just done? Would she regret what happened? But when she asked herself all she could think of was no. Definitely not. She didn’t know if she could have imagined a better first experience, but the night was over and this was just a one-time thing. She didn’t expect more and didn’t want him to think she was.
“I better get home.” She moved to get off. It was too late to go see Henry. The club would close soon and she hadn’t gotten back down to help Zoe. She would see if Zoe needed help to clean up since she was still there.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were a virgin?” He kept her in place.
She leaned back to see his face. Even though she was still naked, she didn’t feel the need to cover up. Even though she would never and had never been so exposed to anyone in her life. Male or female. She was a private person. But with Dante, it was different. Maybe it was because he was her first. Or maybe she would not feel shy with her body now after she shared it with him.
“How did you know?”
“It was some of the things you said and the fact that you are so tight.”
“Would you have believed me if I did?”
“No.”
“See.” She looked around for her clothes, which were strewn all over the office. Well, she guessed it was his office and Enzo had just been using it. The office seemed to fit him better than it ever did Enzo. The furniture, black with metal accents, was modern with an edge. Refined and rugged at the same time.
“It doesn’t matter because I’m not one anymore.”
“If I’d have known, I wouldn’t have fucked you.”
His words were like a splash of cold water on her face. She believed she had been good. He came. Why was he complaining?
“Don’t worry, I won’t catch feelings. It was a one-time thing.” She slid off his lap and redressed herself and darted around the room. She grabbed each item of clothing in some type of quick reverse strip tease, before she snatched her bag up.
Stupid. How could she have been so stupid? But she couldn’t get herself to call it a mistake. Maybe an unhappy accident. No, that wasn’t it either. Even now that she knew he was an ass, it didn’t make her regret what happened. She turned; he looked like a Greek god on his throne. Confusion flickered across his face. She supposed she had to be the same way. “See you around.” How had they gotten here?
