“Make me come,” I practically beg.
“All fucking night.”
“Now,” I whine.
“Fuck,” he rasps. “I can’t deny you anything.” He frees one of his hands from its grip on my hip and slides it between us, his fingers finding my damp panties. “You’re soaked,” he groans, gripping thematerial and pulling. I hear a ripping sound, and then his fingers are there, exactly where I need them. One gently slides into me, testing my body’s resistance, teasing me with the pleasure he can give.
“Ah, damn, baby, I’m going to struggle to get my cock inside you. You’re so tight,” he growls into my ear, his tongue licking along the shell.
His finger pushes all the way in, deep, down to the knuckle, before withdrawing and thrusting back in again, harder than the first time. The sound of my pussy sucking his finger inside me is obscene, the noise echoing around the walls of the elevator.
“One more, you need to take one more or I’ll never get my cock in you tonight.” He adds a second finger to his first, the pressure and burn causing me to gasp out loud. “Good girl, that’s my good girl.” His words cause my pussy to clench around him, the pleasure increasing tenfold.
He places his thumb on my clit and gently circles it. The combination of his fingers thrusting inside me and his thumb rubbing lazily over my clit tips me over the edge.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I chant as I throw my head back and close my eyes in pure bliss.
He’s gently placing kisses along my neck, collarbone, and jaw, wherever he can reach as I come down from my high. My eyes open and meet his gentle gaze and I smile shyly at him.
“Goddamn, baby, I’m sorry,” he says.
Is he regretting this already?
“For what? That was amazing, Reed.”Please, don’t regret this.
“Because taking my cock tonight is going to hurt. A lot.”
Chapter Eight
Reed
“Reed, there’s something you should know before this goes any further,” she says as I carry her over the threshold of my apartment, her voice trembling with nerves.
“I know this is your first time, Bella. I’ll be careful with you. This time.” I walk us straight through the apartment and into my bedroom.
“How—?”
“Don’t worry about how I know,” I interrupt. I can’t actually answer that, still having no clue who sent me that message.
“What should worry you, is that it’s not stopping me. I’m forty-three-years-old. I should not be about to take your virginity.” Her hands run over my scalp and through my hair, tugging on the strands and causing pleasure and pain to spike through my body.
“Yes, you should,” she breathes against my lips. “Unless you’re suggesting someone else should?”
The little brat. She knows exactly what she’s doing.
“Don’t be a brat, baby girl. You know I’ll never let anyone else even near you.”
“Is that right, Mr Burke? Am I yours?” she purrs.
“Ah, fuck, baby. Don’t call me that. Not yet, not when I can’t fuck you hard and deep.”
“Says who?”
The little minx.
“Says me. I’m going to fuck you every way, in every hole. Believe me, I will show you things you didn’t even know existed. But, I will not do any of that your first time. This time will be slow, even if it kills me.” I slowly slide her down my body until her feet are placed firmly on the floor. “It’s going to hurt. I’m a lot to take, but I want to make it as painless as possible for you.”
“I’ll be fine, Reed. Everyone has to have their first time. I’m just glad mine’s with you.”
