Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
“Get on the bed,” I instruct.
She takes another deep breath and nods. She’s getting the point, as she doesn’t just lie down there, but instead strikes a proper pose, holding herself up by her elbows and shooting an enthralling look in my direction.
I look up and down her form. My cock is throbbing, screaming at me to let it loose. I want to ravish every single curve of her body. I want to suck on her tits, I want to fuck her mouth, I want to fuck her. I want to do so much more than that. Never have I wanted something more than I want Clara Thompson.
She’s still nervous though. She knows what’s coming, and she’s red as hell in the face. “I think there’s something I need to tell you first, Sebastian. I don’t know if this changes anything, and I never really had the time to bring it up before now, but uh...”
“But what?” I say, growing impatient.
“I’m a virgin.”
3
CLARA
I knew this was obviously a sex thing.
I’m not that naive. The ad screamed it at the top of its lungs.
But I didn’t expect it to escalate this quickly. I expected us to be sitting over a contract and filling out papers and doing a whole lot of boring stuff before the weird shit started to happen.
At the same time?
I’m surprised how on board I am with this.
Sebastian is the last thing I expected when that door opened. He’s one hell of a handsome man, who fills out his exquisitely tailored suit. The way he talks to me, how forward it is? Yeah, I’m into it.
I’m a late bloomer. I looked like a boy until my hormones caught up to me, and it wasn’t until I got to college that I began to like how I looked. That was when I started working sixty hours a week alongside my studies, so it didn’t leave a whole lot of time for dating.
So here I am, lying on a bed in front of the richest man in town, who wants to pay me a hundred thousand dollars to do what he wants with me, and I’ve never even been kissed. It’s the last thing I expected my first time to be like, but life is full of surprises.
The way his eyes shoot wide when I tell him I’m a virgin? I have to say I’m really into that too. This is all tickling something so very deep inside me that I never even noticed before.
I decide to tease him more, pushing myself up further and spreading my legs for him. I run my finger across my slit with one hand and caress my breast with the other. It’s something right out of porn, but damn, I want to entice him and I don’t particularly care how I do it.
He growls and starts unbuttoning his shirt. Bit by bit he’s stripping it all away, revealing a chiseled chest and abs to me. Apparently he spends a lot of his time alone here working out.
“I don’t think you’ll be a virgin for too much longer,” he says, removing his belt. “So you don’t have to worry about that.”
He jumps onto the bed with me, only his slacks remaining. His fingers go down my body, gooseflesh forming everywhere his touch goes. Down across my breasts, across my abdomen, toward my sex.
“Do you like the sound of that, lovely? Do you want me to take your virginity from you? Do you want me to be the one man you’ll never forget?”
I swallow nervously before nodding.
“Good, good. But first? I’m going to make you come.”
His fingers go down further, toward my slit, running over my clit. The strength of his touch is incredible and he pushes himself into me.
Lightning shoots through me with the slightest touch, and he’s so quick to build on that as those thick fingers of his pump in and out of me and he massages me faster and harder. One finger, then two, he tests how much my slit can take, pumping his fingers in and out of me and keeping up a strong, steady massage on my clit.
Everything is building so quickly, everything inside me is shaking. I can barely contain myself under the intense pressure of what he’s doing to me, and I can’t help but do as he commands.
I come. My entire body seizes up and a powerful release crashes over me. But he doesn’t stop. He keeps pumping. There’s a sly grin on his face. He’s enjoying me writhing beneath him.
My poor clit and pussy just keep being abused by him as he pushes me harder. I come down from the heights of my orgasm only to rise again. My hands shoot down to vainly try to push him off me, but it’s hopeless. He’s too fucking strong, and the reality of the matter is I don’t want him to stop.