Taking the stairs two at a time, I make sure my grip is firm on her. “Show me your room.”
She points me in the direction and I head that way. My cock is leading me, and I’ve left all sanity at the front door. I have a feeling that with her, I might never have it again. Not with all the thoughts rushing through my mind. Thoughts I’ve never had before. Desires, wishes, hopes - all things I’ve never conceived of until now.
I carry her down a long hallway, and when we come to the end of it, I’m faced with large double doors. I walk in and kick them shut behind us, locking us inside. I want as many locked doors as possible between us and the rest of the world.
Her room is somewhat bare. Just a large four-poster canopy bed draped in white gauzy fabric. A dresser is off to the side, but there’s no other furniture to speak of. Large stained-glass windows encase the room, spilling in color and sunlight.
After my quick glance around the room, my need pulses, and I can’t be held back any longer. I take her to the bed and sit her on the edge, then I kneel in front of her.
“Uncover it, Liliana,” I say through gritted teeth. “I want to see what I own.”
I see her nervous fingers reach down and slowly slide up the sheer white nightgown until it’s at the tops of her thighs. Impatiently, I push her thighs wider, letting her know I’m ready. My mouth is watering at the sight of her creamy thighs, and I can see through her nightgown. She isn’t wearing panties. I know that in just another inch or two, she’ll be revealed to me, and I won’t be denied.
She pulls up the gown the rest of the way, showing me her little pink pussy. There is a small patch of hair above it, but otherwise she looks young and wet. Her lips are damp with need, and her tiny clit pokes out, all of her begging for my mouth. I push her knees wider apart, wanting to see if her hymen is still in place. When she tilts back and I see her opening, I feel my cock leak at little in my pants. She’s virgin fresh, and I nod in approval.
“Good girl, princess. You waited for me.”
Reaching up, I pull at the top of the gown, tearing it a little in my excitement. The thin material falls open, revealing her hard, upturned nipples, dark pink and tight. They’re small, maybe enough that I could fit a whole one in my mouth. She’s young, and maybe they still have growing to do. But I love them just as they are. Small and pert, ready for my attention.
I unbutton my dress shirt as I stare at her cunt, licking my lips as I do so. I’m unable to pull my eyes away.
“Are you going to kiss me there?” she asks, her voice barely loud enough for me to hear.
“Oh yes, Liliana. I’m going to kiss all of you.” There won’t be one spot on her body my mouth won’t touch. I’ll know what every part of her tastes like.
As I pull my shirt off, I grab her thighs and pull her to the end of the bed, making her back hit the mattress. I grip her thighs with both hands, pulling her up even with my mouth, her ass hanging in the air.
My mouth descends, the warm flavor of her hitting my tongue. I open wide and slip it inside her, tasting her virgin pussy and that sweet hymen. I moan, and somewhere in the distance I hear her moan, too. Our first kiss is my mouth on her cunt, but we’ll have more after this. Many, many more.
Once I’ve tongue-fucked her until she’s starting to shake, I move my mouth to her sugary pearl and suck on her clit. I nibble on her lips, letting the flat of my tongue drag across each one, then move to the crease between her pussy and thighs, teasing her.
“Have you ever orgasmed before?” I ask against the tender skin of her cunt.
“I don’t know. Alexander, please. Something is happening.”
I smile, knowing that I’m going to make her cum. She’s going to have her first orgasm with me, and I wonder if I want to do it with my mouth. She’s so close, and I want to give her this, but I’m also a selfish beast and want her cum on my cock. I want her virgin blood on my dick as she cums and throbs under me.
Decisions, decisions…
Chapter 3
Liliana
I stare up at the most handsome man I’ve ever seen, my body shaking with a need I didn’t even know I could feel. Well, the only man I’ve ever seen outside of the pages of books I’ve read. I feel like I’ve waited for this moment my whole life, never believing that one day the man of my dreams would come for me.
I thought that those things only happened in the pages of the stories I read over and over again. I willed them to be true for me, too. But I was sure it would never happen. That I was doomed to be on my own after my grandmother died over two months ago, leaving me alone except for the few women who’d helped keep up the house. They’d barely spoken to me, except for yesterday when they told me they wouldn’t be back.