Double Dare(104)

“It’s lunch,” I babbled again, although I was as still as a doe under his touch. “I have to get ready for next period.”

Stone chuckled against my hot skin.

“There’s still twenty minutes before next period,” he murmured, “and you taste so sweet,” he rumbled, licking up my neck.

I shivered involuntarily then, sighing a bit, gasping, his touch like magic.

“But … but …” I hesitated.

“But you thought I wouldn’t want you because you’re a virgin?” he said, finishing my thoughts, tracing his tongue around my ear now, caressing the soft shell.

And I nodded wordlessly, hope rising in my chest. Maybe, just maybe, Mr. Phillips wouldn’t hold it against me. Maybe he could forgive me, look around the fact that I was untested, untouched.

And Stone merely chuckled as if reading my mind.

“Baby,” he said soothingly, one hand now caressing a breast, squeezing the soft flesh, weighing it in his palm. “There’s nothing more exciting to me than knowing you’re a virgin. Knowing that no man’s ever touched you before, that I’m going to be the first … and maybe the only,” he said, his voice dropping an octave.

The knowledge surged through me like a wave. Stone liked the fact that I was a virgin? That no man had touched me in my private parts, that no man had ever run his dick into my sweet, wet cunt? It made me shiver, suddenly uncontrollably happy, beaming with light. I turned to him and wrapped my arms around his neck.

“Mr. Phillips,” I said seriously, looking deep into those blue eyes. “Are you sure you’re okay with it, that you’re my first, I mean?” I asked, still tentative. “I understand if you don’t want to be, a lot of people don’t want to be the first.”

And the big man just chuckled deep in his throat.

“I get it,” he rasped. “Taking a virgin is a big responsibility, but honey I’d be honored. I want to, in fact I need to, and besides, it’s too late now,” he said.

I shook my head, confused.

“Too late?” I asked. “Why? You haven’t put it in me yet, my hymen’s still unbroken.”

And the big man just pulled me in close for a deep kiss, one that touched my soul, made me shiver, tremble and shake with currents of feeling.

“No honey,” he breathed against my mouth. “It’s too late because I’ve already gone too far … I’m going to take you because I have to have you.”

And I shivered then, my eyes wide. Because what he was saying sounded good to me. No, more than good, it lit a fire within, my cheeks growing hot, my body instantly ready, and I smiled at him, flushed and desperately eager.

“Okay, when?” I murmured, eyes wide, and the big man just threw his head back and laughed, showing off that movie-star smile.

“Soon, little girl, soon,” he assured, stroking my ass with a big hand, caressing those meaty curves, taking a handful of flesh and rolling it in his palm. “Don’t worry, I gotcha.”

And I couldn’t wait … I couldn’t wait to feel him all over me, on me, over me and most importantly, in me.





CHAPTER EIGHT


Stone




The gasp that left her lips was breathy and enchanting.

“You have to have me?” she breathed, eyes wide. I thought I might melt into those pools of caramel, she was so innocent yet so knowing at once. “What do you mean?”

“All I mean baby,” I rumbled deep in my throat, a big hand stroking her gleaming haunches, rubbing that generous ass, “is that I’ve already tasted your hymen and I’m going to be the man that breaks it.”

Evie immediately flushed, her body going hot in my arms, and damn but I loved it. I loved how she was so sensitive to my touch, my words, my everything, it made me feel ten miles tall.

I nodded again, firm.

“I’m gonna be your first, Evie,” I said simply. “So get ready baby girl.”

And the brunette melted in my arms then, her soft flesh pressed against my hard chest, those big boobs dying for a kiss, a taste.

“Now?” she breathed. “Mr. Phillips, there’s only twenty minutes until next class but I could skip,” she offered, a full-body flush running through her form, making her heat up in my arms.

And I almost lost it then but forced myself to resist. Twenty minutes was nowhere near enough time, nothing close to what I had planned for the delectable little treat in front of me. I wanted to spread her out and ravish her for hours, so I slapped Evie’s bottom and let out a low growl.

“Hell no,” I ground out. “I’m not going to have your first time be rushed and hasty, that’s no way to treat a virgin. I want you to love it baby, to eat it up, to come for ages and we don’t have enough time right now. After I’m done with you,” I added wickedly, “you’re going to be shaking for hours, little girl, hours,” I stressed.