Filling up the Virgin(79)

Suddenly, she felt him pull her in and then he kissed her. It was a spontaneous moment and one that she found herself struggling against. It only lasted for a few seconds, before she found herself playfully punching at his rock hard pectorals. The finely tailored white shirt did nothing to contain his muscular physique. She undid the first couple of buttons and gasped noticeably at the look of his body. It was like Christmas and her birthday all rolled into one.

“I don’t want you to even think about doing what I think that you’re thinking about doing.” Instead of saying anything, he noticed that Leslie was eyeing his package. There was no way that he could stop the physical reaction. His 9 inch cock was now stretching down the left side of his expensive black pants. The suit cost more than anything that she probably had in her closet. She was looking at a billionaire and she turned her back for one second to Google his name and found out his worth. There wasn’t much that you couldn’t find on the internet.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She backed up and began to grind her own black pants against his. “Just because you can’t take this kind of teasing, doesn’t mean that I’m doing anything wrong.” She was practically doing a lap dance. She wrapped her hands around his neck and slid her body down like that of a seasoned professional in a strip club.

“Don’t do it. I’m begging you not to do it.” Actually, he was almost begging for her to do it. He certainly didn’t stop her from reaching for his zipper and pulling it down to get the goods. She didn’t stop there. Her hand went into the opening and when her fingers made contact with his naked flesh, he jerked in response.

“I don’t understand it myself, but there’s no sense in messing with the truth. I’ve got you on my mind. I think that I should give you something to make it impossible for you to facilitate a way out of this dinner. After I’m gone, you’ll probably think better of it, but this might seal the deal.” She squeezed and found that vein in back awake and pulsing with a life of its own. “I may even let you cum in my mouth, but don’t count on it.





Chapter four

“I don’t know what you’re waiting for. You make me feel like a different man, but trust me the man that I remember is still there.” To prove that to her, he grabbed onto a fistful of her hair and took her crimson locks in between his fingers. The color made him wonder if the rest of her matched that same color. He wanted to find out, but he was doing everything he could to stop this from escalating. This was taking things a little bit too far, but her fingers stroking his length had certainly gotten his attention in a big way.

“This is the man that I’ve been waiting to meet.” The fire in his eyes indicated to her that not even the sound of a gun going off was going to stop him from exploring the hot recesses of her mouth. “Give into that desire, Brock.” She was struggling to prevent him from touching her lips with the knob. Finally, she left her mark with a ring of her lipstick on the head. It was to signify to others that she was in his life, even though it would probably wash off in the shower.

Her hot breath made him hungry for more. He had forgotten all about the notion that they couldn’t be together. He didn’t care that he was risking the wrath of the coach. He thought that he could win him over, but doing something like this to his niece would’ve made that impossible. He was good at charming people, but not even his playful banter would be enough to stop the coach from making his life a living hell.

Leslie knew that her mother in particular would disown her and call her a disappointment. Licking around the knob, she centered her attention on the eye in the middle. She dipped in and felt him buck with his hips moving with a mind of their own. “You really shouldn’t have tasted this good, Brock. I don’t know what you have in your diet, but it certainly benefits you greatly.” There was a fruity component with the creamy texture that was now leaking from the top.

He had a hold of her head and was now force feeding her his injection of beef. That black salami started to disappear 1 inch at a time. He loved the feel and the wetness of her tongue sliding across, until he was at the back of her mouth.

“I think it helps that we shouldn’t be together. It makes this more delicious and easily one of the best fucking times of my life.” It didn’t hurt that he was doing it at the goal line. He would never look at the goal line the same way ever again. He would see her on her knees sucking his black stallion and taming it with her hot little mouth. It would entice him to get there in a hurry and he would let no player from the other team stand in his way. He would become a force to be reckoned with, until he was standing in the very spot that he was right now. He was taking liberties with the beautiful round body of a white woman.