Spoil Me, Daddy(8)

She was young and gorgeous and could have any guy she wanted. Why was she seducing a thirty-year-old man?

Her pink tongue flicked out and licked her lower lip. “Because I want you to take my virginity.”

Take her virginity? Fuck. My dick went rock hard, as if it wasn’t already.

“I would’ve never guessed…” It was my turn to smirk. “Although Greg did mention a bunch of his students making a pact to lose their virginity before college, like his Jane. You’re one of them, huh?”

“Are we just going to keep talking?” she asked, putting her finger to her lip.

Damn. She never failed to surprise me. Up until she arrived this morning, I could have imagined her a virgin. But today? Her outfit, her hard nipples, her heated gazes said experience. I would never have expected that kind of confidence in an eighteen-year-old, much less one who was a virgin. But I liked this dichotomy. Vixen and virgin in one. Somehow, she was pushing all of the right buttons. I wouldn’t even be surprised if I came in my pants just from her talking. I was so wound up thinking about her pert tits all day.

“You’re an impatient girl, aren’t you?” I said with a teasing grin. “Naughty and impatient…” I said that more to myself than to her. She’d just taken me by surprise with her confidence and boldness. I fucking loved it. And I was going to love fucking her.

“Well, I’ve been waiting for eighteen years. I think I’ve waited long enough.”

“You think you can handle my cock taking that virgin pussy?” Yes, she’d be able to handle it. The fit would be tight. Her pussy would be so fucking tight, but I’d fit. She was made to take me.

The rules had changed. Right now, I was no longer her boss and she was no longer my babysitter. No, she was the woman I was going to fuck. She wanted it and wasn’t hiding that in the least, especially with her nipples pointing straight at me. I wasn’t hiding anything either, as I slid my hand underneath my jeans and rubbed my dick right in front of her. My cock was happy to be stroked, but would only be satisfied buried deep in that hot, wet channel.

Her eyes widened with what I was doing, and I noticed how she’d started squirming where she stood and how her breathing turned ragged. It was good to know I wasn’t the only one feeling horny. I knew where this would lead. She was the virgin. She might have started this, but there was no doubt she wanted me to finish it.

Pulling my hand out of my jeans, I stepped up to her and slid it underneath her skirt to rub her bare ass. She lifted her bum a bit, and I continued to move my hand up and down her smooth flesh. It was hot and smooth, tight and pert. Perfect.

“So you want me to fuck you?” I asked her, throwing away all pretenses. She’d been seducing me all along. I was no martyr. It was only a matter of time until I broke down and succumbed to her, and that moment was right now. She nodded her head and maintained eye contact. Yes, fuck me. She basically told me with the intensity in her emerald eyes. “How come no one has ever fucked your virgin pussy before?”

With her eyes on mine, she shrugged.

“Has anyone touched you?” I asked curiously, and when she moved her head to say no, I wrapped a strong arm around her waist, tugged her to sit on my lap on the couch. I didn’t settle her toward me, but so she looked out at the room. She glanced once at me over her shoulder, then looked away.

I couldn’t help it, my hands explored the expanse of her flesh, as they slid down past her perky nipples to rest on her inner thighs. Just the smallest of movements and I’d be right at her entrance, my hands ready to take her. I suddenly had the brilliant idea to test myself – how long it would take before I lost all control. My dick didn’t like the idea, but he wasn’t in charge. This was her first time and I wanted her so revved up she’d come before I even got inside her.

Leaning her back so she rested against my chest to practically lay on top of me, I flipped her skirt up, exposing her pathetic excuse of a flimsy thong to reveal a thin strip of trimmed hair covering a thin line above her pussy. “Fuck, baby. You’re dripping.”

The string of her thong was marred with her own juices and I felt my dick jerk against my pants. Against her ass. So much for testing myself. With her on my lap, she spread her legs wide open and rested the soles of her feet on the edge of the couch. Oh yeah, my girl was eager.

“You like that, huh?” I asked when Mary started moaning as my fingers slid up and down the plump lips of her pussy. They were getting soaked, and I was ecstatic. She was just as eager as me. Just as needy and not even a single part of me was inside her…yet. “Oh, fucking hell…moan any louder, and you’re gonna make me cum in my pants.”