Chapter 13
Yep, that statement was very conducive to me having a productive day, not.
I almost stapled my fingers together, stared at one line for half an hour on the computer screen before realizing that I didn't understand one word, and forget invoices, it was best to leave those alone for another day before I really mucked things up.
One part of me was ready,oh so ready, I mean when was I ever going to get another opportunity like this again, a hot guy who saw nothing strange about me wanting him to dominate me in every way, and who went so far as to draw out of me all my little embarrassing secrets so he could some day fulfill them?
I don't think I'd be that lucky again, so that girl wanted to grab the bull by the horns and hang on for the ride of her life.
And then there was the other part of me, the side that had learned to be extra cautious, to guard her heart and her person from hurt, she wanted to take over, was even now urging me to run as far and as fast as my feet would carry me.
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I had a stupid grin on my face as I left the offices, the look on her face when I told her about tonight. Hell yeah.
I'm not a complete idiot, I know she was going to run the gamut of emotions today, it's not every day a girl loses her virginity, it's a big decision, what if she wastes it on a douche?
We've only been doing this dance for a short few weeks, no long term dating and getting to know each other, we did that shit every night, either while I was throwing her around on the mat, or later when we had our marathon phone sessions.
I pretty much know what my Angel needed from me, I also know her experience has no place in our bed, so I'd been working on getting that shit out of the way first.
I'd spent the last two weeks getting her use to my touch, kissing her, petting her, always close whenever we were alone together so that she wouldn't freak the f*ck out when I finally got her under me, that's no way to start shit off.
I left her alone until about lunchtime, I figured she was probably at that point where she's questioning the quickness of our relationship, I know women get hung up on that shit.
As a man I know what I want, I have no time for games.
I would give her time to adjust to the idea but what the f*ck is the point, just prolonging the inevitable, f*ck that, if we waited any longer I just might end up dragging her off somewhere for a quickie.
She was so ready for me whether she realized it or not.
Each time I came into the room and she stared at me with lust in her eyes told me, or when her body shook after I'd brushed up against her accidentally, and her scent. I love the smell of her arousal.
I kept all these things from her, if I told her how she gave herself away every time I came close she'd just retreat back into her shell.
Now it's time for lunch and I feel the need to start the seduction process, get her nice and primed for later.
"Let's go."
She grabbed her bag and stood from behind her desk without question.
Good girl.
I kept my hand on her nape as I led her outside to my bike, I'd parked the hawk for now since there really wasn't any room for her on it, so the Ducati was getting some road play.
I love the way her eyes lights up when she sees one of my bikes, though I'd had to threaten to tan her ass if I ever caught her doing one of her crazy stunts on such a powerful bike.
Her short skirt rode high up on her thighs, as she climbed on behind me, something that usually wouldn't have bothered me, it is kinda sexy, but since it was her I felt a little burn.
"Hold onto me tight, I don't want you flashing other guys on the way."
I really should've thought of...shit, her p-ssy was hot, she'd pulled herself right up against me, her arms locked around my middle, her head turned sideways on my back and the front if her skirt rose up leaving just her thin panties between her cunt and my back.
Hope I don't have a f*cking wipeout.
I started up the bike and we were off, I hadn't missed the knowing looks of my crew either, I'll be knocking some heads together when I got back.
Our first stop was a perfumer, I'd been in talks with my guy for a few days, eventually I wanted her to have her own scent, one made specifically for her, today we were here for them to meet so he could add to the information I'd already given him, and also to get her something until her Angel scent was made.
"Jean Paul, this is my Angel, I told you what I wanted already, just wanted you to see the beauty you were making it for, give it that extra touch."
"Of course of course, Mr. Lyon, Ms."
He studied her from head to toe as if measuring her for a suit, taking notes on lord knows what, all I know is that he's really good at this shit.
We left with a couple different scents that I'd chosen for her, our next stop was the Jeweler's.
"Colton you don't have to buy me anything, why..."
I ignored her as I chose a beautiful sapphire and diamond anklet for her.
That was my first sign of ownership, there's just something about an ankle bracelet that screams sex.
Some people liked collars, I wasn't going that route, no, instead I had other ideas for tying her to me. Permanently.
We'd discussed piercings, which I was glad to learn she was excited about, I wouldn't have wanted her to get them just because I wanted her to, so the fact that she was into it was perfect.
I led her by the hand to our next stop which wasn't too far away, a hosiery and lingerie shop.
She pulled back a little, probably from embarrassment.
"Easy Angel, it's just clothing." I squeezed her hand softly before continuing on into the establishment.
It was like every woman's fantasy, or every pervs, they had something for everyone. I wasn't looking for anything racy today though, we'll save that for later.
No today I was in the market for something virginal and sweet, like her.
I chose a few without the help of the sales girl who I found to be rather rude. How come I never noticed how f*cked up some chicks could be before, I mean as a dude if some f*ck was checking out my woman right in front of me, or even had the gonads to flirt with her right in my face, I'd throat punch the f*cker before stomping a mud hole in his ass, these bitches were some bold f*ckers.
I didn't like the way Kat seemed to shrink into herself just then when the blonde twit forced herself between us on the pretense of helping, so I'd pulled her into my side and whispered in her ear.
"Never back down from another bitch, own your shit, I've got your back."
You should've seen the smile on her face, or the bitch brow she gave the twat.
"We won't be needing your help today, run along now."
My baby gave her the fingers flick, like she was shooing a fly or some shit.
Blondie's face was red like fire as she slithered back to her post.
After that Kat was back to being herself, or the person she was becoming here lately.
I chose an ivory lace and satin gown with a matching robe, it reminded of the shit those bad bitches wore in the old sixties and seventies movies.
I had her pick out some under things and stockings and other girly shit she liked even though she grumbled the whole way, whatever, I'd never done this shit before, gone shopping for my woman, but I knew for damn sure it's part of the package, at least it ought to be.
We had to have the stuff delivered to her house since we were on the bike so I took her home right after instead of back to the office, I myself had to knock off early because I had shit to prepare for tonight, just thinking about it made my mouth water.
"I'll come get you around eight, I'm making dinner so don't eat okay."
"'Kay."
I kissed her goodbye and watched until she was in the house before pulling off. I had a meeting with the chief, hopefully it will be a short one, she's of age after all, but when you planned to take a man's daughter from his house you should have the decency to do it right.
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Oh, my...giddy is not the word to describe how I feel right now.
I keep looking at my new sparkly anklet, it's hot, tiny little sapphire angels with diamond wings, they're so flat I can't even feel them around my ankle.
As soon as my delivery arrived I was on the phone with Carol. She's in college now, but was home on break.
"Carol, oh my gosh you've got to help me, I have like a little less than four hours to get ready and..."
"Slow down, slow down, what?"
"So okay, I think tonight's the night with your brother and..."
I had to move the phone away from my ear, her scream was so loud.
"I'll be right there."
"No no no, a spa, we need a spa."
"Not enough time, you'll need to come here, I have everything, why don't you just come on over?"
"Can't, your brother took my truck."
"Told you so, okay I'll come get you, just so you know mom's here, she might stick her nose in."
"Oh no, you can't tell her, you know how embarrassing that would be?"
"Mum's the word, okay I'm leaving."
I was on pins and needles the whole time, I couldn't even risk giving myself a quick shave for fear of slicing myself.
carol was there twenty minutes later laying in the horn.
I ran downstairs and out the door, I wasn't taking my stuff because Colton was coming back to my dad's to pick me up.
It was already four o'clock, and I needed to be done and back by seven.
"We have to be back in time for me to pack an overnight bag for you." Carol put her Beamer in drive and we took off like we were trying out for NASCAR.
"Colton already took care of that."
"Oh he did did he, well we'll just have to have a little surprise for him won't we?"
I'm not sure this is such a great idea after all, for all that we were the same age Carol experiences were years ahead of mine, if some of the stories she told of what her and Jason got up to were to be believed.
"Stop worrying, you'll be fine."
For the next two and a half hours I was primped from top to bottom, I might as well had gone to a spa.
My eyebrows were plucked, my legs and armpits denuded along with my girlie bits.
My hair had been blown straight and hung down to my ass.
She applied light make up and just some gloss, all I had to do was find an outfit to wear for the night.
Carol raided her and Elena's closets since her mom had disappeared before we got back.
At home alone I put the finishing touches before packing my bag.
My outfit ended up being a short knee length sheath in black with no straps and an empire waist which made by girls look bigger.
The dress was simple enough but it was the shoes that did the trick of tipping it over into sexy.
Black calfskin with silver spiked heels at least five inches tall, my ankles and calves looked amazing.
My only jewelry was my new anklet and some kick ass drop earrings Carol had loaned me.
Sapphire and platinum chandeliers that almost touched my shoulders.
I was ready by the time I heard Colton outside, ready or not my palms were wet and my heart was beating me to death.
Don't freak out Kat that would be so embarrassing.
I opened the door to see him standing there in the palest purple button-down Ralph Lauren Cotton shirt paired with grey slacks that, good mercy, didn't do much to hide the goods which seemed to be hanging left.
Okay I'll be honest, my perusal kinda got stuck there and I became brain dead.
"Up here sweetie."
He had to help me with that raising of the head thing because I was officially boneless.
I now knew why he smelled so amazing, he'd probably had a scent made specifically for himself.
They ought to be a law or a warning that came with that shit,'this scent will make you slippery and wet'. I laughed at my own little joke, humor is good in the face of such things.
He looked into my eyes and the smirk on his face made me shake.
"Oh it's going to be a pleasure to take you."
He kissed the pineapple gloss off my lips.
"Uhmmmm, delicious, f*ck."
Why did I always end up riding his bulge?
"I say let's forget dinner and go straight to the main event." Oh shit, did I say that out loud?
His bark of laughter as he led me to the low slung Bugatti confirmed that I had.
"No, I think I'll feed you first, I have a feeling you're going to be needing all the strength you can get for this particular dicking."
"Okay, hold up, if you expect me to make it through dinner then you're gonna have to stop talking like that."
Shit, now I need new panties and we haven't even started yet.
"Get in the car gorgeous, it's called foreplay."
His home was amazing, a nice penthouse overlooking the city, all chrome and black and manly.
The kitchen was a chef's dream with an island that ran almost half the length of the open room, a breakfast nook surrounded by glass in the classic octagon.
I was a nervous wreck as he tried to engage me in dinner conversation over a light dinner of seared tuna with asparagus spears and a light toss salad with toasted pecans and a raspberry vinaigrette.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I'm imagining all the different positions I can eat your p-ssy in before I f*ck you."
I dropped my fork, my mouth just hanging open.
"Leave the dishes, let's go out to the balcony."
I could see she was rattled by all the attention I'd shown her during dinner, I'd purposely not given her any wine with her meal , I wanted her to have a clear head.
"Come 'ere." I pulled her down on my lap as we sat and watched the skyline, my hand on her bare leg, rubbing circles with my fingers.
"Give me your foot."
She lifted first one leg and then the other so I could remove her killer heels.
They looked f*cking hot on her feet but I know they had to be just a little uncomfortable.
I played with her anklet for a minute before releasing her leg, she shivered.
"Cold?"
"Uh uh."
"Lips."
I nuzzled the side of her neck up to her lips and went under.
She was wearing a different flavor on her lips this time, something sweet and spicy that made me nibble on them softly.
My cock was poking into her ass and I pressed her down harder, enjoying the little grind she added.
"You trust me, look at me, you trust me to take care of you?"
She nodded her head shyly.
I pulled the top of her dress down, baring her beautiful breasts to my gaze. Her nipple was hard and sweet on my tongue as I sucked her in.
"F*ck babe what're you wearing?"
She'd put something on her skin that tasted like the sweetest candy, f*ck.
Her hands dug into my hair, pulling me closer to the prize.
I changed over from one nipple to the next, giving them both the same loving attention before taking her mouth again.
"Let's go."
I picked her up, her arms and legs wrapped securely around me as I made my way to the master suite.
It was a good thing I'd prepared ahead for what was coming because we were both too far gone.
I hadn't even shown her around, that could wait until later, she wasn't going to get to wear her new night gown tonight either, right now there was only one thing on my mind.
Claiming what's mine.
I didn't so much lay her on the bed as fall on it with her in my arms.
Her dress was hastily discarded and I lost a few buttons as we both tore at my shirt.
"Oh shit..." Her body did that tremble shake thing it does around me, but this time her gaze was locked on my tats as they were revealed.
Her hands went of their own volition to the art that covered one arm and one side of my chest, up the side of my neck.
"You like it?"
For an answer she reared up and licked me, my cock jumped behind my zipper but she soon took care of that too.
Her little fingers fought with my belt until she won that battle, before attacking my zipper.
She shoved my pants and boxers down, her warm, soft hand wrapped around me and I didn't leak, I flowed.
Making my way down her body I ripped the panties she was barely wearing from her body and brought her up to my mouth.
The taste of her, her scent, her tightness...the combination was almost too much.
She moaned and twisted under my mouth and hands as I f*cked her with my tongue.
"Please, please..."
My little virgin with her tight p-ssy didn't know what she asking for.
I pulled back so she could see all of me, my straining cock with the pre cum covering the crown, as hard and full as I've ever seen it.
"Oh merciful..." She seemed lost for words as she reached out with a finger to touch me.
"You think you can handle this cock little girl, you see that bar bell on the crown of my shit, that's not just for show, once I slide this into you you'll never want to leave, you've got two minutes to make up your mind.
"I don't need two minutes I know now." Her eyes were hungry as she looked up at me.
"Suit yourself, don't say I didn't warn you. If I f*ck you, there's no going back, for either of us."
She laid back and opened her arms and legs, I fell in between them, giving her p-ssy a finger check to test her readiness. I'd eaten her for a good half hour but that didn't mean she was ready.
Looked like she was.
"I'll try to go easy on your virgin p-ssy but this will be the first and the last time, when I f*ck I f*ck like a man, I want you to know that I'm there, it's supposed to be an invasion.
Open up."
I had to get one more taste before I stick it, so I lifted her sexy ass in my hands and tongued her p-ssy while she writhed on my tongue. She had the sweetest p-ssy I'd ever eaten.
"I'm not taking off my cock piercing take me as I am."
I entered her slowly, easily, getting her use to my width as I rubbed the numbing cream I'd had waiting around her right nipple.
She whimpered in her throat as I forced my way in before pulling back.
"Please...I can't..." She tried pulling me back in, her body taking over control.
I wasn't ready to break her hymen, not yet, I wanted her too hot to feel anything when I breeched her.
I placed just the crown of my pierced dick back in her juicing p-ssy as I squeezed her *, rocking back and forth making sure not to go too deep still.
She writhed beneath me, her eyes had a far away look as she moved her hips trying to f*ck herself on my dick.
As I felt her juices run down my shaft I pierced her right nipple as I pushed into her virgin p-ssy.
"Mine." I growled with a feral intensity I'd never known before.
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