Elle whispered her confession, “No, but you hurt me. I don’t look or act like all the girls you screw around with, and I don’t want to be. I will never be enough for you, Nero.” The fact hurt worse than anything she could have imagined. Elle was the complete opposite of the girls he was used to, and it made her feel like Nero wasn’t even attracted to her.
Nero leaned up so she could see his face. “I wasn’t going to go, and I had planned on letting Amo and Vincent fight over the third girl.” He made sure his eyes told her what he meant. “I heard Cassandra was going to be there. She wasn’t, though. And I was about to leave when Vincent found his sister.”
Elle stared at Nero to see if he spoke the truth. She let out a breath, not sure if she should really believe him. Her body might not need the explanation, not caring why he had gone, but her heart and mind needed to understand.
Nero started kissing and sucking at a small piece of her neck, his hands running down her arms.
“I didn’t mean to hurt you, baby. I admit I made the date, but that was before I finally realized I wanted you.”
Elle’s heart started picking up the broken pieces, placing them back together. She grabbed Nero’s hair, unable to stop her body from touching him.
Nero moved his hands down her body to the tops of her bare legs. “I fucking love the way you look. Your strawberry-blonde hair and big, blue eyes.” Nero ran one hand up the back of her leg, under the oversized shirt, going over her tiny, boy-short panties. “I love your ass.” Then he went up her belly to grab her breasts over her thin bra. “And these.”
It was hard for Elle to concentrate on his words. She was just glad she’d decided to wear underwear that covered more than her others today. Because she couldn’t fight Nero; his hands felt too good over her body.
As Elle arched into him, her body screaming for more, Nero groaned into her neck and his hand that hadn’t moved from her thigh went to her pussy, holding it through the barely-there material.
Nero’s voice turned harsh. “I won’t fuck you tonight because I know you’re nothing like the girls I’ve been with, but you’re going to let me play.”
Elle held her breath, becoming nervous, not knowing what ‘play’ meant to Nero. She had never experienced anything sexual in her life. She guessed Nero felt her nerves when he kissed her hard on her lips. Her memory of how he tasted wasn’t as good as the real thing, either. She hungrily kissed him back, trying to make up for the kisses they’d lost.
She felt Nero’s hand start to rub her through her panties, his whole hand cupping her, grinding across her back and forth. Elle pressed herself harder into his hand, her arousal rising higher as her wetness seeped through her folds.
Nero put his lips by her ear. “You are so fucking wet for me, baby. Have you ever come before?”
Another rush of moisture escaped her as she listened to his words. She didn’t want to answer.
Nero kept his rhythm on her pussy, but then moved his other hand under her bra to grope the sensitive flesh he had been waiting to hold.
“Have you?” His whisper was now gone.
Elle shook her head, not able to deny Nero his answer.
Her chest rose when he rubbed her nipples into tiny peaks. His fingers felt rough over her delicate skin, making it almost unbearable.
“Good. The first time you come will be in my hand, and the second time will be with my dick in your pussy.” Nero thrust his tongue in her mouth as his thumb found her clit.
The way he was skillfully stroking her nub had her eyes rolling to the back of her head. The pleasure Elle felt rocked her body and her hips began to thrust uncontrollably, wanting more and more.
Elle grabbed Nero for support as she teetered on the edge, her lack of experience not letting her last long. Her head fell back in a moan. She was close.
She felt Nero’s control shake above her, wanting his own release, but he continued to only pleasure her.
Elle started to feel the shuddering, and this time, Nero covered her lips as she moaned into his mouth. She squeezed her thighs together as the jolts went off within her, making it even more powerful because Nero’s hand continued its rhythm.
Elle lay there limp as her body went through the aftershocks. Shortly after, her heart started to calm along with the butterflies. She noticed Nero had to take a minute, as well.
Nero moved his weight off her, rolling on his back and then pulling her to his chest.
He spoke through his breath. “Baby, you’re more than enough for me.”
Elle laughed. “Promise?”
Nero kissed her forehead under her bandage. “Promise.”
She felt her heart start to glue itself back together. Elle gave up in fighting Nero. Her whole instinct and being told her to trust him. He had seen to it that her pleasure came before his, and she figured that had to be pretty hard for him.
“Thank you.”
Nero lightly tugged her hair and pulled it back so she would look at him. “I’m not going to let you stay a virgin forever. I know you want my dick just as bad as I want your pussy, baby, and that’s why it isn’t going to last much longer.”