Shit, if I kept my hold on her any longer I was likely going to take her at her word and rip her clothes from her body; turning her around and pounding into her until neither of us could stand any longer, and then I would have her turn take me in that perfect mouth of her, forcing every last drop of my semen down her throat.
Everything that Viviana said about me earlier was true. My father left my mother and I without even a backwards glance. The open promises he made and never met lingered at the back of my mind. It wasn’t Noelle’s fault that any of this had taken place, she was caught in the middle just like I was, but it didn’t mean I didn’t want to take it out on her. Someone needed to take the pain away. Someone needed to know what it felt like to be alone. Isolated from everyone.
“I deserve whatever you can give me, whatever I decide I can handle.” Didn’t she understand? Fuck, her lack of self-esteem was really starting to piss me off. This was just another thing to blame her bitch of a mother for. Maybe instead of berating her for every little thing she did, maybe she should have been making sure her daughter was aware of her worth. Building her up instead of breaking her down.
“Fuck, Noelle, that’s where you’re wrong. Don’t you see that? Your first time should be special. Gentle and kind with someone patient and loving. Not me, not a monster. Not some man that will rip you to pieces, not someone like myself.” I pushed my body into hers slamming her back against the wall as my hand snaked up her thigh and under her skirt stopping only as I reached the entrance of her pussy. As soon as I felt the heat, I gripped her between the legs, pushing her up off her feet and forcing her body to dangle in the air merely by the strength of my hand. Her cool breath fanned against my cheek, her scent overwhelming my senses. She was so fucking good, too good for someone like me.
“This is all I’m willing to offer you. A ticket to one hard fuck. A memory that will stick with you for the rest of your life. I’m twisted, Noelle, sick-minded. I want that sweet pussy of yours, even if I don’t deserve it.” The warmth between her legs was calling to me, begging me to claim it.
“Is that what you want?” I leaned into her body, her legs snaking around my hips while my nose made a trail from her ear and down her throat. I could feel her skin rippling with emotions. If fear wasn’t rolling off of her before, it sure as hell was now.
“If that’s all you can give me, then yes.” Her voice was deep and breathy but slightly unsure. Fuck how I wished to be someone different, someone better.
How I wished that I could be what she needed. What she deserved.
If she thought she wanted this, then I was going to make her prove it to me and I wouldn’t stop until her body was shaking.
“If this is what you really want then I want you to strip bare for me, everything off, then I want you to lean against the sink with your legs spread as far as they can go, and I want that sweet ass of yours up in the air, jutted out.”
I couldn’t even believe I offered her something like this nor that she would take me up on it. I knew I was baiting her, but I still wanted to see what would happen.
I released her, but not before taking in another deep breath, allowing her scent to filter into my lungs. Once she saw me in the raw— in the roughest form— she would run, and with her everything good about me would go. Our eyes clashed, Noelle’s meeting mine with a challenge. As my hand released from her and trailed down her chest I rubbed against one of her nipples. It was tight and puckered underneath her shirt.
Fuck, she might be scared be she’s turned on, too.
“Whatever you want, Royal.” She started pulling at her clothing. First her skirt, shimmying it down her long toned legs, then slowly with slightly shaky hands she started to pull at the buttons along her shirt. Buttons that held back beautiful, full breasts.
Each button she undid pushed me that much closer to walking over to her, grabbing her by the hips, and slamming her down on my cock. Watching her undress herself was possibly the most erotic thing I have ever witnessed. It’s like she was putting on a private show just for me.
After she got all of the buttons undone she moved at a snail's pace, by pulling her arms out from the sleeves revealing a dark blue bra. I was salivating by the time she removed her shirt.
Then she turned around and started removing the skirt that was still zipped around her tiny waist line. I almost came undone when I realized that not only did her panties match her bra, but it wasn’t just a mere pair of panties she was wearing— instead it was a thong. I could now see her firm, plump ass cheeks with nothing but a string covering her pussy. What kind of self-control did she think I had?
I couldn’t take my eyes off her legs or her ass. God I wanted to spank each cheek until it was ruby red. Once everything was off and I was salivating, as she went and did exactly as I had told her to, she came to a stop right in front of the mirror giving me the most incredible view of her I have ever seen. In the mirror I could see her entire front, completely bare just for me.