Still, I make an effort. I have to look nice so that the guests don’t think I don’t care. I slip into a black cocktail dress that shows off my curves and coat my lips in red lipstick. My heels are high and there’s a slit up the side of my dress that shows some leg. This night might be boring as hell, but it doesn’t mean that my outfit has to be.
I run a hand up the leg where the slit in the material runs. I wish that Dylan could see me like this. I know he’d want me if he saw me looking this good. Since last night I’ve been obsessing over him, wondering how I can capture his attention again. After class, I hoped he might email me again and get me out of this tedious party for the evening. But I haven’t heard from him at all.
Still, the show must go on. As I’m admiring myself in the mirror, my Dad appears at my door, looking at me with a frown set on his face.
“You look nice.”
“Then why are you looking at me like I’ve just done something offensive?”
“I just want to make sure you’re not dressing up for someone in particular.”
I roll my eyes. “For one of your stuffy old professor friends? I don’t think so.”
“Even if Mr. Harker is coming?”
My heart stops. It didn’t even occur to me that he’d be invited. I didn’t think my Dad would be willing to have him in his home. I try and keep my voice level and my face straight as I continue to primp.
“You invited him?” I ask casually. My father sighs.
“Of course I did, he’s a member of the faculty. In fact, he’s the only new member so he can use this evening to get to know the other professors.”
If I know Dylan like I think I do, he won’t be using tonight to talk to some boring old professors. I can already imagine the moment our eyes meet across the room and he comes to me. We’ll be drawn together like magnets. We’ll flirt, we’ll move in close and we’ll find a way to get some time alone…
But how are we supposed to do that without my Dad noticing?
“Well it was good of you to invite him, Dad,” I say as I finish fixing myself up. I admire myself in the mirror once again. Now Dylan will actually get to see me in this dress. A thrill rushes through my body at the thought, making me shiver noticeably.
“Cold?” my father asks suspiciously. I shrug it off.
“A little.”
“Maybe you should cover up a little then. That dress is very revealing.”
“Dad!”
“I’m sorry, darling. I don’t want to police what you wear. But you know that men are always looking at women in a suggestive manner. I just don’t want you giving anyone a reason to approach you.”
“Why, are you worried your friends are going to check me out?” I snap. I never get short with my Dad like this, but he’s pushing all of my buttons. I know exactly what he’s implying, but he’s too afraid to say it aloud.
“I just want what’s best for you, Cora. I always have and I always will. I don’t know what’s been going on with you these past few days, but I know something is off. Please just be careful, okay? Don’t let any man think that they own you.”
But Dylan does own me. Heart, body, and soul. He can literally have all of me, and not because he demands it. But because I want to belong to him. Is it so bad that I want to matter that much to someone?
The doorbell rings downstairs. It must be Dad’s first guest. He sighs, glancing up at me again.
“Just think about what I said, Cora. This is serious. Don’t just throw yourself away for some man you don’t even know.”
He leaves now and I shake my head to myself. He doesn’t understand. He never will. He doesn’t have what Dylan and I have. He doesn’t understand the concept of knowing the second you meet someone that they are the person you want to spend the rest of your life with. Maybe I’m crazy. Maybe I’m young and foolish and I’m going to fall flat on my face trying to make this work, but I have to at least try. I’d never forgive myself if I let this thing with Dylan go without a fight.
I stay upstairs for a little while as the guests flood in. When I head down to the party, I want to be ready to face Dylan again because I know for a fact that the next time I see him, we’re not going to be able to hold ourselves back. I’ve got this feeling in the pit of my stomach...tonight is the night.
Tonight is the night I lose my virginity to the man of my dreams.
When I head down the stairs, the house is busy already. There are people everywhere. The wine is flowing and music fills the air. As I come down the stairs, I feel eyes on me right away and turn to see my Dad keeping a close eye on me. I sigh. It’s going to be hard to keep out of his eyesight all night.
And it’s not his eyes I want on me. I want to feel Dylan’s sexy dark eyes on me. I know when he looks at me, I’ll feel it, as physically as if he were actually touching my skin.
I get myself a glass of wine and wait on the fringes of the party, hoping no one other than Dylan will come and speak to me. And then, I feel my skin heating up. A shiver runs up my spine and my center goes wet. And I know that it’s his eyes on my body now.
Our eyes meet across the room. Dylan’s dark eyes eat up my body hungrily. I take a deep breath, trying to control myself.
He crosses the room toward me.
Dylan
It’s all I can do to stop myself from running to her and kissing her hard in a room full of people. My heart leaps in my chest at the sight of her in that sexy dress. No other woman could pull it off the way she does. Her white-blonde hair falls in waves over her shoulders, resting atop her gorgeous breasts. I can see her nipples standing at attention through the fabric of her dress. She looks so damn sexy that I just want to take her right this second.
But all in good time.
I reach her and our eyes meet. I hear her exhale. She’s trembling a little and I like it. I want to have this kind of effect on her forever.
“That dress was made for you,” I growl, touching her waist even though we’re in a room full of people. No one is watching. I lean in closer to her ear. “Is it a crime that all I want to do is rip it off?”
Her pretty pale cheeks flush and I smirk. One word from me can set her off. One graze of my skin on hers can make her shudder in delight. I wonder how her body will respond when I have her under me, my cock buried deep inside her and my lips exploring every inch of her sexy skin…
“You should know my Dad is going to be keeping an eye on us all night,” Cora whispers. I look up and see him glaring at me from across the room. I turn back to Cora.
“Then let's go somewhere he won’t find us,” I say. My eyes keep moving to the dip in her dress that reveals her cleavage and I desperately want to release her breasts and cup them in my hands. I want to run my tongue over her erect nipples and hear her moan in response, but I have to get her alone first.
“Meet me upstairs in fifteen minutes,” Cora whispers. “Mingle for a while. Make it look like we’re not being drawn to one another like magnets. Then we can be alone without raising suspicion.”
“I don’t know if I can wait fifteen minutes to have you again,” I growl in her ear. Her breath catches in her throat. My cock is so hard it hurts, I’m desperate to be inside her.
“If you can wait,” she breathes, “Then you can have me any way you want. I promise...the wait will be worth it.”
The comment is almost too much for me to handle. I need her body. I want to fuck her so hard that she screams my name. I want her so badly that I would do it right here and now and face the consequences. I feel like an animal, oblivious to the rules of society and desperate to give in to my carnal needs. But fifteen more minutes and her pussy is mine. I won’t have to imagine how it’ll feel to be deep inside her. So I nod.
“Okay. I’ll meet you up there.”
She leaves me with one last glance and I watch her ass sway as she walks away. It only makes me want her more. It makes me want to grab her and turn her back toward me for a heated kiss. It makes me want to bend her over and slam into
her from behind so I get an even better view of that perfect ass. I sigh and check my watch. Just fourteen minutes and I get to have her.
I keep catching glimpses of her as she weaves through the crowd, pleasantly speaking with the professors and being a perfect host. I try to engage in conversation with my co-workers, but all I can think of is her. So when she disappears from the room and I see that there are only five minutes left to survive without her, I excuse myself to grab another glass of wine. While I sip it, I catch the Dean watching me once again, but I don’t care anymore. Nothing on this Earth can stop me from having Cora now, not even her father…
By the time I walk to the stairs, my muscles are so tense with anticipation, and my cock throbs. I’ve never had to wait this long in my life for something that I want. I usually get everything I set my mind to right away, but this will be worth the wait, I know it. I’d wait a million years for her if I had to. Just knowing that she’s the prize for suffering alone all this time makes it worth it.
I don’t know where her bedroom is, and yet I’m drawn to the end of the corridor. It’s like we’re two magnets and our pull is guiding me to her. When I open the last door at the end of the hall she’s waiting for me, standing in her black dress like some temptress. But I don’t have to hold back anymore.
I grab her by the waist and she gasps at my urgency, but I’m not willing to wait another second. My lips crash into hers and she wraps her arms around my neck desperately.
This is happening.
Chapter Seven
Cora
His lips on mine feel like heaven. His hands slide down my back to my ass and he pulls me into him. I can feel how hard he is through his pants and I know that this is it. Tonight, I’m going to lose my virginity to him. Up here, hidden away from the guests at the party, we’re in our own little world.
“We have to be quiet,” I gasp against his lips as he presses closer to me. “We don’t want anyone overhearing us…”
“I can’t promise anything,” Dylan growls in my ear. “You’ve woken up a beast inside me, Cora. I can’t help if it gets loose.”
I moan as he kisses me again, his hand venturing between my legs to feel how wet I am for him.
“I want to taste you,” he growls, pushing me toward the bed and lying me down. He hitches my dress up urgently, too desperate for me to bother taking my clothes off. As soon as my dress is around my hips he parts my legs and yanks my panties down, exposing me to him. I don’t even have time to feel nervous because he’s already growling, admiring my pussy, and moving in to kiss my folds.
Even though we explored a lot last night, tonight feels different. It feels like nothing can stop us now. We both want this so badly. My legs are trembling as his tongue runs over my slit which is coated with my juices. He hooks my legs over his shoulders as he kneels at the foot of the bed and buries his face in my core, groaning with pleasure as he tastes me further.
I’m breathing hard as he pleasures me. His expert tongue on my clit feels like magic. He knows exactly how to touch me. Instinctively, I clamp my thighs around his face, locking him in place. I know I’m a big girl and that he’s probably suffocating in my tight grip, but he doesn’t complain. In fact, it seems to spur him on. His sexy gaze meets my eyes as he licks me, his strong arms gripping my legs and holding me close. We’re both locked in this passionate embrace and I’m not complaining one bit.
“You taste amazing,” he groans between my legs. I whimper as he storks my nub with his tongue again. He knows just how to make me feel like the sexiest woman in the world. I might be new to this, but I’m so comfortable with him. I’d never do this with anyone else. He’s the only man I’ll ever let touch me like this.
I can feel myself edging toward my orgasm. Breathing hard, I know I’m being too loud, but I can’t help myself. He just drives me crazy. As I reach my first orgasm, I cry out and buck against his face. He growls between my legs, not letting up for even a second. His tongue is still flickering back and forth, teasing my clit and coaxing me closer and closer to another orgasm even as the first one is coming over me like a tidal wave. My breasts heave as I gasp for air, driven wild by his touch.
“Dylan…” I breathe.
“I don’t want to stop until you’ve come over and over again,” he growls. “I want to send you straight over the edge. I want you weak so in the knees, you won’t be able to walk by the time I’m done with you.”
The dirty talk is too much for me. As his tongue strokes my clit once again, my second orgasm overwhelms me with a cry from my lips. I’m dizzy with pleasure, but he’s still not done with me. He grabs my hips and flips me onto my front, pulling me onto all fours with his strong hands. With my ass raised in the air for him, baiting him, he dives back in. He gently spanks my ass and then his mouth is back on my pussy, eating me out from behind. His hands reach around to grab my breasts, fondling my nipples as he licks me. I’m so turned on that my legs begin to shake. He said that’s what he wanted from me, and now he’s got it. I’m completely at his mercy.
“You think you can take much more, baby?” he growls. He spanks my ass again and I moan in delight.
“I’m going to come again.”
It only takes a few more moments. His mouth on my pussy is just too much to handle. As my third orgasm takes over me, I feel ready to collapse. I fall forward onto the bed, my legs quivering as I gasp for air. I’ve never felt something so intense in my life. When he flips be onto my back, I’m so wet between my legs that I feel like it’s flooding out of me. Dylan’s presence is so domineering as he climbs over the top of me. His lips are glistening with my juices and it’s making me feel ready to come all over again.
“You think I’m done with you?” he growls seductively. “Not even close, Cora. I’m going to take you now. Open your legs for me, baby. I want to see you give yourself up to me entirely.”
I want nothing more than to do as he’s asking of me. As far as I’m concerned, I’m already at his mercy. But there’s one thing he doesn’t know yet. One thing that I need to tell him before we take this all the way.
I watch as he stands and drops his pants and tugs off his shirt. He stands naked before me, his huge throbbing member ready to enter me for the first time. I crave him so badly that I’m shaking. But I have to be honest with him. I don’t want to go into this without him knowing.
“Dylan...there’s something you should know about me…”
“I know everything I need to know,” he growls. “I want you, Cora. More than anything in the world.”
“But you might change your mind when I tell you this,” I murmur. I take a shaky breath. “I’m sorry I kept this from you. But...I’m a virgin. This is my first time.”
Dylan
I stop where I am. Did I just hear her right? There’s absolutely no chance that I did...surely a woman as beautiful as her isn’t a virgin? Surely some man has tried to snatch her up before?
“You’re a virgin?”
Her expression is pained. “Dylan, I hope you don’t think I’m immature. I’ve just been waiting for the right man. And I want that man to be you. Please don’t be angry.”
“Angry?” I growl. “I’ve never been fucking happier. To know that no other man has ever touched you like this. To know you’re all mine and always will be...that’s hottest thing I’ve ever heard, Cora.”
Her eyes widen. “It is?”
“Yes,” I growl, moving closer to her again. I tilt her chin up to look at me. “I’ve never been so fucking turned on in my life. And now, I’m going to take your virginity. I’m going to make it the best experience of your entire life. I’m going to come deep inside you and finally get what we’ve both been waiting for. Don’t you worry about a thing, baby. I want you so much. Give yourself to me.”
“I’m yours,” she whispers and then her lips crash against mine. I grab the hem of her dress and tug it over her head and then we’re kissing again, both of us naked at last. All I want is for our bodies to join togethe
r and become one. I want to feel the wetness of her pussy around my cock. I want to take her hard and deep. I position her on her back, my cock desperately pushing against her entrance. I’ve waited so long for this moment but I have to hold back, take it slow, I don’t want to hurt her.
She gazes up at me with wonder in her eyes and I can’t take it. I have to have her. Make her mine. My hand finds her breast, caressing it as I push myself inside her slowly for the first time. I groan. It feels so good to be inside her that I almost come right there. But I want this moment to last. I want this to be a night to remember.
She moans as I push a little deeper inside her. I’m worried about hurting her, but when she looks into my eyes and mouths ‘more’, I don’t hesitate to give it to her. I plunge deeper into her tight heat, growling as I kiss her neck and working myself into a rhythm. Moving inside her is the best thing I’ve ever experienced, especially when I can hear her moan with each thrust, her pleasure evident from the noises that escape her lips.
“Dylan,” she moans and I move a little faster inside her. As more of my length disappears inside her, I know I won’t last long. She’s too damn sexy. Her curvaceous body beneath mine is begging to be explored, and I can’t get enough. I let my mouth trail over her neck and her breasts as I plow deep inside her, grunting as each thrust takes my pleasure up another notch.
I never imagined it could be this good, but with the perfect woman giving herself up to me, I’m in heaven. Her breath is hot against my skin as my teeth graze her neck.
“I want you to come for me,” I growl in her ear. “I want your body shaking at my touch.”
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