Be My First: A Billionaire and Virgin Romance

by Lauren Wood

  “I do want you to tell Tamara that I never meant to make her feel that I didn’t care. If I was being honest, I would say that I was a little scared about the possibility of falling for her. I’ve known for a very long time that my tendency to jump from one pair of legs to another is a sickness. I can’t seem to help myself and it’s possible that I have a sex addiction. I haven’t got that far to admit such a thing, but maybe it’s time that I address the elephant in the room.” He knew that he had a healthy sex life. It made him very happy to be in the company of more than just one woman. If that was true, then why was he thinking about her after the door closed?

  Chapter 4

  He was right about his father and they had a bonding experience looking for a suit that would fit him and was the right one for the occasion. He always drowned him out when he was talking about his suits of armor going into battle when he went to do a sales call. They found this dark blue suit and accompanying it underneath was a dark shirt and a white tie with what appeared to be etchings of lips along the surface of the material. Sheridan was beginning to see what it meant to dress to impress. His mother almost fainted when she saw him coming down the stairs looking like a younger version of his father.

  “I don’t know who this girl is that you’re dressing up for, but I think that we should meet her if things get serious.” His mother had seen the way that he used women like yesterday’s tissue and threw them away after he was done with them. She had no idea where she’d had gone wrong and this was the first glimmer of hope that he had become the man that she wanted him to be. “Take my advice and let things simmer for a while before you make your move. You’d be surprised at how often a little bit of patience will pay off. You could even take that advice onto the field with you and I know how you sometimes showboat to the crowd.” He went towards the door and she grabbed him and kissed him on the cheek. It made him blush with embarrassment.

  He had to admit that he did make a fetching site and as he drove his newly shined Porsche out of the driveway it was like he was seeing himself a lot more clearly.

  He parked the car and went into the restaurant feeling like he didn’t belong. The maitre D led him to an out of the way table. His first impression of her was exactly what he was afraid of. That white dress and the very limited peek at her cleavage made her look like an unattainable piece of fruit.

  “I was little worried that you were not going to make it. I’m glad to see that you took my advice even though it looks like you’re wearing some sort of straitjacket. You look amazing and there isn’t a girl alive that wouldn’t be impressed with the way that you are dressed. That’s only the outer layer. Take my hand and kiss the back of it with your eyes never leaving my own. This might seem a little old fashioned, but sometimes the classics never go out of style.” The first touch of his lips to her hand made her legs move slightly ajar like she was expecting something. “He does seem like he’s willing to listen. Let’s see how things progress during the evening. That suit does look good on him, but it would look a whole lot better off of him. I have to try and not do something stupid. It’s hard to do that when another part of his anatomy is not exactly staying quiet during all of this.”

  He had gone on the Internet and onto her Facebook to learn some things that she was into. The conversation was light and the banter was full of levity. Normally, he would be telling the girl the many things that he was going to do to her body until they had to rush out of whatever mundane thing that they were doing.

  The meal was to die. He found that he had a real appetite for Cajun cuisine. The gumbo had him wondering why he didn’t try this a long time ago. He never took a few moments to enjoy the culture and the southern hospitality that were offered for just about anyone in the area. He was all about himself. He believed that people were there to please him and not the other way around.

  At the end of the evening they left the restaurant and she found that he had taken her hand. The lessons that she was teaching him might have been unleashing a monster, but she felt that he was worth the risk. It was only after they got back into his car that their desire for each other could not be ignored. They looked at each other for a moment and then looked away and came back in a lip lock that had the windows steaming up.

  “I didn’t expect this and I certainly didn’t believe for a second that it would happen. He has shown no contempt and he has listened with an aptitude for learning. I just gave him an arsenal to make women into pieces of clay for him to mold into the perfect lover. What the hell was I thinking? He didn’t need me, or maybe he did and this is his way of trying to turn over a new leaf. His tongue is certainly adventurous. He has a few tricks that I’m not sure that I’ve ever felt before. The way that he tickles the top of my palate with the tip of his tongue is causing things to happen below my waist. I can feel his hand up along my thigh underneath this white dress.”

  He found his fingers touching the fabric of her panties. He pulled it aside to feel the heated contents of her sex against the pad of his finger. He drew a straight line down the wetness until those lips parted like that of the red sea. They were still kissing and he saw her eyes go wide when he insinuated his finger into the moistness that he had came in contact with. He ended the kiss by biting her bottom lip in a playful gesture.

  “I’m sure that it’s not the way that you envisioned this evening ending. I’m sorry if I overstepped my bounds. If you want to forget about this and go back home, I wouldn’t blame you.” He had found their conversation to be delightful and learning about her and actually listening made him want to express himself physically. “I do want you to know that your lessons were nothing without a suitable subject. I find your haunting green eyes to be looking into my very soul.” He was trying to open up and this was the first time that he had ever been seriously interested in more than just the hot sex that would make them both feel like they had been blind and now they could see.

  Instead of answering, she showed him in actions that there was no place that she wanted to be other than by his side. She never thought that she would be caught inside a car making out and about to do something that could possibly make her regret it in the morning.

  “I don’t know what it is, but I have to have you. I can only hope that you will respect me in the morning.” “I’m pulling down the zipper and I see the sleeping beauty ready for my kiss to wake it from its slumber. I pull out his cock and it’s exactly what Tamara had said. I’m not truly prepared for what has greeted my eyes. I grab it and I feel the veins throbbing against my fingertips and the way that the head is offering up just a small taste for free. I can’t possibly turn that down and I don’t think that any woman could after an evening like that. He really did care about what I had to say.” Shana lowered her guard long enough to slip her lips over top of the crown of his cock. That initial taste was only a tease. She wanted more from the evening than just one lone drop to satisfy her desire.

  He watched mesmerized as she struggled to take his demanding cock. His cock disappeared and she may have gagged slightly, but that didn’t stop her from continuing the pursuit of getting every fucking inch down her throat. “Your approach… AHH… AHH… I love the way that you scrape me with your teeth. You make it hurt so fucking good.” He lifted his ass and saw that his balls were now pressed nicely against her chin. They were definitely closer than expected. Catching her was better than he could hope for. He had this catch in his throat as he reeled back and let go with a torrent of his memorable release.

  Shana wasn’t expecting the canon to go off, but she was happily devoured what was being supplied. It caused her to want more. She worked to make sure that he didn’t lose the stiffness. She applied many techniques that she had never used before. She saw his exhausted member stretching to accommodate her wishes of staying in the moment. She wanted to surprise him and in the process she even surprised herself. She thought that she could contain her emotions and place them deep down where they were going to do no harm. She should have known better
than to think that her body had any semblance of right and wrong. “I just felt him shoot his cream down my throat and I was lucky to pull him back so that I could savor those last few shots covering my tongue with that sticky sweetness.”

  “I don’t know how you did that, but I have to applaud your effort. It usually takes me more time than exiting of woman’s mouth to get back that feeling down below. I have to say that this evening has been full of surprises and each one has been a welcome respite from my normal conquests. For some reason, I feel that I need to be honest with you and I don’t know how you’re going to take this. I only used the ploy of wanting your help to get close to you. It worked better than I thought it was going to. I really do feel that you might know me better than I know myself. I wish that there was a way that I could show you…oh wait… I think that there is.” He pressed the button on the chair beside her and heard her squeal of surprise as she was now lying prone.

  “I should be angry, but I’m not. I should run from this car, but the only thing that I want is for you to eat my pussy until I am pushing my feet up against the top of the car.” I’m lying here as he pushes my knees apart and his fingers slide delicately along the smoothness of my thighs. I feel his hot breath at my panties and I’m already soaking wet and ready for just about anything that he’s going to do. I sense his hesitation. I think it’s time that I wrap my legs around his neck to make sure that he knows that there’s nothing that’s going to stop me from getting him to orally satisfy me.” Shana did indeed wrap her legs around him feeling his lips pressed to the crotch of her panties and then one long swipe of his tongue through the material was only enough to make her yearn.

  It was that delicious nectar of the gods that had him applying his tongue and watching as it sank into the everlasting tightness of her hole. He didn’t even have to use his hand to manually stimulate himself and nothing was going to bring down the flag at full salute.

  “Yes…so fucking deep. I think that I’m beginning to see that being with you can be an addictive experience. My god…that is certainly one way to get to a woman’s heart.” She screamed and her feet slipped from around his neck to press up against the roof of the car. Her high heels were digging into it and leaving her mark behind in the wake of her climactic moment. “I want to believe that this is him showing me the real Sheridan. He doesn’t know when to give up and that first orgasm was only the beginning. I’m looking at myself and I see the woman that has become unglued. I see the way that I scream. I feel the way that my pussy clamps down on top of him to make sure that he doesn’t escape my clutches. I ride each one to the finish line. I think he knows exactly what I need more than anything else.”

  He listened to her scream and knew that she was in a league of her own. That emotion of sexual bliss became like a symphony to his ears. He was completely enamored and her body responded to his every touch like a live wire was being pressed into her flesh. He felt her pull at his hair and he was left with a permanent glaze that he never wanted to wipe off.

  “I know that I might have gotten a little carried away. I have to thank you for taking me underneath your wing, but I think that I can take it from here. You’re the kind of woman that needs more pleasure than the average woman. I think that I can give it to you, but only if you want it.” He would have just slipped it to the girl that he was with, but this time he wanted her permission. He got it the form of her hands wrapping around him from below and pulling him into position. His knob touched her lips and he knew what was awaiting him.

  Shuffling up to him, Shana made the necessary adjustment to give him free rein to her body. “In the blink of an eye things can change. Any chance that I get to be with you will be something that I…CHER…ISH.” The last word got stuck in her throat as he moved forward with the thrust of his hips. She felt his body on top of her and noticed that he was moving quickly to take off his shirt to reveal those muscles that made her little hole clamp down on his cock from seeing him in his glory.

  “I can’t understand why somebody like you would be single. You’re the total package. Oh my god…you just fucking did that. No woman knows how my nipples are my weak spot. How is it that you seem to know me better than they do? Is it because you go the extra mile? Have I always been that predictable and didn’t know it?” Sheridan gave her short and hard strokes that were meant to make that telltale wet slap every time that he buried it deep. He could feel the convulsions starting to radiate down her excited walls. The way that those walls were now closing in on him made him grateful that his cock was not claustrophobic.

  “Make those shocks take the brunt of what you’re doing to me. Give me the blunt end of your instrument and make it feel so fucking good that I will always want to be with you. Show me what you have learned and what I have yet to learn. Your stick is not easy to get…used to. You fuck me like an animal and I have to admit that taking off the chains was a good thing. You’re banging me into submission and leaving me panting and wanting more. My god… I don’t think that I’ve ever had this kind of…fucking climax.” I’m being used and abused and I know that I will never look at him the same way. I can’t have him thinking that this one time is going to be enough. I forgive him for coming to me under false pretenses. I’m glad that he did or I wouldn’t be here getting the fuck of a lifetime.

  “Yes…play with my body and make my cock into your own personal toy. You’ve always had me and all you had to do was look at me to find the truth. Yes… Shana… Shana… Shana.” He could feel the rising storm and that swirling white tornado coming up the length. There was a moment of complete serenity and then his mind short circuited with the pleasure that became something that he would always measure the next time that he was with her by.

  She felt the ejection of his manhood and the way that her pussy seemed to hunger for the very sweet sauce that had now driven into her. She was beating her heels against the ceiling leaving puncture marks. “I lie here taking this and I know that he’s the one that I have been dreaming about. I just hope that I can prevent him from straying and the last thing I want is to see him with another woman unless of course it’s agreed upon beforehand amongst the both of us. I can see us experimenting for the sake of what other pleasures are out there to be had. Birthdays and anniversaries are going to be very interesting. We are going to try to outdo each other with how kinky and perverted we can get.”

  He saw the way that she looked. She had that well fucked satisfied smile creased across her face. They were both slippery to the touch. He pulled back slowly and watched as each inch began to emerge from the hot little cocoon. His knob was the last to exit. He saw his discharge clinging to the inside of her lips. He always wore something to protect himself from the possibility of getting someone pregnant, but he never even managed to get it out of the wrapper.

  They promised each other that they were always going to be in each other’s lives and that was a promise that they were going to take very seriously. Even after he was drafted, she followed him to Chicago and they soon found out that they were going to be with child. This whole thing had started off by her being the ultimate prize and in the end that’s exactly what she was.

  THE END

  THE CHOSEN WARRIOR

  Chapter 1

  “I don’t know what to tell you, Colleen. I have to be at this rally tonight and I won’t be here to take one of my shifts. I don’t think that it’s much of a hardship for you to fill in for me. You have done this before and people have always said that you should be the one that is on the radio. Why you took a job in management is beyond me. I am still trying to scratch my head over that one.” Jackson was a sought after commodity by any radio station in the area. He’s a little eccentric, but his delivery was bar none. “I’m the talent around here and it would be a good thing that you remember that. I don’t think that those that are higher than you will be the very happy with losing me over something, so trivial.” Jackson felt like he was all that and he deserved to have everything that he wanted on a silv
er platter.

  “I can’t see any reason why we can’t accommodate your wishes.” What she didn’t wanna say was that she was getting tired of bending over backwards to please him. He was an aging artist and one that was slowly being put out to pasture by those young bucks that were making a name for themselves. It wouldn’t be long before he was passing on the baton to somebody that was youthful and didn’t ask for the world. “It’s only one night and I’m sure that I can juggle things around. I would suggest that you don’t make a habit of this. You may just find that somewhere down the road that your usefulness will come to an end.” “I’ve never liked Jackson and I would rather that he be replaced with a monkey. Everything today is becoming automated, but we are one of the rare ones that still offer a warm body to talk to in the middle of the night.”

  “I think that was a bit of a threat. Do you know who you’re talking to?” He had stringy gray hair that cascaded down over his back. He was lanky and you could tell that his days of abusing recreational drugs had taken its toll. “I don’t need this constant abuse. I could easily go to any radio station in this city and find employment like that. I’m going to leave, before I say something that I regret.” Jackson had never loved the idea of a woman that had power over him. It was bad enough that when he went home he was constantly emasculated by the woman that claimed that she loved him. He would get drunk and fall asleep on the couch, waking to a headache that would beat the band.

  “I appreciate your talents, but your attitude needs adjusting. One of these days, we’re going to have to have a frank discussion about your views on women. You think that you’re hiding it, but your contempt for me being in charge is evident by the way that you treat me on a daily basis.” They were in her office, her blond hair tight in a ponytail to be more professional and wearing a pantsuit that gave her the air of superiority over others. “I treat this like a business. I do not get caught up in relationships. I don’t make any snap decisions. I weigh things carefully and then I do what is best for business.” I think that what is best for business is that Jackson find himself another line of work. Once his contract is up in the next few months, I intend to talk to those that are, so high on him and convince them that his time has come and gone.