by Ember Cole
I rip my mouth away and tease her folds with my finger, running it through the slickness. She groans but remains still.
“Good girl,” I murmur, then gently bite down on her clit again.
Her entire body goes rigid, and I keep her there, right on the edge, not letting her fall over. Not yet. Not until I add one more level of torture. I back away before she comes and use soft, whispery strokes of my tongue to ease her back, just enough to let her know that her orgasm is out of her reach until I want to give it to her.
I glance up and see she’s watching, but the way her eyes are glazed and how rapidly she’s breathing, I doubt she’s seeing much. Every nerve in her body is focused on one thing: release.
Still teasing her clit with my tongue, I ease a finger between her folds and sink an inch into the heat between her legs. Immediately, her pussy clamps down and holds on like a vise.
The rein on my control snaps a little more when I think about how she’s going to feel wrapped around my cock.
I slide back and add another finger, pulsing both in and out, shallow enough to graze that spot just inside, the one that I know is going to make her come so hard she’ll see stars.
She squeezes down every time I glide over that bundle of nerves, and it’s driving me crazy. My fingers are coated in wetness, and the sweet scent of her desire fills my lungs. Her thighs shake against my shoulders.
I take my time, prolonging her tortuous ascent into release as long as I can. She shudders as I draw my fingers back out, but then I slide them in, farther than before, until I’m stopped by…
No fucking way.
She cries out and her body tenses, clenching around my fingers so tight it almost hurts. She’s panting, and her face is scrunched up. I don’t move my hand but keep licking at her clit.
When I feel her ease up, I go back to the spot that makes her whimper.
“You ever had a man inside you, babygirl?”
She forces her eyes open and looks down at me. I can see her struggle to focus. I should tease her a little more, but I don’t. This is too damned important. She’s been so responsive all night, reacting perfectly to every touch. I can’t believe she’s never done this before.
“No,” she whispers.
Her eyes lock with mine. There’s more clarity now, but I can’t see past the blood pounding in my ears. Every instinct in my body demands that I claim her like some fucking caveman. Knowing she’s never been with another man hits hot buttons I didn’t even know I had.
Mine.
I keep pumping my fingers but move higher over her body. She’s sprawled under me, wide open and willing, and she’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. She wants me, and fuck knows I want her. I can make sure that her first time is something she never forgets.
We’re both adults.
Barely, a voice whispers.
Am I bastard enough to take what she’s offering knowing how many years are between us? She should be with someone Adam’s age, not someone old enough to be her… I squeeze my eyes shut. I can’t think about that.
“Daniel.”
Her breathy voice urges my eyes open. She arches her back, her arms still over her head, and I feel her milking my fingers. She’s so slick, so fucking ready.
I watch as she pulls her bottom lip between her teeth and a blush crawls up her neck. Her gaze drops to where my hand is still between her legs, fingers still buried inside her. She could move, could rock against my hand and bring herself closer, but she waits. For me.
“What do you need, babygirl?” I have the unfamiliar urge to give her anything she wants.
Her wide, beautiful blue eyes stare up at me. “Please make me come, Daniel.”
Fire licks through my veins. I’ve never been this fucking turned on in my life.
I lean down and kiss her clit before running my tongue down to where my fingers are moving in and out again. I hear a gasp, and more wetness spills out onto my hand. She’s been ready since she walked out of my office, and I’ve been driving her higher ever since, but now it’s time to see just how much she can take before she breaks.
I keep a slow pace with my fingers and my lips, grazing her G-spot with each stroke. “I’m going to bring you right to the edge,” I say between licks, “very, very slowly. And when you think you can’t take a second more, I’m going to push you even further.”
She whimpers, and already I can feel her pussy pulsing around my fingers. She’s not very far away from that edge. A gasp escapes her lips, and her eyes slam shut, eyebrows drawn down. Her thighs tremble even harder.
I flick her clit with the end of my tongue, and she clamps down on my fingers. I know she’s close now.
“You are not going to come. Do you hear me? You are not allowed to come, not until I let you.”
She clenches around my fingers, so tight that all I can think about is what it would feel like to have my dick buried in that heat. But I’m not going to do that. This is all I’m allowing myself, so I’m going to make it good for her.
I ease back on the pressure inside her, slow my tongue until it’s barely whispering over that tight little bud. Her whimpers turn to “please,” but she doesn’t move. She lies there, spread out, just waiting for me to do whatever the fuck I want. My dick’s been hard so long it hurts, but I’m not stopping until I make her scream.
“I can’t take much more,” she sobs, and it’s a fucking beautiful sound.
“Babygirl, you can take so much more.” I pump my fingers faster, suck her clit into my mouth, and graze it with my teeth. Her keening gets louder, and I know behind the groans, she’s waiting for me to stop again. I keep pushing her higher.
“Daniel!”
That’s what I was waiting for. The beginning of her panic, when she’s not sure if she can fight it any longer. When she’s trying so hard not to disobey. I love this moment, the one right before she breaks.
Her entire body goes rigid.
She is right there.
She’s fighting for me so good.
“Daniel?” Her voice is high-pitched, and I can hear the edge of her orgasm in my name. I grin against her wet heat. A few more seconds. She starts begging, and my dick swells.
“Oh God, Daniel. I can’t. It hurts so bad. Please…please…please…”
She’s strung as tight as a fucking bow. I pull her back just one more inch, add a third finger, and drive my fingers through her barrier, claiming her in the only way I’ll allow myself.
“Come, babygirl.”
Her entire body goes rigid, and she screams. Her pussy milks my fingers, her juices flooding my hand. I suck her clit between my teeth, and that gorgeous scream shifts into a deep guttural wail. Her hips jerk up and down, chasing the aftershocks that roll through her. I can see every one of them as her stomach tenses and squeezes around my fingers, and I draw them all out with my tongue. My teeth. All the while, I lose myself imaging that she’s wrapped around my cock, screaming like a fucking banshee.
As much as I’d like to bury myself in her, she’s a virgin and she’s fucking twenty-one and I’m forty and nothing more than what we’re doing now will ever happen.
I tap into every ounce of control I have and slowly run my tongue up and down her clit, softer this time as I ease my fingers out. Not wanting to let all the juices leaking from her body go to waste, I drink her down. That sets off another low moan that goes straight to my dick.
After a long minute, she finally stops shaking.
When she finally opens her eyes, she smiles at me. It’s a goofy smile. A come-drunk smile. I rock back onto my heels and stand. Seeing her limp and satisfied is feeding my fucking ego like nothing else. She tries to reach for me, but when her arms flop back down she giggles.
I chuckle. “How do you feel?”
“Like I’m flying,” she says with a grin. “This is better than drugs. God, they should be telling kids in school not to do sex. ‘This is your brain,’ then crack an egg in a frying pan and stir it around, then the narrator
, ‘This is your brain on sex.’”
She giggles again, and it’s so fucking cute that I laugh.
It’s an unfamiliar sensation. I shut it down immediately.
“I can’t move,” she says. “And I don’t even care.” Her eyes drift closed before they pop back open. “Oh, we should probably do something about that, huh?”
She’s pointing at where my dick bulges, testing the limits of my jeans since I walked in the door. I won’t lie, it’s tempting as hell, but I shake my head.
“You’ve had more than you can handle for tonight. Let’s get you to bed.”
I grab the blanket that’s hanging over the back of the couch and drape it over her, then lean down and slip my arms under her knees and shoulders. She wraps her arms around me and snuggles into my neck. I damned near trip when I feel her lips brushing just under my ear.
“Which one is yours?” I ask, a little rougher than I mean to. She feels too good in my arms. Warm and soft and… I grit my teeth.
“The right.”
I push open the door and step into a room that smells just like her. I gulp in lungfuls of her scent, greedy for this small part of her. I’ve got her tucked into bed when she reaches out and takes my hand.
“Will you stay for a bit? I like how your arms feel around me.”
She’s already half asleep, but I climb into the bed next to her, and she immediately curls into my side. I slip my arm around her and brush my hand up and down her shoulder.
Soft, contented sounds come from her throat as I stare up at the ceiling.
Her room is shrouded in darkness, but I can make out the soft pink color of the walls near a small lamp that’s on. The covers on her bed are white. Everything about this room screams innocent and the more I lie there, the heavier the dread in my gut becomes.
I shouldn’t have come here tonight. I gave in, and already this girl is under my skin. It’s no good. She’s half my age. Fuck, the things I’ve done and seen make me feel a hundred years old. She doesn’t need to be a part of all that.
No matter how badly I want to fuck her, it can’t happen. Tonight was it; there can’t be a repeat. I need to forget about her altogether.
And yet it still takes much longer than it should for me to leave her alone in the bed after she falls asleep.
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BOOKS BY EMBER COLE
STIFF DISCIPLINE
PRIVATE PRICK
UNLAWFUL ENTRY
SEVEN BROTHERS AND A VIRGIN
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Epilogue
Sneak Peek of Stiff Discipline
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