by Amy Brent
FILLING UP THE VIRGIN
Amy Brent
TABLE OF CONTENTS
Filling up the Virgin
Daddy’s Girl Collection
Secret Baby Romance Collection
Christmas with Boss Brothers (Billionaire Bosses Menage Collection)
Older Man Younger Woman Menage Collection
More Steamy Romance by Amy Brent
Exclusive Excerpt: Christmas with 3 cowboys (Foursome Menage Romance)
FILLING UP THE VIRGIN
Copyright 2016 by Amy Brent and Moonlight Passion Publishing.
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Filling up the Virgin
Author’s Note: This book contains the complete Christmas with Boss Brothers Billionaire Bosses Menage Collection and a very HOT exclusive excerpt to Amy’s Bestseller – Christmas with 3 Cowboys! Don’t forget to check that out via the TOC!
CHAPTER 1
“Poe!! Are you home?” I heard my best friend’s voice and rolled my eyes, almost regretting the fact that she had a key to my small apartment in New York. I stepped out of my bathroom to glance down the tiny hallway as she appeared, her bright blonde hair hanging over her shoulders. “Ready to party?”
“Well, that or escape,” I replied as her dark brown eyes narrowed with concern. “Ugh. Don’t listen to me. I just have a bad…life.” I was a junior at NYU studying English and American Literature, and due to an ugly separation going on with my parents that I was far more involved in than I wanted to be, I wasn’t doing so great. My grades were dropping due to a lack of sleep, and I found myself not getting along with my boyfriend, James. I was near certain that he was cheating on me at this point, and while I wasn’t heartbroken over it…I was a little bitter that he just didn’t end it. Nicki talked me into coming out with her tonight to loosen up and just forget everything for a bit, making sense as I agreed.
“We’re going to have a great time tonight,” Nicki said with a reassuring smile as she looked me over. I’d started fixing my curly dark brown hair, and she walked into the bathroom with a gleam in her eye.
We left forty-five minutes later with my light blue eyes smeared with a smoky shadow and lots of mascara and a soft nude lipstick on my full mouth. I looked pretty since I didn’t think I was ugly. I just wasn’t tiny like Nicki and had some curves, and that wasn’t for everyone. I wish James had the balls to tell me that, but at least I found out about him before I decided to sleep with him.
Yep, I was a virgin at twenty-one. I know that it’s not common, but I worked hard in high school to get here, focusing on my studies. When I met James in class six months ago, we connected, and I started dating him. He just wasn’t so great that I jumped right into bed with him, making me wonder if he’d still do what he did if things were different.
I felt Nicki grab my hand and pull me into the cab that she’d called, declaring that neither of us was driving tonight. She had nothing that she was moping about. Nicki just loved the New York nightlife. “Stop thinking about that ass. We’re going to have fun tonight!”
“I know,” I told her with a weak smile as I ran a hand through my long bob. Nicki had a place that she favored that was nothing like the bars we were used to in Oregon. This one was for dancing with bright lights and different layers of stages, along with never-ending beats and drink specials every hour. It was fun, and while it might not be my place of choice, I could disappear into myself for a while and just loosen up. Nicki had dressed me in one of my black dresses, high above my knees and clinging to my curves with a pair of high heels that showed off my thick calves. She was wearing a tiny black skirt and a sheer plum shirt with a tiny camisole underneath, and I knew that she’d drive the men crazy.
I didn’t care if I did as we walked inside and she danced over to the bar, making me laugh. Nicki was fun and friendly, making me stay as positive as I could through the trying times in my life. We ordered drinks, and I glanced around the room to see a table of men drinking and laughing, my eyes resting on the one in the back with tousled dark hair and what looked like bright green eyes. He was gorgeous and sipped his beer as he looked up and locked eyes with me. I felt my heart skip a beat as heat washed over my body and he let his eyes drift over my body. There was no possible way that he could be appreciating me in a place like this, full of beautiful women.
I sensed a confidence about him as he raised his eyes back to mine and said something to his friends. Nicki turned to hand me a drink, and I fully expected him to move his eyes to her, though they stayed locked with mine. “Polly? What’s up?”
“Nothing,” I replied in a daze as I held up my drink and smiled. “Cheers!” We tossed back the drinks, and I forced my attention back to the present as the sweet liquid washed down my throat. “Shall we dance?”
“I’d like to buy you another drink if you’d like one.” I swallowed and looked into the face of the man from the table, taking in his perfect cheekbones and deep eyes that were a bright shade of green that reminded me of fresh grass. He was better close up, and I licked my lips nervously as I smiled weakly at him. “My name is Declan Michaels. Who are you?” His eyes and his voice demanded an answer, and I found myself telling him without any hesitation, even introducing Nicki to him. He smiled briefly at her, asking what she’d like to drink before turning his attention back to me. We both asked for one of the popular martinis that everyone was drinking, and he moved into the crowd that had taken our spot at the bar, almost too quickly as if they moved for him.
Who was this guy?
He turned quickly and handed us our drinks before slipping a bill across the smooth wood of the bar. I didn’t see what it was, but he waved across the room, and the guys from his table stood and headed over, all good looking like he was as Nicki’s eyes lit up. They looked a little older than the two of us, and I observed them as I sipped the strong liquid, focusing on him. Declan must be around twenty-five, and beyond being stunningly good-looking, he exerted confidence, and I knew that he was content with who he was. Judging from the eyes on the room that were focused on our little group, everyone else either admired or knew of him.
My heart sank as I wondered if he was like James for a fleeting second before pushing the thought away. James was a twenty-two-year-old college student that was trying to figure himself out, and Declan was already there. Besides, what did it matter? We’d probably chat a bit and have some drinks, and that was it.
He leaned in and pulled me away from the group as I smiled at him. “Tell me about yourself, Polly.”
“Well, I go to NYU, and I’ll be graduating in just over a year with a degree in English and American Literature. I have no idea what will happen then, but I guess I don’t have to worry ab
out it quite yet.” I shrugged and sipped my drink again as he took me in with greedy eyes. “What do you do?”
“I am involved in several businesses in the city, Polly.” His eyes crinkled as I felt myself heating up all over again.
“You look young,” I blurted out as he smiled and I finished my drink.
“I’m twenty-six, and it’s something of a family thing. How old are you?” He asked as he moved closer to me and stared into my eyes.
“Twenty-one,” I told him, feeling like a child next to Declan.
“Another?” He asked as he glanced at my empty glass and I nodded. I knew that the drinks were going to catch up to me, but I was so entranced with him that I didn’t care. He went to the bar, and I felt someone squeeze my hand as I glanced over at Nicki. She was surrounded by guys and looked thrilled as she smiled at me.
“He’s so into you!” I watched her mouth move as I blushed and shook my head. She nodded emphatically and watched as Declan came back with another one of the appletinis for me, and I took it as I thanked him softly. We talked some more about the city, and he glanced out at the dance floor as I finished my drink, feeling it wash over me. I blinked slowly as he stared down at me, easily several feet taller than my five foot eight height that didn’t compliment all my curves, in my opinion.
“Would you like to dance with me?” Declan asked as I nodded with a slow smile, enjoying the feeling deep inside of my body. I hadn’t felt this attracted to a man before and it was exhilarating. I decided that if it went anywhere, I wouldn’t hesitate. I was tired of holding back and a night with Declan would change my life, or at least make me forget it for a little while.
He took my hand and pulled me out to the dance floor, finding a little nook where we could have some privacy as he moved close to me. I took in his scent; musky with a hint of spice and moved my hips to the slow, pulsing beat of the song playing as I felt his hands on my body, pulling me closer. Declan was wearing a pair of worn black jeans and a button up shirt a few shades darker than his eyes that showed off the muscles underneath his clothes. I felt my inhibitions slipping away as I slid my arms up his chest and felt him tense under my touch. “Polly,” he murmured as he spun us further into a corner and slipped one hand just under my breasts as I shivered. “I want you.”
I slipped my arms around his neck and pulled him down to my face for a kiss, my lips greedy against his as he claimed me with a slow swipe of his tongue. This was how a man was supposed to feel. James had been clumsy and in this moment, I understood why I never wanted to sleep with him. I wanted nothing more than that with Declan as he pressed me against the wall and tilted his head to deepen the long kiss as he pulled back enough to run his hands over my body.
I knew that I was in a club and that there were a lot of people around us. I didn’t care. I wanted Declan, and I felt him slide his hand over the lace of my bra and cup me as I moaned against his lips. I felt his leg slide between my legs as he nibbled at my jaw, applying the right amount of pressure as I whimpered. His muscular thigh pressed against the lace of my panties, pushing up the skirt of my dress as he pushed harder and stared into my face.
Declan moved his lips just under my ear as I started to rock against him, desperate to release all the pressure building up inside of me. I tried to care what people must be thinking or how bright it was where we were, but the only feeling that mattered was the way my body was reacting to him. “Let go,” he urged me as I reached around his body to pull him closer, moaning his name as I exploded and dropped back against the wall. “I want you to do that around my cock, Polly. Come to my place?”
CHAPTER 2
I nodded as I tried to regain my senses, needing all of him. “I should tell Nicki,” I murmured, seeking to find some logic in all the lust that I was feeling. Declan fixed my clothing and took my hand to lead me to part of the dance floor that she had taken up with one of his friends. “Hey, I’m going to take off,” I told her as she looked at me and then Declan. As fun and impulsive as she was, I knew that she was also safety conscious.
“Do you have his number?” She asked the dark blonde man that she was standing close to as he nodded. “Call me if you need anything, Poe?” She leaned close to kiss me on my cheek, smiling at me. “Have fun!!”
“I will,” I told her as I gave her a hug. I knew that she may very well go home with the man that she was dancing with, judging from the obvious attraction between them. That wasn’t as uncommon for her as it was me and I reached for Declan as I looked at him. He took my hand and told our friends to have a good night before he whisked me out into the streets, where the cool late summer wind blew my hair around my face. Everything looked brighter right now, and I laughed as he took my hand again and led me down the sidewalk. “Where do you live?” I asked as I thought about my little apartment tucked away near the college.
“I have a hotel room close by for tonight, but I also own a home out in Long Island for the times I need a little break,” he replied as I looked around at the massive buildings. It was one of the most expensive areas in the city, and I wondered what his businesses were as I felt him squeeze my hand. “You were beautiful back there, you know.”
“I was?” I blushed as I stared down at the sidewalk before he cupped my face and forced my eyes to his. “I’ve never done that before…in a club, I mean.” His eyebrow raised in curiosity and I licked my lips. “I’ve never done that when a man was inside of me.”
“You’re a virgin?” He asked as I nodded and watched his eyes darken. “Do you want this?” I nodded again, and he took a deep breath before he walked me faster down the block. I watched as his feet moved faster, struggling to keep up as my heels clicked against the cement. I saw him look at me for a moment as he slowed down and gave me an impatient smile. “I don’t want you to fall. I don’t want anything to ruin this for us.”
“Me neither,” I told him as he traced my skin with his thumb, making my thighs ache with need. I marveled at the feeling and laughed as he headed down a street and into the lobby of one of the best hotels in the city. “Wow. I’ve never been here.”
“The company sets up a room for late nights at the office,” he explained as I looked around the modern, luxurious lobby that had a few people gathered in the darkened bar and around some of the couches. They glanced our way as Declan led the way to the bank of elevators, seemingly unaware of the eyes on him.
“Do they know you?” I asked softly as he looked at me. “Everyone looks at you. Everyone notices you. You’re gorgeous, but I feel like it’s more than that.”
“I’m well-known, yes,” he replied as he looked back into the lobby for a moment. I thought to myself for a moment that this was going to be a night like those that he must have spent with other women, being something of a celebrity as well as good-looking. I was okay with that idea, though. This would be a first time to remember.
The elevator doors slid open, and he tugged me inside, kissing me as they closed and gave us a moment of privacy. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he pushed a button, kissing him hungrily as he pressed me against the mirror. I didn’t even know myself as he slipped his hands down to cup my ass tightly, pulling me against his erection as he rolled against me.
I groaned as he lifted me to fit right between my legs. The elevator was showing no signs of stopping as he moved against me, clothed but still rekindling a fire inside of me that still burned from the orgasm earlier. I pulled him closer, spreading my legs wider as he pushed into me and brushed his tongue against mine with hard strokes that matched the movements of his hips. “I am going to make you come again and then taste you, Polly. I am going to eat your sweet pussy until you’re crying my name. I am going to make you want everything with me tonight.”
“I already do,” I told him as the car stopped and the doors opened. He seemed relaxed as he lowered me to the floor and then led me out of the elevator into a large foyer with a white door. There were no other rooms here, and I looked around as he unlocked the door and pus
hed it open. “Is this the penthouse?”
“Indeed. I do their advertising for them, and it’s something of a trade-off,” Declan responded as he reached out and pulled me close for a kiss, walking us backward. I laughed and pulled away to see a large room with couches and one of the biggest TVs that I’d ever laid eyes on. There was a wall of windows that I walked across to as I felt him behind me, needing to see the view that they offered.
Declan stalked me as I pressed my hands against the cold glass and looked over the buildings and lights, a view that I didn’t have from my modest apartment. I felt his hands on the hem of my dress, lifting it as I shivered and raised my arms higher.
Didn’t people here have telescopes for instances just like this?
I stopped caring as he pulled the dress over my head and tossed it to the side. His hands slid up my sides and under the thin bra as he found my nipples with his fingers and squeezed. I moaned as he unhooked the front clasp and let it fall open, tugging at the pebbled skin as I dropped my head back against his chest. His cock was hard against my back, and I cried out as one of his hands moved down my stomach and under the lace of my underwear to find me wet and swollen for him. His fingers slipped through my folds, parting them to find my hard clit as I whimpered and pressed harder against the window. I wanted to slide down into the boneless form that I was taking as he stroked me but needed to come, and I used all my strength to stay standing as he moved his finger back and forth over me. His dirty words played through my mind as he edged me closer to another release, making me moan and press my body against the glass as I felt it inside of me. The glass was cold against my bare skin and nipples, but it cooled the heat between my legs as he tugged my clit between his fingers, making me groan as my body jerked and I came for him. Declan sensed my body weakening and caught me as I started to slide down to the floor, lifting me into his arms as he carried me across the floor. I felt a mattress underneath me as he slipped my underwear off and spread my legs open. “I still have my shoes on,” I murmured, feeling the heels digging into the material of the comforter.