"Oh God!" she cried out as his tongue delved inside her, tensing in embarrassment even as her body arched off the bed to meet his mouth.
His hands slid under her shapely ass holding her to his mouth as his tongue lapped the silken flesh, darting in deeply he teased her sweet essence. Her flavor was incredible and he wanted to drink her in like wine. Allowing his teeth to lightly graze over her clit, he felt her body tremble at the overwhelming sensation. Feeling her body tense, he quickly pulled back. "Not yet, baby," licking his lips he slid off the bed and removed his shirt. "I don't want you to come until I'm deep inside you."
She was gasping for breath as she watched his hands unsnap the button of his pants. His chest was even more beautiful without his shirt, she wondered what the soft patch of hair there would feel like under her fingers. His arms were well defined with muscles, but not overly like a body builder to which she was very happy to discover.
She couldn't take her eyes off of him as he lowered his pants and underwear in one quick move. He was huge, she thought as her eyes widened with fear of how he would stretch her body? He opened a packet and slid a condom on and her body shook violently. Her legs clenched together again. It took everything she had to breathe when he joined her on the bed again, completely undressed and unbelievably gorgeous.
His eyes roamed over her again and then met her eyes, feeling her tense and knowing without her words why she was suddenly afraid. He allowed his fingers to caress her cheek and smiled in understanding. "Remember what I told you earlier about how some pain makes the pleasure more intense sweetheart?" She nodded without speaking, but he wasn't going to correct her over this one.
He smiled and pulled her legs apart forcefully settling between them. His cock rested on her stomach as he stared into her eyes. "Trust me baby, a little pain and then a lot of pleasure."
This wasn't much different than the things she saw happening in the dungeon last night, she thought to herself. If she was going to trust him to tie her up and whip her, how could she not trust him with something as uncomplicated as this? She nodded her head softly, not sure she could speak at the moment.
He lifted one of her legs in his large hand, pulling it around his hip and thrust inside deeply to the hilt with one strong push. She was unbelievably tight and he felt her body stretching to accommodate his wide girth. Her cry of pain was not one he relished hearing in this situation and he remained completely still, allowing her to get used to his size.
Her hands clasped together as she dug her nails into the top of them at the strong burning pain. This definitely wasn't what she thought it would feel like, and to be honest she was disappointed. "I don't like this," she was angry that people made such a big deal of out something that hurt like hell. He was huge and invading and she just wanted to buck his ass right off her at the moment. Tears streaked down her face and she was pissed at the stupid emotion.
He chuckled at her honesty, and he heard her groan as his movement forced him deeper inside. "It gets better sweetheart, trust me if it didn't people wouldn't do it." His girl was very honest about what she felt, he thought pleased.
"I don't like you much right now either," she wasn't happy with him laughing about this and she glared at him. Her hips lifted wanting him to get off her but only succeeding in making the burning pain a little sharper.
"We must definitely do something about 'that' and your doubt of my abilities," he couldn't be angry with her at the moment because the situation was rather comical. He slid out of her slightly and felt her sigh of relief until he pushed back in.
"Sir, please" she pleaded and closed her eyes, the pain not as horrible as before, but still uncomfortable.
"Give it a few minutes sweetheart," he didn't chuckle again because he knew she didn't believe it would get any better. He slowly slid almost all the way out and then slowly found home again.
The burning was subsiding and she wanted to trust him. Opening her eyes she still felt stretched over capacity, but at least it wasn't agonizing any longer. He was riding her unhurriedly now and the strangest thing was happening to her body. With each thrust she felt her body tense and the pain subside into a dull ache.
"Now we are making love sweetheart," he winked down into her surprised eyes and continued the slow tempo not wanting to cause her any more pain tonight. When her legs wrapped around his waist he smiled and increased his rhythm. Her velvety folds clenched his cock in the most incredible way and it took all his control not to ride her with all the power he had.
"Sir?" Her heart raced as she felt the spiral build inside her to a crescendo that was demanding to wash over and she tensed, almost afraid of the intensity of the sensation.
"Come for me sweet girl, I want to feel you flood my cock with your passion." Thrusting faster, his hands gripped her ass and drove into her deeply.
As her body exploded into a thousand fragments of overwhelming pleasure, her legs tightened around his waist and her hands strained against her bonds. This was what the big deal was, she thought before his savage thrusts took her breath away as he reached his own fulfillment. She was smiling as his weight rested on her for a few moments, shocked at the incredible ending to this experience. She winced slightly as he slid from her body and moved off her.
He lifted his hands to the scarf, untied it and rubbed her wrists for a few minutes before pulling her down into his arms. "You okay sweetheart?"
She rested her face against his chest, and nodded before speaking softly. "I think I'm more than okay, Sir." She laughed against his chest, thinking this was actually something she wanted to do again and again.
"What's so funny," he smiled, reaching down to lift her chin so he could meet her eyes.
"I don't know Sir, I kind of enjoyed that at the end," she flushed and smiled.
"Only kind of, Scarlett," he gave a mock look of disappointment.
"No I really liked it Sir," she hurriedly explained, thinking he was seriously upset.
He chuckled and pulled her against him tightly. "I know the beginning wasn't much fun, but I think the grand finale was pretty impressive." He winked down at her knowing she had a lot to learn about his sense of humor.
"Was, was it good for you, Sir?"
Shaking his head he chuckled again. "It was incredible for me, baby." He forced himself to give her a stern look, even though he was still in a lighthearted mood. "We will have to talk about you saying things like you don't like me though." He was trying very hard not to laugh at her stricken expression
"I'm s-sorry about that Sir," she guessed that wasn't really very submissive or nice of her, but in her defense she thought, it did hurt.
"I think this one time I might let you slide without taking it out on the delectable ass of yours," he winked letting her know he wasn't really angry.
"Th-thank you Sir?" She wasn't sure what she was supposed to say to that, but the thought of him spanking her wasn't all that terrifying.
"You are something else sweet girl," shaking his head he slid out of bed and held his hand out to her.
She followed his lead and stood to take his hand, there was a dull ache between her thighs, but nothing she couldn't handle. She was embarrassed at the small bloodstain on his sheets and flushed.
"Sorry about your bed, Sir."
"None of that Scarlett, just sheets they can be changed. We're going to take a shower and then I'm going to be nice and let you sleep tonight, just don't get used to it." He wanted her to recover before he took her again, but his cock sure wasn't on the same page as it rose to attention again. She did something to his libido that he couldn't remember ever feeling before. He playfully slapped her ass before leading her into the bathroom.
It felt really strange to be walking around without clothes on and she was trying not to cover herself. She didn't think he'd like it, and at 24 she felt she was a little too old to be such a prude. She watched his body move as he turned on the shower, admiring the beautiful view. She felt the wetness between her thighs and was shocked at w
He turned back to her and gritted his teeth at the look of longing in her eyes. "Sweetheart you've got to stop looking at me like that, your body needs a little time and I am not used to denying my own needs." He held back the shower curtain and motioned for her to step in. Control was something he prided himself on having, and it was going to take all of his to not to take her again.
Stepping in the shower he grabbed a bottle of liquid soap and lathered his hands. He gently washed her shoulders and arms, knowing he was tormenting himself he lifted her breasts and washed them slowly. Forcing his hands to move away he washed her flat stomach and hips. "Turn around," he demanded gruffly needing to have temptation hidden for a moment.
His strange tone had her turning quickly and she felt his large hands washing her back then down to her ass, and massaging it. She was turned on again at the touch of his hands and moaned softly.
"Sweetheart you make it hard as hell not to lift you up right here and fuck you again,” he turned her to face him almost brutally. His hand trailed down her body and he slid a finger into her deeply.
She cried out at the dull pain and tensed. "Sir?"
He carefully eased his finger from her clenching folds. "Damn it baby, that's why I can't take you again right now." He turned from her and quickly washed his own body off. "Finish washing sweetheart and meet me back in the bedroom," he leaned down and placed a quick kiss on her lips before stepping out of the shower. He needed to put some space between then to get his shit under control, he thought angrily.
Scarlett was hurt as he disappeared, having no idea what she'd done wrong. She quickly bathed off, then stood under the warm spray a few minutes just letting the heat wash over her body. She stepped out of the shower not sure if he was going to send her home now. The thought of leaving here tonight made her eyes fill with tears, and she chided herself. Drying off quickly, she gave herself a mental shake. He wasn't her boyfriend, she told herself but that really didn't make her feel better. She had to stop over analyzing this, she took a deep breath and walked back into the bedroom
He was resting on the bed, with nothing but a towel on and her heart lurched. She looked over to her discarded clothes and picked them up, feeling more than a little emotional.
"What are you doing sweetheart?" He felt a strange lurch in his chest at the thought of her dressing to leave.
"I, well, I thought you'd want me to leave now, Sir," she couldn't look at him. Her eyes were filled again with the stupid emotional tears and she hated it.
"Scarlett, come here," he demanded softly shaking his head. When she didn't immediately walk over he raised his voice. "Now!"
Her eyes lifted to his as she made her way quickly over to the bed standing over him. She wiped the stupid tears from her cheeks where they'd fallen without her permission.
This was going to get complicated, he thought even as he grabbed her hands and pulled her into bed with him. Wiping her tears with his fingers he smiled at her. "Baby, I didn't ask you to leave, now you climb that cute little ass over to the other side and get some sleep. That's an order."
She wasn't about to argue, he wasn't sending her home. She climbed over to the other side of the bed and slid under the covers, and took the towel off throwing it on the floor. She was shocked when he pulled her over to lay her head on his chest.
"Whatever am I going to do with you, Sweetheart?" He caressed her hair, "Sleep baby," he commanded softly.
She had no idea how she could possibly fall asleep after all the excitement tonight, but she closed her eyes and soon her breathing was level.
He held her as she slept and felt a strange protectiveness come over him. This definitely could get very complicated he thought again, his mind considering how much he enjoyed knowing that everything she discovered would be under his hands. After hours he finally joined her in dreamland.
The next morning he woke her as his alarm went off, he smiled as she sleepily turned over to him and he couldn't stop himself from giving her a gentle kiss. "Baby I have to go to work soon, you can stay here or I can have my chauffeur drive you home?"
She was completely awake now, and sat up in the bed. "I have to work today, Sir so I should go home." Her cheeks were flushed and she pulled the sheet up over her to hide her breasts.
He chuckled at her movement and quickly pulled the sheet down to her waist. "I don't like you hiding from me Scarlett," his eyes roamed over her breasts and his mouth eagerly moved down to suckle one of the rosy peaks. "I don't think I'm letting you leave me that easily. Reaching into the drawer of the nightstand, he pulled out a condom package, ripped it open and slid it over his long length.
His fingers slid down her flat stomach and delved in her soft folds, pleased that she was already wet for him. His cock was already rock hard and he moved over her parting her thighs roughly with his knees before driving home in one thrust. Her gasp of surprise fueled him on and he thrust and retreated a few times, growling at her tight heat. "Baby I don't think I'll ever get enough of you." His hands moved under her ass and he rode her without restraint.
The feeling was pleasure and pain, her body still sore from her initiation last night. After several long minutes it was nothing but heaven as her body clenched on the edge of release. "Sir, please," she begged softly, needing to come undone.
"That's my sweet girl, come for me now!" He increased his tempo and drove into her frantically. Her hot core flooded with her orgasm and clung to him like a second skin. That was all it took to send him straight over the edge. She was fucking unbelievable, he thought forcing himself to pull out. Her wince of pain gave him a moment of guilt before he reconsidered. "I want you to think about me all day baby, that soreness you have, it's a reminder of how much I want you.
She flushed deeply at his words and even more as he got out of bed and pulled her to the bathroom. She was still having some major self-conscious issues about being naked but was given little time to think about it as he pulled her into the shower and bathed her quickly. He turned and washed his own body and had them out of the shower in less than fifteen minutes.
"Get dressed sweetheart, before I forget I have a company to run and you need a little time to recuperate." He smacked her ass lightly, then turned to his closet to pull out his suit.
She dressed feeling the ache with every movement, but it was a deliciously sinful pain that she didn't mind dealing with. She was no longer a virgin, she thought and a smile covered her face. Not only had she lost her virginity, she'd had one of the best nights of her life.
"I like seeing you smile sweetheart," he adjusted his tie and looked over her shaking his head. He hated that she was dressed again but knew he had things to do today. "Let me walk you out, baby," he took her hand and they walked downstairs to the foyer. He gave orders to his servant to have the car pulled around.
Scarlett noticed he was almost rude with the way he treated the servants and thought that was completely different with how he acted with her last night. She didn't have time to dwell on it as he walked her outside to the limousine where the door was opened, waiting for her.
"I'll see you back here tonight at nine Scarlett," it wasn't a question, it was a demand, albeit given with a lot less demand of what he made to the servant.
She nodded her head and his eyes darkened, then she spoke. "Yes Sir," she whispered quietly.
"I enjoyed you last night baby," he lowered his head and kissed her lips briefly. "Climb in before I decide not to let you go," he winked and patted her ass.
She got in the car and was a little surprised as he shut the door without saying anything else. The driver took off and she could only look back as he disappeared from sight. What a night she thought, smiling again. Rhett Hammond was certainly more than she ever thought a man could be.
chapter Six
Dancer
She walked into her dorm room still in a daze. Her body was sore and she decided a long soak in a bath might help with the achy muscles and other things. Laughing softly, she decided she'd be the cleanest girl in the world today. The hot water stung as she slid down into its heat but after a few minutes it felt incredible. She moaned when she heard Janie calling out.
"Back here Janie," she wasn't getting out of the bath unless her building blew up she thought.
"Just checking on you," Janie walked in the bathroom and plopped down on the closed toilet seat. "So how are you feeling?
At Scarlett's blush, she giggled. "That good huh?"
"He's definitely something else," she was embarrassed but it felt really good to have someone to talk to.
"Okay spill it girlfriend, and don't leave out a single detail." Janie was smiling, more than happy to see her friend happy about how the night had went.
She explained everything, because she and Janie didn't have secrets from each other. Even though her face was hot, talking about last night made her crave to seeing Rhett again.
"Oh honey I'm so glad he treated you right last night," Janie had been a little worried that she'd be overwhelmed but it was easily apparent that she had nothing to worry about. Rhett had obviously given her a great night of lovemaking and left the lifestyle mostly out of it. She gave him mental kudos for being a good guy. "So when are you seeing him again?"
"Tonight," she nibbled on her lip. "That's if I can walk again," she laughed and Janie joined in.
"After a few times together you won't be this sore the next day," it had been years since Janie had lost her cherry, but it was something you didn't ever forget.
"Good to know, I've got to work for a few hours today, have you got any plans?" She wasn't looking forward to the shift but needed the paycheck.
"I'm going to go over to the condo and start moving some of my things in, we need to get you packed too." She still wasn't overly excited about her father's highhanded ways, but the thought of not having to go apartment searching was a relief.
"I'm off tomorrow so I'll get my stuff packed up then. How soon do you want to move in?"
"Well it does have a Jacuzzi, so the sooner the better I guess. Think you can have all your stuff ready by next Friday?
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