by Meghan Zane
I whispered underneath my breath, "it's not going to fit" — the moment he positioned his body between my legs.
I slid my hand up and pushed upon his chest. Then I whispered, "safety first." He smiled and said, but of course. He slid outs condom from the and table ripped it open an envelope his entire thickness with it. Then he positioned his body back between my legs. He said, "you are soaked, darling. Why is that?" I told him, "because of you." And with that, he smiled and lowered his lips on mine while his hands spread my legs apart. I braced myself and clutched onto the sheets. Then I felt him I felt his massive bulb push up against my entrance. I winced and whimpered. He groaned at my tightness.
He murmured, "you're so tight, why is that?" It wasn't a question I guess he realized I was still a virgin and that this wasn't going to be something easy cheek. He looked into my eyes and asked, "are you a virgin?" I bit my lower lip try my best to figure out the perfect answer because, at that moment, I wanted him just as much as he desired me, but I was so afraid of having sex because I heard sex would be painful the first time. And so that's what I believed.
But then he was gentle.
He was kind.
He whispered into my ear, "relax I'll be gentle it's natural just relax baby I want you God I want your time. I don't know how beautiful you are," as he spoke loving words into my ears, I found myself relaxing, he pushed an inch in an inch out then another inch inside of me.
I slid my hands up and dug my nails into his back as my walls opened up like a flower urging, and further into my untouched soaked core.
he growled and said, "You are so tight and beautiful, God I love you, body baby." And before you know it, he started moving slowly at first, and slow steady strokes. Then he increased the pace as my body adjusted to his girt girth.
He slid his lips down, flicking circles around my quarter-sized areola. His hands stroked and kneaded my breasts until finally, he was fully seated inside of me.
And then he increased the pace, thrusting deep into my walls.
I pushed my hips up to meet his steady yet intense thrusts.
Whatever pain I felt initially, soon turned to ultimate pleasure.
There was no going back.
I wanted him, and he desired me.
As we made love, he spun me around so that now that I was on top oh him.
He said, "Ride me, baby, ride me now."
I did as he requested and rolled my hips in circles over his girth.
My breasts bounced.
My perfect gentleman number 9, slid up and captured each one.
He alternated between sucking my right and left nipple, sending pleasure all over my body. He kept up the pace, thrusting into my intimate walls until finally, he growled, saying he couldn't hold back. The more he thrust into me; I came multiple times.
Each one felt different and exciting. Little gasps of pleasure escaped my lips when the final unimaginable earthquake shattering orgasm ripped through my entire being.
I screamed out in joy, and my intimate walls calmed hard on him he groaned and growled pumping up into me and then he spun me around so that now he was back on top he stroked harder and faster until finally, his body couldn't hold back any longer.
he gritted his teeth to stop the onslaught wanting to let go hard and deep into my walls.
I watched as his face contorted in pleasure.
He whispered, "I can stop it. I'm going to come baby you made this happen, God, your body is fantastic.
And with that, he slid almost out, grabbed my derrière, and thrust his entire length deep into my slits.
That's the moment I heard a rip, and he felt his warmth inside of me. Panting from his release, he eased his cock out and gasped to see the ripped condom belly hanging onto his glistening shaft. Horrified and worried, I slid back and got a pretty quickly.
I heard that's the best way to prevent anything.
I grabbed my clothes, slid them on, and hurried to the door.
He tried to stop me, but I ignored him.
I hurried out the door and out of the building, still wearing my mask.
I slid it off and called a shared ride.
I got into the car and hurried home. Luckily, my parents were still asleep when I got back.
I rushed into my bedroom and shut the door. An hour later, I got a call from Susan.
She asked, "How did it go."
I acted as though nothing happened.
It wasn't like me to keep secrets, but I decided to do so this time. Besides, I don't know what came over me when I hurried away from my perfect gentleman number 9.
"Did you get an arrangement. You know no sex until you do so, right?"
I sighed and said to her, "Oh no, I don't think I am going to do it. It's not for me, Susan. Well I have to get some rest now. How about we talk some other time?"
"Okay, girl, I get that's fine. Call me if you need anything."
Chapter 3
Knight
I can't believe she left; I slid my mask off my face, thinking to myself, why in the world did I stick to the plan and not unmask myself.
I wasn't even sure about this arrangement, but based on my schedule, it seemed like the only way to get to meet someone one without any strings attached. I did notice her intricate tattoo on her hips, her gorgeous curvy body, and more. I left the club that night and flew back home in my private jet to my condo overlooking the San Francisco golden gate bridge and thought all the while about her.
I still had her scent all over my body.
God--
I yearned for her, I sure did.
Even when I got home, I thought about my mystery, girl. Just who was she? And when the condom broke, I panicked but played it cool. Then when she ran off without a word, it stunned me. I hope I didn't do anything to offend her?
Hell, she's everything I desire.
I wish she'd have stayed a little longer. I could have gotten to know her better. I could have had a great conversation with her. Damn this arrangement business, why am I falling for a complete stranger? One I might never meet again in my entire life? I guess it's because I am damaged or something? I came back to this small town to give it some life. Yes, I own the gentleman's club, and this was actually our first night hosting the sugar meet.
I figured it would be a great way to meet someone. Everyone I knew in this town before leaving are all married, including my ex girlfriend. I guess the years are showing on the eternal bachelor. I couldn't have envisioned life would be this way; after all, I have had on my arm countless supermodels and all but still cannot hold a candle to the damsel who let me experience her first time with her. I'd be lying if the memory of her tight slit clenching hard on my shaft did nothing to my brain, It sure did.
I wanted her again. I needed her.
I made my mind up to find her.
It's a small town, after all.
But then what if she isn't from this town? What if she was just visiting? Well my mind was playing tricks on me.
I thought, "Stop it, Knight, you know nothing about her. She's an angel. Just accept you would never be an item with her. Why would you even want her anyway? If she wanted you, she would have stayed."
So I jumped in the shower and got cleaned up.
I kept seeing her gorgeous butterfly tattoo on her hip.
Maybe by some luck I would meet her again. Now that would be fantastic. I stepped out of the shower and glanced at my device and smiled. I received a text from my best friend Jack to join him for Christmas dinner at his place. I mean who has a pre Christmas dinner? I guess only my buddy would do such a thing. I sighed and texted him back, letting him know I'd be there.
Later on that week once I returned to the small town of Alta Vista, I got dressed and got into my Mercedes Maybach.
To be honest, I haven't seen my best friend in ages, not since I moved away from the small town. And now that I am back, everything seems to have changed. I figured having a good dinner would help me get over the angel who ran awa
y from me last night. I got to my best friend's home and smiled. How crazy is that I had
My friend still lived in same exact house his parents lived in years ago. He always said once he's parents passed away, they would leave the house to him. I tried to get him to invest in the company of mine, but he refused, it was a wrong move on his part, those shares today would have been worth $100 million.
But then, I have to say this even though my best friend didn't take the money, at the very least he has a family and is not lonely like me, moving from one ex-wife to the other.
My ex-girlfriend left me just a month ago. That's why I decided I will not have any relationships with anyone, other than an arrangement type deal.
I got out of my car and headed to my best friend’s door. I knocked on it and immediately my best friend opened the door.
He grinned and hugged me.
He pulled back and said, "it's so great to have you here, Knight. It's been so long how of you been?"
I said to him, "I been great just purchased a gentleman's club in the town trying to bring some life over here, what do you think?"
Jack laughed and said, "better you than me. I'm still working at the factory, luckily. My father left me this house or at least a mortgage-free."
I smiled and said, "that's good, always good to be free of mortgages. ”
Jack laughed and said, "you know I would have preferred to be a Billionaire like you a single want what are you on the like your third wife or something?"
I stayed silent.
He took the hint and said, "I was just kidding, come on relax come on in."
And with that, I walked into his home. It was beautiful. His lovely wife walked up to me and hugged me. To be honest, his wife Mary and I had something back in the day, but once she fell for Jack, she told me it was over.
Besides, I told her it wouldn't work out because I did not want a family.
But seeing how happy they are, I’d be the first to say I regret my decision not to marry someone from the town where I grew up.
The city girls liked me for my money, and of course, I was naïve multiple times falling for women only wanted me for what I could provide financially and nothing more.
I said to Jack, "who has multiple Christmas dinners before Christmas?"
Jack laughed and said, "one who is really happy."
I nodded, and turned to see a beautiful gorgeous girl standing right across from me. Her eyes met mine, there was something familiar about her. She was breathtaking.
Jack noticed and said, "that's my daughter, Charlotte. Isn't she cute. Her boyfriend, Ethan, was here the other night. I think he is about to propose. She's a little young you know and still a virgin."
I nodded.
I thought wow, I guess this Ethan's a lucky man.
She looked exactly like a mother when she was much younger.
And then Charlotte looked up at me and smiled.
She looked so beautiful, just like my angel from that special night. She had beautiful skin, gorgeous eyes, curves, and her petite frame got my attention. Yes I got raging hard looking at her.
I had to adjust my bulge because this is my best friend's daughter we’re talking about here, and she has a future fiancé, well, if you believe Jack.
She moved up to me, and stretched out a hand to shake mine, but I pulled her in and hugged her.
And what happened next caught me by surprise!
She melted into me and flicked her fingers slid across my thick length.
She pulled back and looked into my eyes as though apologizing for what she did.
Luckily Jack didn't even notice, I nodded, letting her know it was okay and that I have no problem with what she had just done. And that's the moment Mary walked up to me and hugged me.
Yes, we have gotten over whatever happened years before. But I must say she still looked great a little older but still as gorgeous as ever. She then turned to her daughter and said, "Charlotte, why don't you reach up then get some glasses for the table, please."
Charlotte smiled.
She had on a white crop top and jeans, probably not the best for a holiday dinner.
I could tell she was rebelling against their parents.
The moment she leaned up to grab the glass, I noticed a tattoo on her side. It was the exact same one I had seen on my angel, the innocent butterfly. My eyes widened. She turned, and I narrowed my eyes on her.
That's the moment; she realized who I was because she got a little nervous around me.
I thought, oh my God, this is going to be very interesting.
Did I share a passionate night with my best friend's daughter?
How would I get through this dinner?
Chapter 4
Charlotte
I bit my lower lip staring at Mr. Knight. I wondered, could he be the man I had sex with at the gentleman's establishment? No way! What would daddy say if he found out, now I could be wrong, but judging from his mannerisms, I have to say I could almost certainly be right.
I swallowed and stared as he rubbed his jaw, something I noticed the night we were together!
Freaking hell, if it is I slept with my dad's friend, this would be a crazy Christmas. Dad still thinks I am a virgin. I don't want to disappoint him in any way. I love my dad, and I hope I am wrong about this.
"Charlotte, why are you staring like that? You look like you have seen a ghost? Why don't you go and get the casserole dish from the kitchen, hmm?" My mom said, her words ensured I got out of my dreamy state. I nodded and feigned a smile. As I stepped out of their presence and into the kitchen, I heard mom apologize to Mr. Knight for my behavior. She said, "I am sorry. I don't know what came over her. She might be a little nervous because I heard Ethan plans on proposing to her tonight."
I shook my head and frowned at the thought of Ethan proposing to me. Why in the world would he want to do that? After our horrible breakup on campus. Plus, he must know it's over when I didn't show up at the last dinner. I figured no matter what happens, I will learn the truth. Plus, to be honest, I haven't been able to get him out of my mind ever since that night. The perfect stranger who made my first time special and comfortable. I asked Susan a few days ago about him; she said, "forget about him. That ship has sailed. You will find another one. But this time, stick to the arrangement, okay."
I told her I would, but I kept the part about the condom breaking a secret. The less she knew about it, the better. I picked up the dish and carried it to the dining table. By now, Mr. Knight was already seated and smiling. Then I glanced down at his wrist. Freaking hell, he had on the exact same watch from that night, a Philip Patek piece!
My eyes widened, staring at the beautiful piece he looked up at me, and that's the moment, my eyes met his. I swallowed and dropped the casserole spoon. Horrified, my mother said, "Charlotte, what's gotten into you? Are you alright?"
I nodded and said to my mother. I'm sorry mom I'm fine. Then I turned to Mr. Knight and said I'm sorry, Mr. Knight I'll get another spoon and something to clean up. Drops of the casserole dish fell on his lap, he got up from the table and said, "no worries I'll help you out."
Before I could say another word, he followed me to the kitchen.
The moment we walked in when he realized no one was watching, he wrapped his arms around me and kissed my lips.
Then he pulled back stunned by his actions I asked, "What was that about?"
He pointed to the mistletoe hanging right above our heads. How convenient, I guess, mom decided to put one up there hoping Ethan would kiss me in the kitchen after he proposes because I have no idea why she did so.
I frowned, feigning anger. Mr. Knight apologized immediately. But then, he told me he knew exactly who I was. I swallowed and said, "I know who you are too, but you must not tell dad about us."
Knight
Of course, I wasn't going to tell Jack about my happy encounter with his beautiful daughter. Yes happy encounter. I liked her the moment I saw her that night. But when she walk
ed away without a word, it hurt I felt rejected. No woman is ever made me feel that way before. We both walked out of that kitchen in silence. By the time we stepped out into the dining section her future fiancé had arrived. He didn't look like a nice guy to me. Then again, he seems familiar, but I couldn't put my finger around it. His parents to next to him, and of course, my best friend Jack made the introductions. Jack said, "Mr. and Mrs. Miller this is my best friend Jack he's a Billionaire now, who decided to invest in our small town. Who would've known he would return and on this particular night like this. I forced a smile. Then I turned to was the guy in question. I could tell from the look in his eyes he could care less about Charlotte. We had dinner it was quiet and friendly, then once dinner was over Ethan got up and said, "Charlotte, this is your moment, you are about to join the Miller family, what do you say? Would you marry me and change your life for the better?"
I frowned what kind of proposal was that?
I turned and looked at Charlotte; she grew pale. She shifted uneasily, and for some reason, this jerk couldn't get the hint, she does not want to marry him.
Silence ensued, and Mary quickly said, "of course she accepts it's all she's ever wanted. She's going to make the perfect virgin bride."
The guy snickered and turned towards Mary and said, "but of course." I thought at that moment God I can't resist her still, it's hard. But I have to she's about to get married dammit Knight leave her alone. I have eyes only for her. I must be insane to want her still this way.
She turned towards me; her eyes narrowed on mine.
I could see the tears in her eyes; it's obvious she doesn't want to marry him. Charlotte then pushed back her chair and said, "Excuse me." She got up and left the room. I turned to Jack, he was silent all this while. He sighed. He must know his daughter does not love this man? Why wouldn't he put a stop to it? Later on that evening, Mary did some convincing and got Charlotte to at the very least put on the ring, and then I noticed my Charlotte and that guy in a heated argument. He grabbed her forcefully by the elbow and said something. I couldn't believe it, why would he treat her that way. I hurried towards them and pulled he away from her. He growled and said, "Listen, old man, this is none of your business; this is personal between Charlotte and me."