Page 18 of Groom Gamble

A glance upwards reveals that her eyes are hazy and she’s leaning back on her arms. She’s flushed again and those lovely nipples are pert for me. I look forward to getting back to sucking them, but for now, I keep my tongue rhythmically flicking over her clit, again and again, driving her higher.

Reluctantly letting go of one of her thighs, I stroke all the way down her leg, then back up. Next to where I’m licking her, I gently press the tip of my forefinger into where she’s dripping onto my table. There’s a bit of resistance, then she stretches for me, and I push in. She’s hot and tight.

“Oh-my-god-oh-my-god-Dex-Dex,” she babbles.

“That’s it, open,” I say between sucks on her clit, then go further, gradual but unrelenting, withdrawing and going deeper.

“Dex, I… That feels…”

I pause, my finger in as far as the third knuckle.

“No!”

I’m about to pull away when her hand finds the back of my head and clamps onto me.

“No, don’t stop. Please, Dex. Don’t stop.”

At your service, little one.

Sucking harder on her throbbing bundle of nerves, I curl my finger up and drag it out before shoving back in, fast this time, and she moans, grip tightening in my hair.

Then it’s a steady increase, my hand and tongue working together. She begins to lose control, and I chase her, ravenous for her to peak with my face pushed into her folds.

It’s gratifyingly easy for me to break her. She comes, shuddering and clenching and holding onto me. She pulses around my finger in wave after wave of pleasure and I’m so proud I could shout or sing or take out a front-page ad inThe Times. “My good virgin girl came for me,” would make quite the headline.

I work her through it with kisses and slow slides, and enjoy how slick she is. And yeah, I think about how that tight, wet heat is going to feel on my cock. Heaven.

When she’s finally still, I push to my feet and look down at my girl, spread on my desk. With Sophia half reclined, I tower over her, but her cunt is at exactly the right height. She’stemptation incarnate, sprawled amongst the papers, her tits falling out of her bra, a sheen of sweat on her skin, and her legs open like a needy little slut. For me. She’s a slut forme.

With shaking hands as though this is my first time too, I free my cock. I’m unable to do more than shove the necessary clothing aside, not even undress.

This feels fresh. Different. I’m going to take her virginity and that’s new to me. I love her, and she’s the only one who has ever caused this spiralling in my chest. I’ve never needed a woman so much that I can’t wait long enough to get to a bed, and we’re in my goddamned office on a weekday afternoon. And there is no one as beautiful as Sophia.

So I guess it’s not a surprise that this feels like I’m a virgin as well, and as eager to have my bride as she is for me.

Sophia’s eyes flutter open and fixate on where my cock juts obscenely from my open trousers.

“You’re so big,” she breathes.

She knows all the right things to say. And I’m a bastard, because I enjoy that thread of fear in her voice. She’s a virgin, and she’s going to take all of my massive cock.

“Wasn’t that what you wanted?” I tease her, hiding my glee. “You put it on your list, remember?”

“Please do not remind me of the worst embarrassment of my life,” she replies with a wince.

“You said you wanted a man with?—”

“I know what I wrote,” she cuts me off. “And I’m still dying of embarrassment.”

“Well.” I straighten and take my cock in my hand, stroking up and down. Her gaze dips to my shaft again. “Having seen it up close, are you going to change your list?”

“No. No, I… Please, Dex.” Her eyes meet mine. “Please.”

“So pretty when you beg,” I murmur with a smirk I can’t suppress, then pause. “This might hurt.” I’d accept all her pain myself if I could. “Just the first time.”

“I know. That’s partly why I didn’t want this to be when I get pregnant. In case I…” She sighs. “Bottle it and never want to do it again, and then it’ll be a terrible experience.”

“It won’t be.” I swear that as I angle my cock down and slide it over her wet slit, covering the swollen head with her slick. It sends a bolt of pleasure from where we touch.