I don’t even wait for the door to my chambers to close before I’m claiming her mouth again with my own, thrusting my tongue deeply inside her. I can still smell her honey on myself, and the smell only turns me on even more.

“Ella,” I growl.

She runs her hands lightly down my chest, her lips swollen from our kisses, almost like she’s not quite sure what to do next.

Ella has an innocence about her that I find utterly intoxicating. Like every time she hesitates I want her more, want to show her what to do, bend her to my will.

I grab her ass. I pull her against me roughly, my thick, throbbing erection against her lower belly as she bites her lip and moans quietly.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I say, my voice low and rough. “And you’re going to be mine, kitten.”

“Make me yours,” she whispers, blinking up at me through her long eyelashes as her hands come to rest on my belt. “Please.”

In response, I run my hands up her body, grabbing her breasts through the shimmering blue fabric, sliding my hands over her nipples as they stiffen. Ella’s eyes drift closed with pleasure and I squeeze a little harder, pinching her nipples a little more roughly.

She moans and slides her hand lightly down the front of my trousers, along the length of my cock, and I swear lightning passes through my entire body that I can’t control. I kiss her again, tugging on the neckline of her dress, moving it down her flushed, creamy skin until one rosy nipple pops out.

I run my thumb across it roughly, and Ella moans into my mouth, the sound driving me even wilder as she melts into me. I move my lips from her mouth along her jaw, to the soft, delectable skin of her neck, still rolling her nipple between my fingers as I walk her backward, across the room.

In a few moments, we’re at a huge leather couch. On the wall opposite one end is an enormous, gilt-edged dressing mirror. Ella stumbles for a moment as her feet hit the couch, but in a moment, I’ve lifted her, shoved her against the back and I’m kneeling underneath her.

I pull on her dress again and her other nipple pops out, dusky pink and fucking perfect, just begging to be sucked and licked so I take it into my mouth, teasing it with my tongue, still playing with her other nipple.

Ella’s straddling me, her legs wrapped around my back, and as I suck and lick her she sighs, squeezing me tighter and rolling her hips against my thick shaft. I groan and bite her nipple a little harder, glancing in the mirror as I do.

God, she’s fucking beautiful. She’s even more beautiful like this, half-undone, letting me pleasure her like the dirty girl she is as she gasps and moans.

I lick her nipple one last time and she gasps, bucking her hips against me wildly, like she’s lost all self-control. I’m completely utterly, impossibly hard and every time she grinds her heat against me I think I might just come right then and there, it feels so good.

“You like feeling your wet little pussy against my cock?” I ask before taking her nipple in my teeth again.

Ella pauses, panting for breath.

“Yes,” she finally whispers.

“You’re so wet you’re about to soak straight through the fabric,” I go on, releasing her nipple from my teeth. “Tell me, should I make you come again?”

She just nods, breathless, and I pull her dress down again by the neck. Something tears, but suddenly Ella is undressed to the waist, her perfect, small-but-full breasts heaving in front of me. I can’t fucking help myself. I suck one nipple into my mouth, then the other, leaving them even pinker and puffier.

Ella gasps and moans, winding her fingers through my hair.

“Grayson,” she whimpers. “That feels so good.”

I flick my tongue across one and look up at her, still grinding her against my cock because she’s so fucking delicious that I can’t help myself.

“Tell me what you want me to do to you,” I growl. “I want to hear it from your pretty little mouth.”

Her eyes pop open, and she swallows before putting one hand on my chest.

“I want you to...”

She trails off, like she’s suddenly shy even though she’s half naked on my lap. I slide one hand up her thigh until I can stroke her wetness with one thumb, and she bites her lip in pleasure.

“You want me to stroke your tight little pussy until you come?” I ask.

She nods, her chest still rising and falling tantalizingly.

“You want me to put my fingers inside you?” I go on.

She nods, wordless. I lean in until my lips are almost on her ear.

“You want me to fuck you deep with my thick, hard cock?”

Ella shivers so hard I can feel it, her nipples stiffening against my chest as she swallows hard.

“Yes,” she finally whispers.

“Say it.”

“I want you to...”

I bite her ear, and she gasps.

“Fuck me,” she whispers quickly.

I bite harder.

I barely know this girl, but I need her. I want to be her first, and suddenly, I know she’s going to be my last.

I slide my fingers between her lips, stroking her slick entrance, and she moans again.

“I can’t wait to be your first, kitten,” I whisper.