Chapter Eighteen
Artimus
A few days had passed and I hadn’t heard Julia shouting at anyone over the phone again. The man who had bothered her seemed to have gotten the message finally.
I had to admit that hearing about the guy made me feel even more protective of her and even somewhat jealous, too. I knew she didn’t want anything to do with the guy, but at one time she must’ve.
Going into her office, I found it empty and wondered where she’d gone to. I headed down the hallway to Lila’s office. Julia had gone down there quite often to grab a cup of coffee and chat.
I could smell the coffee before I got to the door, and I took a moment to take a deep sniff, loving the way it smelled. Julia always brought me back a cup, but I was in need of some caffeine now, so I thought no one would mind if I went in and grabbed my own cup that morning.
Lifting my hand to knock, I stopped as I heard one of the ladies inside shout, “You’re a what?”
Julia’s distinct laugh traveled through the door. “Nina, don’t look at me like that.”
Lila asked, “Do you have strong religious beliefs or something? Is that why you’re still one?”
One what?
“Not religious beliefs,” Julia answered, “but spiritual ones. That’s why I’m still a virgin.”
She’s a virgin?
My cock sprang to life, growing at a rapid pace. I turned to hurry back to my office, knowing I wasn’t in any state to walk into that room.
I knew I shouldn’t have been listening in on a private conversation, but now that I knew Julia was a virgin, I couldn’t unlearn that bit of information.
By the time I got back into my office, my cock was throbbing, and I went to my private restroom to take care of the situation, knowing that nothing else could make it go away. Leaning on the wall, I released my erect member and went to work on it.
Julia’s face sprang up in my head, her role in my fantasies so familiar that it happened without effort now. Her lips moved, telling me she was a virgin and that she wanted me to have her special gift. All I could do was groan at the idea while beating my meat to oblivion.
I had to have her now. Leaving her alone wasn’t an option anymore. I had to make Julia mine. And I didn’t want to wait any longer.
In my fantasy, Julia began to strip away her clothing as I sat at my desk, watching her. She trailed her long fingers over her body, dipping them between her plump breasts, then all the way down to her innocent pussy. “You want this, Artimus?”
“Yes,” I growled. “I want that virgin pussy.”
A smile took over her face. “Good. Because I want you to have this. I want you to be the first man to show me what sex is like.”
“The only man,” I said before getting up and bending her over my desk. Running my hand over the pristine flesh of her ass—an ass that had never been touched by anyone before—I felt a surge of energy moving through me.
It felt as if a river of pure sexual energy had risen up from the depths of my groin to flow through her, connecting us in a way I’d never imagined. Taking her by the hips, I held her still as I pushed my cock into her virgin hole. The tightness was incredible.
“Yes,” she hissed. “Finally.”
Finally, she’d no longer be a virgin. Finally, only my cock would penetrate her soaked cunt. Finally, we’d both gotten what we wanted.
Fucking her without seeing her face wasn’t enough for me. I had to watch her as I made her feel things she’d never felt before. I pulled out then turned her over. Picking her up, I laid her back on the desk then pulled her to me, thrusting into her once more. This time I could see her face light up every time I stabbed my cock into her tight pussy.
Her eyes held mine as I moved in and out of her while playing with her exposed clit. “You know exactly how to touch me, Artimus.”
“You know how to take me so well, baby.” I thrust my hips, going in deeper.
“Ah!” she moaned as her eyes closed.
“That’s right, baby. Close your eyes. Get lost in this moment.” I moved at a furious pace until I felt her tight pussy clench even tighter as she came to a climax.
Her eyes flew open as she grabbed each side of the desk, experiencing her first orgasm. “God! Artimus!” Her body shivered and shook as she came unglued.
The way her tight cunt clenched around my cock did me in, and I came inside of her tender pussy. The first time she felt a man’s hot sperm coating her insides, and it was mine.
Huffing and puffing, I ejaculated into the toilet instead of her. I leaned my forehead against the cool tiled wall and tried to catch my breath.
How long could I hold out, now that I knew she had held out for so long? Knowing that she’d been hanging onto that bit of innocence that most people seemed to be in such a hurry to get rid of only made me crazier about her. I had already been in deep before, but this news brought out something primal and inexplicable in me.
My hands were shaking as I washed myself off in the sink. No one had ever made me shake with anticipation before.
And why was I letting myself think that I would definitely be the one to get her virginity? I had no idea why I was setting myself up the way I was.
What would happen if she didn’t choose to give it to me?
I’d be deeply disappointed, to say the least. At the very worst, I would be devastated. I had to calm down. I had to get back to reality.
The woman had kept her virginity intact for some reason. If I I’d overheard correctly, she’d said something about the reason behind it being spiritual.
What the hell does that even mean?
Was she saving herself for God?
Who did that? Besides, she had told me before that she wasn’t religious.
I splashed my face with cold water to try to bring myself back to the here and now, instead of the fantasy world I’d just been in.
In the real world, people didn’t hold onto their virginity for no reason. In the real world, there were deeply held beliefs and convictions for someone to wait as Julia had.
There was no way she was going to just let me have what I wanted, which at this very moment was her spread-eagled on my bed, letting me take that gift from her.
I was fucked and knew that without a shadow of a doubt.
Would getting Julia into bed mean having to marry her first?
Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I shook my head. “You cannot ask a woman to marry you just to get into her pants, Artimus Wolfe.”
You can if you love her.
Staring into my own eyes in the mirror, I didn’t recognize the man who was looking back at me. “Who are you?”
Thoughts were coursing through my mind that were completely unfamiliar to me. Julia and me walking down an aisle that was covered in red rose petals, heading toward a man at the end of it. He’d say some things, then ask us to repeat them, and at the end of it all, we’d be man and wife. And then he’d tell me to kiss my bride.
I would kiss her then pick her up and carry her away with me. All the way to the nearest bed, where I’d strip the white wedding gown off her beautiful body that was now mine in God’s eyes.
She’d welcome me with open arms, and I would lay my naked body on top of hers before penetrating her slowly, making her all mine and only mine.
I slapped myself to tear myself away from this idiotic illusion. “What the hell is wrong with you? That girl won’t marry you right now. Hell, you haven’t even let her know you’d like to date her.”
So, do that then.
Could I do that? Could I go to Julia and just spit it all out?
How hard could it be?
I could just talk to the girl. I could simply tell her that I was interested in getting to know her on a romantic level, and that I’d like to start dating her ASAP.
But how long would a virgin want to date before she’d agree to get married and give her innocence away?
Years!
I nodded as I looked at myself in the mirror. “Years, Artimus. Can you wait for years?”
The only thing that kept echoing in my mind was the word no.
No, I couldn’t wait years to taste her sweetness. No, I couldn’t even wait months for that to happen.
So, what the hell was I going to do about that?
Is it possible to speed up the dating process?
Putting everything back into place, I zipped up my pants, ran my hands through my hair, and then went out to sit at my desk. Business was the last thing on my mind. I was all into planning out the shortest possible courtship so that I could get to the good part.
Thinking about how Julia and I had been spending our time together, I gathered that we had pretty much been dating for a month or so already. We ate most of our meals together. She had stayed the night at my place. We’d gone out to a charity event together, dancing the night away. There were even pictures of us holding each other as we danced that had been put into newspapers, tabloids, and social media, too.
As far as anyone on the outside could see, Julia and I were already a couple.
Could I point that out to her, thus giving us a month of dating as credit for how we had spent our time together?
Was that something a spiritual person would do? Accept credit on relationships?
I had no idea what being spiritual really meant. Did it mean she was into ghosts? Did it mean she thought of herself as something other than merely human?
I had no idea, and I had even less of an idea of how to ask those kinds of questions without sounding like an idiot.
My cell rang, and I saw it was Duke. Swiping the screen, I answered the call with a question, “How do you get a virgin?”
“What?” came his astonished reply.
“A virgin, Duke. How do you snag one of them?” I asked as I shoved my hand through my hair, feeling like I was teetering on the edge of insanity.
“Should I ask you why you’ve got that on your mind?”
“No. You should just tell me how you get a woman, who has held on to her virginity for spiritual reasons, to give herself to you.” I waited for his answer. I was sure Duke Cofield, ex-professional football star, would know the answer to that. The man had been a ladies’ man back in his heyday, after all.
“Um, how do I say this, Artimus?” He paused a bit before adding, “I’ve never been with a virgin. So I can’t help you there.”
Well, crap!
Not even he knew how to get a virgin to give it up.
I was in over my head. I knew that now.
There would be no getting Julia to see things my way. I would just be wasting my time. Not only that, but I would be risking the incredible relationship we did have if I told her how desperately I wanted to sleep with her.
On one side there was a huge rock, and on the other side was a hard place. I was stuck between the two.
Without a soul to guide me, I wasn’t going to go anywhere with Julia.