Chapter Eight

 

Natalie’s meal with Slash ended way too soon. She didn’t want to go home, nor did she want him to leave. They left the restaurant, and once seated in the car, she turned toward him. “Don’t take me home.”

“Okay. Where would you like to go?” he asked.

“Your place.”

She didn’t have a clue what she was doing. All she knew was that she didn’t want to go home, not right now. He’d weaved a spell over her so she was able to forget everything else, and she liked that.

He pulled away from the restaurant, and she held their leftovers in her lap. The scent of Chinese food filled the car.

His words kept repeating over and over in her head. The magnetism of his voice, the heat, everything.

She believed him when he said that he’d been watching her just as much as she did him.

What did it all mean though?

Neither of them spoke.

It wasn’t an awkward silence.

The tension mounted between them so that by the time he pulled up outside of his home, she climbed out without his help, kicking off her heels and picking them up.

Slash rounded the car and pulled her into his arms, the glow of the moon shining down around them. His hands rested on the small of her back.

“I don’t know what it is you want, Natalie,” he said.

“I don’t … I’ve … I loved this evening, Slash. I don’t want it to end. I mean, I know it’s going to and then we’re going to have the usual after-date feel.”

“Then how about I make a second date?” he asked.

“I’m listening?”

“Breakfast? I make a damn fine breakfast.”

“And I’m really hungry. Like, totally starved. I mean, in the morning for breakfast.” She was babbling, not making any sense at all.

One of his hands left her ass and cupped her cheek. “Breakfast is always a good place to start.”

“I want this,” she said, once again blurting words out.

“What do you want?”

“You. Your hands on my body. I don’t know what I’m doing and I seem to keep saying that a lot and I’m probably driving you crazy with the same words and stuff. I really don’t mean to be a p—”

He silenced her with his kiss. Holding their food in one hand, she wrapped her arms around his neck. The hand he had on her cheek moved down her back, splaying out and holding her tightly against him.

She gasped, and he plundered her mouth with his tongue.

“I will do whatever you want, baby. I won’t push you. I’ll give you whatever you need.”

He suddenly held onto her hips, and staring into his eyes, she was overcome with need while everything became clear.

“I want you to touch me. I want to know what makes you feel good.” He took her hand and led her into the house. The kitchen was only partly done. They still had to go shopping for appliances. The one room that was done was the main master bedroom.

She’d furnished it with a bed that was delivered, but she hadn’t seen the final product, since she’d been sleeping in the shop.

Slash took her upstairs and she kept hold of his hand.

He opened the door and flicked on the light. The bed was huge, as she knew it was going to be.

Did she buy it with herself and Slash in mind?

She didn’t know. He didn’t close the door and she finally turned toward him.

He removed the tuxedo jacket and she stepped toward him. Reaching out, she began to unbutton his shirt. When the shirt was open, she ran her hands up his chest and pushed the shirt from his shoulders, watching as the fabric spilled to the floor.

Slash turned her, and eased the zipper of the dress down her body.

She closed her eyes, wishing she knew what was going on inside his head. The dress fell down at her feet, and she stepped out of it. Slash tugged her against him. Her ass nestled against his cock.

The hard length of him, pressed against her ass, and instant heat flooded her pussy.

“Just being with you like this has me hard, baby. You’ve always been able to do this. Even when you haven’t given me the time of day.”

He stroked up from her stomach to cup her tits. She wore a sheer lacy bra, which didn’t have a whole lot of coverage.

“If you want me to stop, you’ve just got to say the word.” He gripped the straps of her bra and began to tug them down until they fell to her elbows. He took the edge of the cups and eased them beneath her tits, before cupping her naked breasts in his hands.

“Oh, my,” she said, leaning back.

Her eyes closed as he squeezed her tits before pinching her nipples, giving them a little tug.

The slight pain went straight between her legs, and she dropped her head to his shoulder, amazed at the instant burn of pleasure from his touch. She already ached for more and she didn’t want him to stop.

“I love your tits. They’re so big and ripe.” He pressed them together before lifting them up.

She finally opened her eyes and tilted her head a little to look at him.

One of his hands began to travel down her stomach. She didn’t look away even as he teased the waistband of her panties. He stroked a finger across the edge and she licked her lips. Already her body was on fire from his touch alone.

His cock pulsed against her ass, and his breath fanned her ear. In one tug, he tore the panties and threw them to the floor. His strength shocked and aroused her.

He cupped her pussy, sliding a finger between her slit, stroking her.

“Now that’s a surprise I’m delighted to feel. You’re so wet for me.” He teased down, and she tensed up as he stroked around her entrance. “My little virgin woman.” He pulled his finger up and teased her clit.

She stared into his eyes as he played with her body. She was merely the vessel for both of their pleasure as he took charge, teasing her pussy.

All of a sudden, he stopped, pulling away from her.

He spun her around and sank his fingers into her hair, tugging her close seconds before slamming his lips down on hers. She didn’t protest as he demanded her submission. He moved them back, and only when her legs hit the edge of the mattress did he break the kiss, pushing her down on the bed.

She gasped as he spread her legs open.

“Now you’ve got the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.” He knelt on the floor and she went up on her elbows to watch him.

Slash ran his hands up her thighs, spreading the lips of her sex open, making her cry out as his tongue teased over her clit.

He slid down, teasing across her entrance, making the same movements as his fingers had done seconds earlier.

She was a virgin. She’d never done this with anyone else, and she didn’t imagine for a second she ever would. This was completely out of her comfort zone, and yet at the same time, with Slash, it was so right.

He didn’t make her nervous.

He aroused her, filled her with fire and burning need.

She’d simply pushed all of those feelings aside to deal with her own grief. There was no way she could hide from that anymore. He sucked on her clit, and she screamed his name as pleasure washed over every single inch of her.

Slash didn’t give up. He kept on licking, sucking, and teasing her.

The arousal kept building to the point that she thought she might die if he didn’t do something soon. But she didn’t.

He hurtled her over the edge, and she screamed as her orgasm consumed her. She couldn’t think or focus, the pleasure taking her to a whole new level. Something filled with hot fire and burning need.

She didn’t want to give it up, or stop it.

The passion unlike anything she’d ever experienced before in her life.

Slowly, with his tongue, he brought her back down, and when she stared at him, she shook a little.

“That was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he said.

She licked her lips, unsure what to say.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” He stroked her thighs and finally stood.

Natalie had no words. She was still reeling from her orgasm.

Her gaze on Slash, she couldn’t look away as he rid himself of the shoes, and finally the pants. His cock pressed against the front of his black boxer briefs. She’d felt him against her, and in her hand, but that was nothing compared to finally seeing him.

The boxers went and he was as naked as she was.

He wrapped his fingers around his length and she sat up, reaching out and curling her own fingers around his.

Slash released his cock so that her hand covered his dick. Then his touch landed on her hand, and he showed her what he liked. How tightly he liked her to squeeze and move up and down his length.

She was completely enraptured by his touch. She went from looking at his face to staring at his cock.

The pleasure on his face was from what she was doing, and when she finally knew how to touch him, he let go.

She set the pace that he liked, and even though she was a virgin, it didn’t mean she hadn’t read or watched what came next.

Natalie wanted to taste him the way he had her.

Closing the distance between them, she stroked her tongue across the tip, tasting his pre-cum that spilled out of the head.

She released a little moan, discovering she didn’t mind his salty sweet flavor, and covered the entire head of his cock.

****

Heaven.

Slash was in heaven. There was no other word for it. Natalie’s mouth was perfect even if she was a little nervous at first and her actions unpracticed. No other man had touched those lips, licked her pussy, or fucked her.

He was completely new to her, and even though he shouldn’t be happy about that, since he’d been with other women, he was. Slash ran his fingers through her hair, removing the clip that wrapped her hair up.

Wrapping her strands around his wrist, he stroked her cheek, watching as she sucked him. Where her lips were, there was a trail of saliva that she sucked on. She took a great deal of him to the back of her throat, but no more, and he didn’t rush her.

The need to hold her head and fuck her mouth was there, but he held himself back. Closing his eyes, he counted to ten until he had control, and watched her once more. She looked so perfect, so beautiful.

She was his angel.

His woman.

And he was going to spend the rest of his life with her.

There was no doubt in his mind. He loved her more than anything in the world and had for some time now.

He was a patient man—or at least when it came her, he would be.

She moaned and pulled off his cock, running her hand through his pre-cum and her saliva as she worked the tip.

“Am I doing it right?”

“You’re doing everything right.”

Natalie took his cock back into her mouth, and he hissed as her teeth moved along his length. He didn’t mind some teeth and he nearly rolled his eyes in the back of his head when she cupped his balls, squeezing them.

The sounds she made only heightened his arousal, the taste of her still on his tongue.

He wanted her again.

She didn’t let up sucking his cock, and he watched as her gaze fell on him. She pulled off his dick and her tongue licked across the slit before sliding down across the vein at the side of his cock.

“Fuck, baby, you’re going to have to stop. A man only has so much control.” She was testing his to the limit.

Natalie pulled away, licking her lips as she leaned back. She really was the most beautiful woman in the world to him and having her in his bed was a dream come true for him.

Cupping her face, he helped her to her feet, claiming her lips once again. She melted against him, moaning as his tongue plundered into her mouth. He loved hearing what he was doing to her and didn’t want her to stop.

She was everything to him.

Taking her hand, he moved toward the edge of the bed and sat down. He reached into the nightstand drawer and removed a condom, tearing into the wrapper and rolling the latex down his length.

Her gaze was still on him as he settled into the bed.

“Come here, Natalie,” he said.

She climbed onto the bed, and he positioned her so that she straddled his lap. “What’s going on?”

“I know this is your first time, and I don’t want to ruin this for you. You’re going to be the one in charge.” He ran his hands up and down her thighs, relishing the touch and feel of her in his grip. “You’ll take how much you want and you’ll fuck me.”

“I don’t think that is how it’s supposed to go.”

“Baby, I can’t hurt you. I don’t want to. This way, you’re the one in control. I’m at your mercy and you say what goes.” Her hand pressed against his chest, right over his heart. “You feel that? It’s what you do to me. There’s no one else I care about. Only you.”

She leaned forward, kissing him. “I love it when your lips are on mine.”

“I’ll kiss you every single chance I get.”

She ran her hands up his chest, wrapping them around his neck and deepening the kiss. Her tits smashed against his chest and he gripped her ass, feeling her against him, his cock so hard it was almost painful.

Natalie took her sweet time, and he didn’t have a problem with that. When she was ready, he held his cock, and saw her cheeks were a beautiful red, her innocence really shining through.

Her teeth sank into her lip, and she slowly lowered herself on his cock. He felt the thin wall of her virginity give, and she cried out before collapsing over him, his cock filling her as she wrapped her arms around him.

That one cry would stay with him forever. He’d never wanted to cause her pain and hearing it on her lips hurt.

“Ouch,” she said, whispering the word against his ear.

“I’m so sorry, baby.” Maybe he was a coward, not being able to take her, but he’d rather it be this way where she held herself above him. He didn’t move, and she stayed perfectly still.

He ran his hands up and down her back, patiently waiting, even as his dick pulsed inside her.

“Slash?”

“Yes.”

“I’m not a virgin anymore.” She pulled away, and the movement pushed his cock further inside her.

She didn’t cry out this time.

No, a moan of pure pleasure spilled from her lips, and the feel of her cunt tightening around his dick was the best feeling in the fucking world.

Slowly, she began to lift up and slide back down on his dick. Up and down she went, taking him a little deeper each time. He watched his cock as she took him inside. Seeing and feeling her was the most exquisite kind of torture in the entire world.

“Oh, that feels so good.”

He squeezed her ass and thrust up as she pushed down on his dick. They both cried out as the pleasure went to another level.

Releasing her ass, he placed one hand at her thigh, slowly stroking inside until he came to her pussy. Running his thumb across her clit, he watched as she came apart because of that bundle of nerves.

“Oh, fuck!”

He couldn’t recall her ever swearing and as he continued to tease her pussy, she fucked him even harder, taking him deeper, but it wasn’t enough.

“Please, Slash … fuck me!”

Gripping her hips, he turned them around so that he was above her this time. Holding her hands above her head, he began to drive inside her, going deeper than she’d taken him, but he saw the pleasure as it hurtled her toward another orgasm. Reaching between them, he held himself still, teasing her clit until she screamed his name as she reached her climax. He gritted his teeth as her cunt tightened around him, consuming them both.

He drove into her, feeling the beginning of his release begin to stir, and he fucked her harder. The bed hit the wall with the power of his thrusts.

Finally, he found his peak as she came once again.

He saw stars.

Her tight heat squeezed every little bit of cum from him, filling the condom.

When his orgasm finally ceased, he moved so that he didn’t crush her, and cupped her face, stroking her cheek.

“That was amazing,” she said.

He ran his thumb across her lip and knew he’d found his future. There hadn’t been any doubt in his mind. This woman was his entire world.

“You’re the one that is amazing.”

She smiled, and it brought one to his own lips. Her hand stroked his side as he was still deep inside her.

 “Do you think we can do it again?”

“I think we need to get you cleaned up, and wait to see if you feel sore.” Yeah, he’d been reading romance books as well. He’d even done an internet search to find books with a virgin theme, so he had some idea of how to treat Natalie afterward.

Pulling out of her pussy, he stood at the side of the bed. “Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be back.”

“Where am I going to go?” she asked, smiling so damn widely.

“You’re cute when you’re being a pain in the ass.”

“And you love it.”

He took a kiss and left, thankful the bedroom was complete with a master bath. Slash filled up the bathtub, being sure to add some salts. While the water was running, he removed the condom and winced when he caught sight of the smear of blood.

He’d been her first and he’d be her only.