Chapter 10

Henry

I was so fucking tired that I did something I didn’t remember doing for a long, long time. I took the afternoon off to go home and sleep. Tonight I needed to talk to Amelia, and I couldn’t do that on no sleep. I sent Mary home when I got back so that the apartment would be quiet and then I hit the sack and slept for hours, overcome by everything that had been happening.

Later the sound of my cell phone woke me. I was going to ignore it at first, but then I remembered I’d abandoned the office and there was a chance someone needed me. It was Aidan. “Carter.” I answered.

“Henry, Amelia is at Club S.”

“She’s what?” I was wide awake in seconds. “How the fuck did she find out about the club?”

“She already knew about it. Anyway, there’s no time for me to explain. She’s in there and the way she was talking makes me think she’s considering losing her innocence there. It’s really not the place for that to happen. What do you want me to do? She told me to mind my own business.”

“I’m on my way. I’ll sort it. Speak later.” I told him. I ended the call and thanked God I’d fallen asleep with my clothes on. I grabbed my keys and set off for the club.

Once inside, I scanned the bar, but there was no sign of her. My heart beat hard in my chest as I made my way to the side rooms and prayed that I wasn’t going to find her in there with another man. Oh I knew my own past, I didn’t need reminding I’d fucked my way around this club. But this was a place to play. It was no place for an innocent girl to come to lose her virginity.

The minute I went through to the rooms, I saw her. I watched as she stared through the windows watching the scenes. She was wearing a tight silver dress that showed off her amazing tits and ass, and high black heels that emphasized the curve of her calves. I wanted to run my lips up those curves, all the way up those thighs and past those tits until I was back kissing that mouth. Then a man appeared in front of her. He held out his hand for her to shake. As she placed her hand in his I saw she was wearing a black and silver band on her wrist. The one that said she was available to play.

Like hell she was.

I made my way over to her, determined to bring her home.

And that’s where we were now. I dropped her down onto my bed and I stripped myself out of all my clothes. Her blue eyes followed me every step of the way, but there was no fear in her gaze, no apprehension, only hunger. I pulled down my boxers revealing my massive cock, and she gasped. I was huge, and she was going to enjoy every bit of it.

“We’re in no rush, Amelia. By the time my cock is seeking entrance you’re going to be begging me for it.” I told her.

I pulled off each stiletto and threw them to the floor. Then I lifted up her right foot and ran my tongue along the sole of her foot. She whimpered as it tickled slightly and she tried to pull away her foot. Her skin tasted salty to my tongue. I repeated the same to her left foot and then placing her feet back on the bed, I lifted up the bottom of her dress, revealing those black hold up stockings that were encasing creamy thighs. I rolled down each stocking in turn, discarded them and then I returned to my ministrations, running my tongue from her ankle, all the way up her leg and right to the crux of her thigh at the side of her panties. I could see that the white panties she was wearing were damp, and I broke off from what I was doing.

“That wetness better be for me, Amelia, and not for the people at the club.” She squirmed. “Did watching people at the club make you wet? Tell me the truth.” I commanded.

“A little, but mainly I looked at them and thought of it being you.”

“You looked at sexual acts and pretended it was me doing them to you?”

“Yes,” she groaned, her thighs rubbing together.

“And what did you see? What did you imagine I was doing to you?”

“That you had your fingers inside me, your tongue, your-” She broke off.

“Say it, Amelia.”

“Your cock. That you had your cock in me and made me come.”

I returned to her other ankle, and I tongued from her ankle right up to the juncture of her thighs again.

“God, Henry, please touch me.” She begged.

“All in good time, Amelia.” I told her.

I sat astride her and pulled up her dress, taking it over her head and dropping it at my side. Then Amelia was laid under me in just her bra and panties. Her creamy breasts spilled out over the top of her bra and I began my teasing again, trailing my tongue up the side of her waist, over the curve of her breasts, making her push out her chest, and then back down the other side.

I trailed my mouth up the curve of her neck causing goosebumps to break out over her skin, and then I devoured her mouth with my own. The kiss went on and on. I had no rush to leave her mouth. All I knew was that something was happening tonight, something different. I had slept with many women but there was something about Amelia, it was like she messed with my internal systems, set forth some kind of electrical charge. My whole body was on fire for her. Finally, I broke the kiss and unhooked her bra revealing those amazing breasts. I dipped my head to lave one and then the other while soft moans emitted from Amelia’s mouth.

I trailed my fingers down her body until I reached those soaked panties and then I dipped my hand under the edge of them and took in her warm heat.

“Fuck.” I wanted nothing more than to ram my rock hard cock inside her but I needed patience. Instead I rubbed her wetness around her clit and dipped my finger in and out of her. I’d expected her to tense up, but she hadn’t. She was rolling her hips up in rhythm with my finger fucking. I added a further finger. She was tight, I wouldn’t add another at the moment, but I continued to rock against her as she continued to rock back.

“Oh my God, Henry, oh my God.”

I felt her quicken around my fingers and then moisture seeped from her sweet cunt as she spasmed around my digits. Her whole body trembled, her breathing making her body shake as she came down from her orgasm.

“Did you enjoy that?” I asked her.

She nodded eagerly. My sweet, beautiful, willing, Amelia.

I kissed her again until she’d had time to recover and then I lowered myself between her thighs. She screamed my name as I licked up her seam, then teased her bud. I tongue-fucked her slowly until she was begging me. “Please, Henry, please.”

I moved up the bed and raised myself above her. “I’m going to fuck you now, Amelia. Try to relax. If it doesn’t happen, we try again in a while, okay? Its not a race.”

I lined my cock against her entrance and I started to push myself against her. Immediately she tightened up like a vice.

I dropped back down between her legs and licked and teased her pussy until she was once again relaxed and on the edge of orgasm.

I returned above her. “I’m just going to rub myself against you, so you get used to me being there. I’m not going to do anything, okay?”

“Yes,” she replied. “Okay.”

I rubbed my cock between her sweet wet folds over and over until eventually she started rubbing herself back against me, trying to seek an orgasm. I pushed slightly at her center and she accepted the first part of me.

“I’m in you.” I told her.

Her closed eyes fluttered open. “You are?”

“Yes, only a little, but I’m there. Can you feel me?”

It was as if telling her she’d already done it helped, as she continued to relax as I rocked my hips a little further giving her an inch of myself at a time. Then I came up against her barrier of resistance, her virginity. I paused, kissed her mouth and then looked into her eyes. “It’s going to hurt a little.” I told her. “At least, that’s what I hear.”

“You never slept with a virgin before?” She asked me.

I shook my head, “No, so you see, it’s my first time too.”

She laughed heartily at this. “Henry is a virgin with virgins. I feel special.”

“You are special.” I said and those blue eyes met mine once again. She was so innocent.

I pushed past her barrier and she winced slightly. “Is it too painful?” I asked.

“Carry on, please.” She said.

I did. I carried on inch by inch until she had the majority of my cock in her pussy and then I began to move. I knew she’d get little from this fuck, so I rocked inside her gently until I felt my balls tighten and I spilled my seed inside her.

I withdrew and pulled her into my arms on the bed.

“You’re no longer a virgin,” I told her, as I grabbed a tissue from the side of the bed and wiped between her thighs, showing her the small bloody evidence of the loss of her innocence.

“Thank fuck for that.” She said. “I know it’ll get better with practice.” She said.

“Oh you can bet your sweet ass it will,” I told her.

I woke her up again at 3am and 5am to ‘practice’ and this time, although sore, she came around my cock both times. At 6:30 am I woke up to find her warm mouth wrapped around my dick. She knew exactly what she was doing with oral sex. She may have been a virgin, but she wasn’t inexperienced in using her mouth to pleasure a man. By the time the alarm sounded for us to get ready for work, I wondered if I was going to have to pull another afternoon sickie to come home for a sleep.

I stared at her as she tried to pull herself awake. Her eyes looked at mine and there was a clear fear in them. I knew what she was thinking. That I’d reject her again, tell her I’d made a mistake.

“Amelia.” I said to her.

“It’s okay.” She said.

“No,” I stated firmly. “That’s not what I’m going to say. I’ll start again. Amelia, it has taken me a long, long time to believe I could ever have a relationship with someone else. I’ll be honest, I thought it would never happen again. But I feel something for you. It’s too early for me to think about what this means, but I’m not going anywhere. I want to explore it with you. I know we need to address the elephant in the room at some point because there’s a ghost to lay to rest. But, I’m ready and willing to try, if you are.”

Amelia beamed at me. A big beautiful smile swept across her face.

“Oh, I’m ready and willing alright.” She winked.

Goddamn it, I had to have her again.

We showered in our separate rooms and then headed down for breakfast from there. When I arrived, Amelia was already sitting at the table nursing a coffee with a fully cooked breakfast in front of her. I watched as Mary loaded up a plate with bacon, eggs and toast and passed it to me.

“You’ll need that to help keep your strength up,” she said, and winked.

I could have felt embarrassed. Mary had never witnessed any hint of a love affair or even the results of a one night stand in the apartment, but instead I decided to go with the flow and with the feeling of happiness - God, yes, happiness - that was coursing through my veins right at that moment.

“Better add another egg and another couple of slices of bacon, Mary.” I said to her, and then I winked back.