Chapter Five

I press her small body against the wall, pinning her with mine, our mouths locked together in a frantic kiss. Our tongues swirl and dance together in her mouth as she runs her hands through my hair, pulling hard. I grind my body against hers, pushing her harder into the wall. I let her feel my cock, straining against my jeans, pressing against her belly.

Her breathing is ragged, and when she pulls back, her eyes are filled with the rawest desire I've ever seen in a woman.

My cock is already stiff and yearning for release, but I'm not ready to fuck her yet. I want to take my time. I want to enjoy every second I have with her. It's not every day you get an unexpected treat like this. I'm sure Tori would have been a terrific lay, but having this sexy, sultry woman drop into my lap the way she did is like getting served a filet mignon when you'd ordered a hamburger.

I take her hands and pin them to the wall above her head, holding her small, delicate wrists tightly in place with just one hand. Never taking my eyes off hers, I glide my second hand down her body, trailing my fingertips over her breasts, circling her taut nipples, before sliding lower.

She draws in a sharp breath as I slide my hand up her skirt, letting my fingers trail along her sheer, silky stockings. When I touch the soft skin of her thigh above the stockings, a soft, mewling sound drifts from her mouth. I feel the shuddering in her body and hear the quickening of her breath.

When I touch her through her panties, her eyes widen, and she bites her bottom lip so hard I fear she'll draw blood. She’s already absolutely soaked. Fuck yes. With her hands still pinned to the wall above her head, I rub her pussy through her drenched panties, making her whine and squirm beneath me.

There is still fear in her eyes and her body is tense. I want her to relax. I want her to enjoy this as much as I know I'm going to. I slip her panties to the side and run my fingers along her wet, swollen lips. “Misty” moans softly, her body growing rigid, and she quickly looks away from me.

“Look at me Misty,” I say.

She looks up and meets my gaze, those big doe-eyes filled with a mix between pure animalistic lust and outright terror. I circle her clit with my finger and her breath catches in her throat. This woman is so sweet. So innocent.

So absolutely fucking delicious.

“I – I've never done this before,” she says.

It's an unprompted statement that makes me curious. I tease her clit some more and stroke her lips, feeling her growing even hotter and wetter for me.

“Never done what before, love?” I ask. “Hired an escort?”

She shakes her head. “That either.”

I tilt my head and look at her, not sure what she means. When it hits me, I can’t help but stare at her dumbfounded.

“You've never had sex before?” I ask.

She bites her bottom lip and shakes her head, her eyes growing almost comically wide. Suddenly, her fear and apprehension make perfect sense. She's a virgin. Completely untouched.

Damn. And it's not even my birthday.

“I'm going to ask you this once, love,” I say. “Do you want me to stop? Would you rather not do this?”

She looks at me and I'm half-convinced she's going to have second thoughts and back out of it. Which would be a shame, of course. At the same time, I don't want her waking up later with doubts or shame about what happened here. I would never want her to feel like she had been taken advantage of. Regret is a bitch.

So, I'll offer her an out.

She hesitates but much to my surprise, shakes her head. “No,” she says. “I – I want to do this.”

“Good,” I say, feeling a predatory little grin upon my lips.

“Misty's” eyes grow wide and she gasps loudly when I push a finger deep into her dripping wet pussy. She struggles to move her hands, but I keep them pinned hard to the wall above her head. I gradually pick up speed until I’m pumping my finger into her pussy as hard as she can take it. She's so wet, my finger slides in and out easily enough, but she's so fucking tight, there's barely room for more.

She's groaning and trying to pull her hands free, but I refuse to let her go. I keep her pinned to the wall as I thrust my finger inside of her and use another to rub her sensitive clit. Her groans grow louder and more persistent as her body tightens. The muscles inside of her grip my finger as I drive it into her again and again.

“Oh God!” she screams.

She struggles hard against my grip, her entire body trembling as she cries out. I feel her pussy throbbing, my cock growing even stiffer as I listen to her ragged breathing as her orgasm crashes down hard over her.

Slowly, I feel her body begin to relax. Her breathing slows and begins to drop back down to normal. “Misty” looks up at me, her cheeks flushed, sweat dotting her brow, but that light of lust in those dark, soulful eyes seems to be burning even brighter than before.

“T - that was amazing,” she says.

I withdraw my finger from her pussy and hold it up, relishing the way it glistens with her juices. I slip my finger into my mouth and taste her sweet nectar. All the while, her eyes are riveted to me, watching my every move.

I finally let go of her hands and she immediately starts trying to work on my belt. I push her hands away and she looks up at me, confusion in her eyes.

“On your knees,” I say.

She hesitates for a brief moment, but then quickly obeys my command, falling to her knees. I stare down into those big, sultry eyes of hers, and feel my cock strain against my jeans. My cock is begging for release and is so hard, it almost hurts.

“Misty” is looking up at me, a thick air of anticipation hanging between us. She's staring in my face as if waiting for her next command. She is so fucking sexy, and I want her so badly – my craving is intense and soaring higher. Pretty soon I’m going to start having a hard time not blowing my load in my pants.

“Tell me you want to suck my cock,” I say.

“I – I do,” she says meekly.

“I want to hear you say it,” I say, my voice low and firm.

Color flares in her cheeks and she suddenly looks shy and awkward – which only adds to that sweet, innocent girl appeal she’s got going on. What makes it even sexier is that she doesn't know she's got it.

“I – I –” she cuts herself off, her cheeks bright red. “I can't say it.”

“Say it,” I say, my voice even firmer. “Now. I want to hear you say it.”

She clenches her jaw and narrows her eyes. She seems to be trying to find the strength to step outside of her comfort zone and give in to the moment. I don't know what pushed her to the point she's at – a virgin hiring an escort – but I'm impressed that she's going through with it. Being the good girl I'm pretty sure she is, I doubt it can be easy. I have to commend “Misty” for doing something so obviously out of character for her.

But, that doesn't mean I'm going to pull any punches with her, either.

“Say it,” I command.

“I – I want to suck your cock.”

Hearing those words tumble from such a beautiful and innocent mouth is the most amazing music to my fucking ears. This girl is a goddamn unicorn. A rarity among the women I've met and had some fun with. Some of them like to play up the good girl act, but this girl is actually a good girl. And it's such a fucking turn-on.

“Louder,” I say.

“I want to suck your cock,” she says, bolder than before.

Her eyes stare into mine and I hear a small sliver of steel in her voice. A trace of confidence. I think she’s finally beginning to find her footing in this situation – which makes it all the better for me.

I undo my belt and wait for her to unzip my pants. She reaches out and takes hold of my pants, her eyes never leaving mine as she unzips them and pushes my jeans, and my boxers, down far enough to finally release my aching cock.

“Misty's” eyes widen as she takes in the length and girth of my rod and I give her a small grin. I don't have to be a mind reader to see the fear in her eyes as she wonders whether or not it's going to hurt. She's a small girl to begin with and is incredibly tight.

But, we'll find a way to make it work. Oh, I have no doubt we'll find a way.

Her eyes locked to mine, she leans forward and runs the tip of her tongue around the head of my cock. She laps at the pre-cum spilling from the tip. Her small, delicate hand grips the base of my prick surprisingly hard, and she begins to work her hand up and down my shaft as she slips me into her mouth.

I moan softly as she works me with her hand and mouth in concert. For a virgin, this girl knows how to give a proper blow job. She jerks and sucks on me furiously, working my cock like she's on a mission.

“Fuck,” I mutter. “Fuck yes.”

She tightens her grip on me with her hand and mouth, sucking me off harder and faster. I feel the pressure building up low within me and know if she keeps going like this, she's going to have a mouthful of my cum in a minute or two. Maybe sooner.

And I'm not ready for that yet – not until I've made my mark on that sweet, tight body. I'm aching to be inside of her. Aching to feel that sexy little minx wrapped around me as I go balls deep in that hot, virgin pussy.

I feel a spasm down low as she teases the head of my cock with the tip of her tongue and jerks me off even harder. It feels so good, I honestly don’t want her to stop. But I know if I don't, this is going to make me blow my load all over her.

Taking a step back, I suck in a deep breath and grit my teeth, trying to pull myself back from the precipice. She looks up at me, a questioning look on her face, but her eyes still on fire with lust and desire.

“Stand up,” I say.

She eagerly complies, getting to her feet. She stands there looking at me, as if unsure what to do next.

“Take off your blouse,” I say.

As she fumbles with the buttons on her blouse, I kick off my boots and slide my jeans the rest of the way off. Holding them up, I fish the condom out of my wallet and then toss it all to the side of the room where they land on my boots. Next, I slide my t-shirt over my head and throw it on my pile of clothing.

All the while, she can't take her eyes off me. She looks me up and down, her eyes drinking me in. I don't have the physique of say, a professional athlete, but I know I've got a decent enough body. After kicking the drugs, I started to work out and take better care of myself. Eating right. Living right. Basically, the opposite of my life during FUBAR. And, as far as I'm concerned, it has paid off well.

“Misty” unhooks her bra and lets it fall to the floor, her full, round breasts spilling out as she does. I step forward and take her breasts in my hands, kneading them, teasing her stiff pink nipples with my thumbs. A soft moan passes her lips and she shudders beneath my touch, biting her bottom lip as she stares at me.

Reaching behind her, I unzip her skirt and let it fall to the floor where it pools around her feet. She raises her leg to take off a shoe.

“Leave them on,” I say, my voice forceful and low.

She stands before me in nothing but her stockings, heels, and panties, her cheeks flushed. As I drink her in from head to toe, she looks embarrassed. Her silky black stockings contrast with her soft porcelain skin in a way that's almost too appealing. She doesn't even realize that she oozes sex appeal. This woman is a fucking goddess.

I lick my lips, feeling my cock getting impossibly hard as I contemplate all the ways I'm going to fuck her. It's her first time, so I'm going to make sure it's memorable.