I watch as she flees from the room, her scent still filling the space around me. Inhaling a deep breath, breathing her in, I try to calm myself and my libido down. The last thing I want to do is really scare her. Being a little nervous, a little on edge, is a good thing, but having her be terrified about what I’m going to do to her defeats my purpose.
As hard as it is, I count in my head, giving her time to get into my office and do what she was told. Or worse, giving her time to lock her bedroom door and hide from me.
I can’t allow myself to think that way. This is the ultimate test, one that will tell me, tell us, if this thing with her will work or if it’s all wishful thinking.
Looking down at my watch, I see enough time has passed that she’s either waiting eagerly for me...or packing her things. Shaking my head because I know I can’t allow those thoughts to linger, not if I’m going to take her the way I want to. Forcing that possibility out of my mind, I walk slowly up the stairs, my steps heavier than normal so she has plenty of notice I’m coming for her.
I feel like the big bad wolf in sheep’s clothing, stalking closer to her, preparing myself to pounce.
None of the images my imagination has conjured up prepare me for the sight of her bare body spread out on my desk like a naked present waiting for me to defile. The first thing I notice is that she didn’t exactly follow directions. I told her nude from the waist down, but she’s removed everything.
Not a stitch of clothing covers her delectable body. I should be pissed, should discipline her, but the mind-blowing pleasure of seeing her naked body in the position I told her to assume is too great.
“Do you like what you see?” Her voice is husky, and her eyes hold mine as she gazes up at me, her perky breasts pressed against the cold wooden desk. She’s bent over, the slope of her back beckoning me to her. I want to kiss that slope, to lick it as it dips low, and down her ass crack, following the trail all the way to her sweet little pussy.
Would she let me fuck her ass?
Eventually, I tell myself. She won’t have an option. If she’s going to belong to Knox and I, every single hole on her body will be taken more than once. Not only that, but we’ll enjoy taking them at the same time.
But, thoughts like that can wait for another time. I need to keep myself firmly in the here and now if I want to keep from coming in my pants like a teenage boy.
“You didn’t follow my directions.” I keep my voice level, even though the sight of her has my cock begging to be unleashed. The fact she thought that Knox and I wanted nothing to do with her should tell me how pure and naive she is.
I knew she was a virgin, I just never expected her to take the our reactions to her as us not wanting her.
“Isn’t this better?” Her face falls a little, regret filling her soft features. She reminds me of a doll, so fragile and breakable. I could shatter her if I really wanted too.
I cross the room after closing the door behind me. This office looks a hell-of-a-lot better with a beauty like her on display. Stopping at the edge of the desk I eye her body, trying to figure out exactly what I want to do with her. I never actually expected her to follow through, but damn am I glad she did.
I knew she wanted me but I didn’t think she wanted me that badly.
Before I take what I need, I need to clear up the issue with her mother. I need to make sure she isn’t doing this just to get back at her, because I’m not about to be some young girls mistake. If all I am is a way to piss off Angela I want no part of her. Her bitch of a mother would convince her I took advantage, and having an accusation like that leveled at me could ruin everything I’ve spent years building.
“Are you using me, Princess?” I question, hearing her swift intake of breath. Her chest heaves as I run a finger down her spine. She shivers, and I imagine grabbing her by the hips and impaling her on my cock. Taking her over and over again as she screams for her release.
“No… I would never do that.” Her voice is strong, and I walk around her to the other side doing the same thing.
“Before I tell you what I want you to do, I have to know if you’re doing this to get back at your mother. If you merely want to sleep with me to upset her, this ends right here. I won’t be part of some sort of rebellion against her. I may hate your mother, but you won’t use me that way.”
Maddie’s eyes widen and she pops up off the desk, turning to face me so I can see her in all her naked glory. My mouth damn near waters at the sight, but the enraged look on her face keeps me in check.
“How could you think I would do that?” Her anger burns out fast, shoulders sagging. “If that’s what you really think of me, maybe I should just go.” She straightens her spine and stares down at me haughtily. “I’d rather sleep in my car than be seen as a girl who would offer her body up for revenge.” I try to interrupt her, but she talks over me. “If that’s who I was, I would have slept with one of the many guys who tried.”
Just the thought of some other little asshole touching what I’m coming to think of as mine has me rounding the desk to stand in front of her. I’m so much taller I tower over her, but this time I’m thankful for it. I want her to be intimidated in this moment.
She looks up at me, her eyes looking too big for her face and it just makes her look younger. Standing here fully dressed while she’s not wearing a damn thing makes me feel like a dirty old man. That should be a turn off...but it’s not.
“I never said I thought you were ‘that type of girl’ Maddie. You can’t blame me for wanting to be sure this is what you want.” I refuse to feel bad about what I said. “Don’t ever threaten me with living in your car again. I can handle almost anything you want to throw at me, but that’s not something I want to even imagine.” Reaching out, I cup her soft cheek in my hand. “You don’t have to do this to ensure you’ll have a roof over your head, you know that, right? If you tell me right now that this isn’t something you one hundred percent want, nothing will change. You can still stay here as long as you need to.”
Maddie nuzzles into my hand, a small smile tipping up the corners of her mouth. “I know.” Her eyes are so expressive. They tell me enough that she doesn’t have to reassure me, but she does anyway. “I want this more than I can even tell you, Caine. I wanted you even when my mother was married to you, and I knew you were off limits to me. You gave me butterflies and made my heart pound in my chest whenever you were near.”
Her confession only adds to the burning desire coursing through my veins. I have to have her.. Have to taste her, possess her body like I’ve imagined myself doing pretty much every moment since she moved in.
I start moving toward her, and she doesn’t seem to notice I’m herding her closer and closer to my desk until she touches the cold, hard side. Her eyes look up at me when she gasps, but I’m past the point of explaining what’s about to happen. My hands grip her tiny waist, it’s so small they completely engulf it, making it even more obvious she was made for me.
Maneuvering her so she’s sitting with her ass on the very edge of the desk and her toes curled around them, I get down to my knees, doing my best to ignore the way my cock is pushing against the zipper of my jeans in a desperate attempt to get inside her.
I trail my hands up her calves slowly, massaging her soft skin as I look up at her. Her breath is coming out so fast she’s panting, but she doesn’t ask me to slow down or stop. It’s a good thing, because I’m not sure I could at this point.
I’ve been jealous of Knox since he tasted her sweet pussy, but now it’s my turn. As much as I want to go straight for the prize, I force myself to slow down, pressing kisses down her left thigh, getting so close I can almost taste her sweetness before switching over to her other thigh.
She mewls into the air, her fingers threading through my hair, pulling the strands taunt. I can see her desire drip down her thigh, and I lick each drop up with my tongue, the salty goodness slamming into my cock.
“I want to be gentle with you. To save you for both Knox and I….” I kiss her thigh once more, my fingers trailing up to the apex of her thighs. Swirling two fingers against her clit I watch as relief and pleasure pulse to life in her features.
“But I can’t.” I whisper nibbling at her earlobe. She makes me feel things I’ve never felt for a woman before and as taboo as it may seem I want all those feelings to come true.
“Which one can’t you do?” Her voice trembles and I smile, moving my fingers faster against that tight bundle of nerves. When I’m done with her she won’t be able to talk...or walk.
“Neither.” I growl, slipping a finger into her tight pussy while working her clit. It only takes a couple seconds of said movement and she’s coming against my hand, her toes curling into the edge of the desk as she grips it, holding on for dear life.
The pleasure flowing through her veins feeds my own and before I can stop myself I’m undoing my belt, the sound of the button on my jeans coming undone resonating through the room and I decide then to say my peace.
“I have to have you Maddie. I need you like a man needs water. I’m starved. Fucking starved little one…” I swallow hard, wondering if I will ever be able to pull myself away from her.
“Have me. Take me, Caine. I’m ready to be yours.” There’s no hesitation in her voice and I know she’s ready for this. I know she wants me to make her mine.
I don’t bother with the condom or any birth control talk, knowing damn well whatever happens I’ll own up to it. All I want is to feel her bareback, her pussy convulsing around my cock while I ride her hard. Pulling her off the desk, I turn her around and press the front of her body down against it. If I look into her eyes while I take her, I’ll come the second my cock shoves inside. Trying to calm myself down, I lick my lips and run my hands down her silky smooth back.
My cock presses against her backside. Her breathing is heavy, and I know she hates waiting, wondering when I’ll do it. When I’ll slip between her creamy thighs and pierce her with my cock.
Slipping two fingers into her tight cunt I coat my fingers in her juices and bring them back up to my cock, saturating the velvet tip with them.
“Please…” She softly whimpers and I smile like a sick bastard because what I’m about do might be wrong, but I know damn well it’s going to feel so fucking good.