The Virgin Heiress: A Billionaire & Virgin Romance

by Virginia Sexton

  Once my pants are off, and I’m down to just my bra and panties, Colin reaches to the nightstand and grabs something. “I want you to wear this for me.”

  I look closer and see it’s a blindfold. “What is that for?”

  “You won’t be able to see. Just feel. It will heighten the experience. The body reacts to fear in many of the same ways as arousal,” he explains.

  “I trust you, Colin,” I say, smiling. I lift my head and let him slip the blindfold over my eyes; once it’s in place, I can’t see anything. The fabric is soft around the edges, and it even feels a little nice — different, but nice.

  Of course, I see right away what he means about fear. I can hear his steady breathing, but what is he going to do? When I feel his hands touch my breasts, I gasp, then moan as he holds them, rubbing the nipples with his thumbs.

  I mewl when he stops, but then I feel his lips against my breast, instead, and a couple of fingers on my clit. He brushes his fingers across it so gently, I ache for more, thrusting my hips forward to grind into his hand. I stop when I feel a slight pinch on my nipple.

  “Don’t do that,” he warns. “Be patient. Let me bring you to ecstasy. There’s no rush.”

  “Please,” I beg. “I need it now.”

  Laughing softly, he gives me another pinch. “Is that what you want, to be finished a minute from now? Or would you rather prolong this bliss and finish with an orgasm more intense than any you’ve ever had?”

  I squirm in place as he speaks, so turned on it hurts. My nipples are like rocks, and all I want is to have his cock now… but the other option calls to me, his words echoing in my head. I want the best orgasm he can give me.

  When it comes to sex, you’ve been patient all your life, I remind myself.

  “Okay. Prolong it as long as you can,” I say.

  “Good choice.”

  Colin continues to brush my clit until my arousal becomes truly unbearable. Just as I’m about to scream in frustration, his fingers slip away, replaced by his tongue. Immediately, I shriek as waves of euphoria explode throughout my body. He works his tongue in circles around my clit, holding my thighs spread apart with his hands. His breath comes out in hot jets against my skin, and it’s all overloading my senses.

  When Colin begins using his fingers in time with his tongue, driving them into my core and hooking them to stimulate my G-spot, I lose all semblance of composure. Screaming and thrashing, I scream until I’m utterly breathless. By the time I stop, the orgasm I’ve enjoyed has fried my brain, and I can feel tingles of pleasure everywhere from my pussy straight out to my fingers and toes. A sheen of sweat covers my skin, even as Colin brushes it, feeling every last inch of me.

  “Oh, my God, that was amazing,” I say, still trying to catch my breath.

  “I’m not done yet,” Colin says, and his tone makes me shiver: it has a hint of menace and mischief. Like he was planning to do something bad but nevertheless enjoyable. “Susie, what I’m going to do next might hurt a little bit at first, but I think you’ll get to like it. Just tell me if you want to stop.”

  “Okay,” I say.

  For a minute, nothing happens; I almost lift up the blindfold so I can see, but I resist the urge. Then I feel it: Colin spreads something cool and slick all over between my legs.

  “What’s that?” I ask, my voice shaky. His hands feel so good, as my skin is still very sensitive.

  I feel Colin’s lips on my forehead. He whispers, “It’s lube. You ready?”

  “Yes.”

  Colin enters me slowly, though almost as slowly as the first time he penetrated me. His cock still feels enormous, and it still hurts a little to take all of it in, but he works it deeper gradually so I don’t get overwhelmed.

  “Oh, God, that feels so good,” I groan.

  “Yeah. And I think this will, too.” Colin starts to thrust slowly but deeply, establishing a leisurely rhythm, and for a second, I wonder if that’s what he’s talking about.

  It isn’t.

  I’m not sure at first what is going on, only that something is pressing in a place I’ve never felt something pressed. Then I feel a slight twinge of pain as something small slips inside my bottom.

  “Is that… your finger?” I ask, wincing. It’s a little painful, but the unusual pressure brings an entirely new dimension to the experience.

  “Just one.”

  I feel the finger start to go in and out, counter to the thrusts of his cock. I can feel them both pressing against me when they’re inside, and the sensation sets off a reaction in me like an unscheduled rocket launch. “Holy shit,” I gasp, rolling my hips to follow the new source of stimulation.

  “Yeah? This working for you?”

  “It’s… oh, God… different. But… good,” I reply, barely able to speak. Already, I can feel another devastatingly powerful orgasm building up.

  Colin uses his free hand to yank off my blindfold. At first, I barely even notice: my eyes are already squeezed shut and all of my senses are focused on what Colin is doing to me. When I notice it’s gone, I open my eyes and see Colin is watching me closely.

  “Hi,” he says.

  “Oh…” is all I can reply. He laughs, then hits a new gear, thrusting harder in both spots. “Oh, God, don’t stop.”

  I close my eyes again and let myself drift off into a state of euphoria so deep, I would have thought it only possible on drugs. Each thrust lifts me higher and higher. Even the slight bit of pain from my rear quickly subsides as I get used to the odd intrusion, and then it’s nothing but bliss.

  When I run out of breath to scream, I pant with every exhalation. Colin must like the sound, because when I start doing it, I feel a jerk in his cock and he groans almost as loudly as I had been. He goes even faster then, and that’s when I lose it.

  Utterly overwhelmed by the sheer ecstasy, I wrap my arms around Colin’s back and howl. He buries his face against my neck, kissing it and moaning my name again and again. By the time I am fully spent, I am catapulted so far into my trance that I can’t tell whether I’ve been rendered senseless, or if I actually lose consciousness.

  All I know is I’m happy, and that I never want this moment to end.

  —

  When I come back to Earth, Colin is standing at the foot of the bed, naked and pouring drinks from a carafe of ice water. I get up slowly, my body exquisitely sore. I drink an entire glass in one go while Colin watches, then pour myself another.

  “What are you thinking right now?” he asks, curiosity and amusement in his expression.

  “Oh, God,” I mumble. “I guess… if every time is going to be this good… then I’m glad I waited until I met you.”

  Colin laughs. “Susie, we’ve barely even scratched the surface. You have so much to try, so much to experience. You have no idea what you’re in for.” He sets down his glass and pulls me into a kiss, then adds, “I’m just lucky I get to be the one who shows it to you.”

  I clasp my arms around Colin and hold him tightly. He swallows me up in his embrace, and within it I feel content and safe.

  “I feel pretty lucky, too.”

  “Sorry I’m late,” Dad says when he arrives. “Happy birthday, sweetheart.” He gives me a giant hug, then lets me go so he can take a seat at the table.

  “Thanks, Dad,” I say. “And don’t worry, we’ve only been here a couple minutes.”

  At the table, besides me and Dad, are Colin, Allison, and Brett, who all exchange greetings. I’m wearing a cute, pink dress Allison got me for my gift. Colin, of course, looks impeccable in his gray suit, though he wears it without a tie and the top button open. The maître d’ almost asked him to put on a tie, until he realized who he was speaking to. It happens pretty often and never fails to make me giggle.

  “I haven’t seen you in a long time. How are you two doing?” Dad asks Allison and Brett.

  As Allison tells him about their recent trip to London, I listen to the string quartet playing softly below the slight din of the restaurant’s
other conversations. A waiter arrives with the bottle of Riesling Colin ordered and pours us all a glass. As I scan the restaurant I see a few people sneaking glances at Colin and I. By now, I’ve gotten used to it.

  “I was lucky the trip ended when it did. I almost didn’t make the opening of Lexington Center East,” says Allison. “I’d have hated to miss that.”

  “It wouldn’t have been the same without you,” I agree.

  “Or Colin,” Allison adds. “His PSAs really helped bring in the staff we needed.”

  “It was nothing,” says Colin as a waiter sets down a basket with a sliced baguette.

  “He’s being modest,” I note. “He put in a ton of time helping set up the place.”

  He shrugs. “I’ve had a lot more free time since I stepped down as CEO. Honestly, putting together bunk beds is a lot more rewarding than negotiating studio contracts.”

  “You don’t miss running the company?” Dad asks him.

  Colin shakes his head. “Not really. I still get to go to all the parties and premieres, thankfully. But also, I always told myself I wasn’t going to be one of those guys who’s still working in his retirement years, just because he can.”

  Dad laughs. “Like me?”

  “Yes, like you. Sorry, I don’t mean to be judgmental. If you enjoy it, then keep doing it. But I once told Susie about how winning is addictive, and how I wanted to prove I could stay at the top of the mountain. How that kept me in the game far longer than I originally planned. It took meeting Susie Lexington, and having to make a choice, that snapped me out of that addiction. I’ve asked myself, would I be this happy if I were still working endless hours to make money I don’t need? No way. So, I have Susie to thank for really all the happiness in my life.”

  “Aww,” Allison and I say in unison.

  “That’s very sweet, Colin. Of course, if you ever want to get back in the game a little, my company is planning a new expansion. We’ll be seeking out new content providers. I think after this long, we could talk about a new deal.”

  Colin laughs and shakes his head. “Take it up with Reed, Mr. Lexington. I’ll be happy to vote on it at the next board meeting, but that’s it. I’ve got much better ways to use my time nowadays.”

  “Fair enough,” says Dad, raising his wineglass.

  The rest of us lift ours for the toast, and why not? Life is good. Under the table, I sneak a glance at the heavy diamond engagement ring fitted around my finger. The Lexington Center is thriving and expanding, with new volunteers registering almost every day. Dad is happier than I’ve ever seen him.

  As we have dinner, talk, and laugh, I think back to how inconceivable this would have been a year ago. Now it almost seems silly that I ever doubted I’d find the right man. I guess I never counted on him finding me.

  After our dinner plates are cleared, Colin takes my hand and gives it a squeeze. “I’ve got a little surprise for you.”

  “Oh, what’s that?”

  By the time I finish asking, a pair of waiters appear with a birthday cake full of candles. Thick, chocolate and multi-layered, it looks delicious.

  “Make a wish,” Colin says.

  Surrounded by my friends, my family, and my love, I can’t think of anything else I need. Inhaling deeply, I blow as hard as I can and extinguish all the candles.

  “Did you make a wish?” asks Allison.

  I look to Colin. “Yes. But it’s already come true.”

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  More from Virginia Sexton: “The Virgin Escort”

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  That’s one virgin I’d love to train.

  KADEN

  The Excalibur has a new escort joining the force, and she’s all mine. For now.

  Cal, the owner, had to swear to me he was telling the truth: she’s a virgin. Who wants to be a professional escort. And Cal wants her to spend a week with me before she’s auctioned off to the highest bidder.

  I’m supposed to use my sizable… skills… to train her how to please a man—without taking her innocence. I’ve never broken my word, and she’s not here for me, but I can’t let another man touch her.

  GRACE

  It’s crazy, but I have to. I need the money. And, I need what Kaden is teaching me.

  The things that man can do with his hands… and his mouth… and his… I’m surrounded by luxury and wealth while I’m with him, and I’m getting used to being in his bed. Even if we can’t go all the way.

  But when Calvin insists on testing how well Kaden has trained me to please, I’m not sure if I can go through with this. Backing out means I can’t get my siblings out of the foster system—and it might mean losing the man I’m falling for.

  About the Author

  Virginia Sexton has been travelling her whole life - Europe, North America, the South Pacific - and prefers to call all of them home. She wrote and illustrated her first story, “The Banana Boat,” at age eight. To this day, it is one of her most cherished possessions.

  Virginia has two writing companions, her cats, Pepper and Max, and enjoys sending pictures of them to her friends when she should be writing. Her hobbies include photography, salsa dancing, and cooking — especially if the recipe involves ham or she’s whipping up a batch of homemade marshmallows.

  She loves strong, sexy men who smoke cigars, drink cognac, and know how to treat a lady… especially when she’s been naughty. Lighting a candle and burning some jasmine incense helps her get in the mood… for the next book.

  Virginia writes the kind of stories she enjoys reading — steamy romances that always end with happily-ever-afters. She loves making an accomplished alpha fall hard for his perfect match, and thinks it’s delicious when he must work to win over her heart, while also making her knees go weak and leaving her breathless in all the right ways.

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