Erika looked stunned, and Pierce was satisfied. He leaned back in his chair and looked at her, loving the way her cheeks were flushed. He was going to claim her soon. And he was going to be the one responsible for all of her smiles. All of her laughter. And all of her blushes. And he couldn't wait.
Chapter Seven
Erika was enjoying herself. This was the most fun she had ever had on a date—any date, in all her nineteen years of life. Pierce asked her questions. He seemed genuinely interested in what she had to say, and he even laughed at her jokes. That was a first because usually, she was made fun of for having a very awkward sense of humor.
"Okay, okay, so what's your most embarrassing experience?" Erika asked after their laughter had died. They were just on the first course, and yet their dinner conversation was so much fun. She wasn't sure she wanted it to end if she was being honest. She didn't know how she would feel when it ended.
Erika watched with amusement as Pierce—the almighty Pierce, the one with the deep voice, deep laughter, and the ever-present smirk blushed. "Are you blushing?" she asked, with laughter in her voice. She laughed even harder when he blushed even harder.
"If you keep laughing, I won't say anything," Pierce threatened lightly, making Erika lock her mouth comically and throw away the key.
"I'm all ears," she said, then looked at the man in front of her, waiting for him to start talking.
"Okay, so it was a very long time ago," he started, "When I was in college." Erika's smile turned puzzled. Why was he talking like he was fifty or something? But she didn't ask and just let him keep talking.
"So, I got the hottest girl on campus to invite me over to her apartment. I was nervous as hell being quite a nerd at that time. And when I got there..." Pierce sighed, and Erika widened her eyes. He was being dramatic, and she was actually scared something terrible had happened. "Well, I came in my pants after the first kiss," he finished.
"Oh nooo," she said, putting her hand on her mouth to stop her smile.
"Oh yes," Pierce nodded, sighing. Erika burst into another bout of laughter. This was definitely the most she had ever laughed on a date. "Tell me yours," Pierce said, watching her intently. Erika's laughter had died down, and as soon as Pierce uttered those words, she blushed.
"I don't have any, nothing sexual anyways," she said in a small voice. The predatory smile that had been playing around Pierce's mouth grew.
"Good," he stated, and her blush grew even more. She could feel the heat spreading.
"Why good?" Erika asked, looking at him with those doe-like eyes.
"Because baby girl, I am going to be your first, and I am going to be your last as well. Don't doubt that," he said in a low voice. Erika's eyes widened in surprise, and she gave him a small smile.
Hearing him say that. That he was going to be her first and last, had sent a rush of heat straight to her pussy. And she was sure that she would sleep very sexually frustrated if things didn't end up where it looked like it was headed.
"Pierce?" Erika called softly.
"Yes, baby girl," he answered.
"What do you do? And how old are you? I'm asking because you keep talking about college being such a long time ago. I don't mean to offend you. I just wanna... know," she rambled.
Pierce chuckled a little. "It's okay, princess. I'm 41."
"Ohh," she said, eyes wide. She definitely didn't want to tell him her age now. She was scared that he was going to think of her as a child. In her head, age was nothing but a number. They were drawn to each other, and they had a connection. So it didn't matter that he was in his forties, and she was just 19. They would make it work. She hoped.
"How old are you baby girl?" Pierce asked. He had probably noticed how quiet she had gone for a minute.
"25?" Erika said, or more like asked, watching Pierce's face.
"Don't lie to me, princess. I don't like liars," he said sternly. She blushed and nodded. It wasn't like her to lie anyways. If he didn't want to accept her because of her age, she was going to do everything to show him they belonged together.
"I'm 19," she finally confessed, watching his face for his reaction.
"Oh wow," was all Pierce said for a long while. It was silent for a while, and it wasn't the type of silence that was comfortable. It was the kind of ominous silence that always came when something terrible was about to happen.
"Pierce?" she asked in a small voice. "Does it bother you that much?"
"Sorry, I’m just trying to wrap my head around it. I mean, that's a 22-year difference. I could be your dad."
"But you're not," Erika said, and her tone was short. She opened her mouth to say something. Then closed it again. She didn't know what to say. She hated how awkward it felt, and how the atmosphere had gone from being chill and comfortable to awkward and stilted.
"Pierce?" Erika repeated. She needed him to say something.
"This doesn't change anything, Erika. You're still mine. I am still going to claim you. You're still going to be my woman, and you'll belong to me. Understood?" he asked, and she nodded happily. She never knew she would be so happy to hear that someone owned her.
She looked down shyly, and when she looked back up, he was staring at her with an indecipherable look on his face. She looked away after looking at him for some time. It was hard to keep staring into his eyes, especially when he had that look in his eyes.
"Are you done?" Pierce asked as he watched her pick at her dessert. Erika nodded rapidly and watched as Pierce called the waiter over. After settling the bill, he helped her stand, then put his hand on the side of her waist and pulled her into him. She fit perfectly, almost as if they were made for each other. Erika sighed. This was a moment she never wanted to end.
THE RIDE TO ERIKA'S home was more on the quiet side, but full of meaning. They exchanged a few short sentences and let their eyes say all the words that their mouths couldn't. Finally, they were in front of her place. Pierce stopped the car.
Erika turned towards him and noticed that he was already watching her. She blushed.
Pierce watched Erika as many thoughts ran through his mind. This woman was beautiful—or did he mean girl? When she said she was 19, it was almost like his world had shattered. He knew that it was completely legal; after all, both of them were adults. But it felt like he was corrupting her—which he was.
But when he looked into her eyes, he saw that she wanted this as much as he did. And now, when he looked at her, he saw a woman and not a girl. She was looking at him. Her lips were parted unconsciously. It was almost like she was begging him to kiss her.
Pierce sent his finger and rubbed her lower lip, then leaned forward and took it in between his lips, nibbling on it softly, then he sucked on it and released it slowly. Erika's eyes were wide. It was all Pierce could do from not just carrying her into her house, laying her on her bed, and fucking her till she let out soft, sweet moans.
Pierce leaned in again and kissed Erika, properly this time. It was slow and sensual, their tongues battling each other and their teeth and lips nipping at each other. Erika's breathing got heavy, and she wrapped her hands around his neck, deepening the kiss. Pierce slid his hand to her waist and squeezed,
then pushed her away gently. He was already hard. Pierce looked into her eyes and placed another kiss on her lips.
As he was about to deepen it, his phone started ringing. He was tempted to ignore it, but the persistent rings were killing the mood. Pierce sent an apologetic look in Erika's direction, and she gave him a reassuring smile.
Pierce sighed after hanging up. "Damn. That was my assistant. I have to get to the office right now. It's an emergency." Erika pouted, and Pierce pecked her pouty lips. "I'm sorry, baby girl."
"It's okay. I mean, it's an emergency," Erika said.
"Let's get you inside," he whispered, then placed a small peck on her lips. Erika whimpered, but she waited for him to open her door before getting out. He held her close to him as they walked towards her house. They stayed there
for about thirty seconds, just staring at each other, then they hugged.
"When will I see you again?" Erika asked, looking up at Pierce.
"Soon, baby girl. I'll keep in touch. Stay safe," Pierce whispered. Both of them were whispering, not wanting to ruin the moment.
Erika stared at him for a while, then smiled. "Good night," she said, pressed a kiss on his lips, then went into the house and softly closed the door.
Pierce stood there for a while, then went over to his car and got in. He looked down at his crotch area where his swollen, rock hard member was aching to free itself of the constraints of his pants and cursed Erika for being as sexy as she was. He started the car and drove home before heading to the office. As soon as he got to his apartment, he started getting rid of his clothes. Usually, he was neat and organized. But his need was more urgent at the moment. Besides, his maid was going to come the next day to clean up.
He got into the shower and turned it on. He took in a deep breath, then picked up the lotion and squirted it into his hand. He had not masturbated
in a long while, and for Erika to make it come to this, he knew he really felt something for her.
He thought of how her beautiful breasts would feel in his hands and imagined her throwing her head back and moaning out loud because he was playing with one nipple and sucking the other. His cock was diamond hard by now, and he was breathing heavily, thinking of Erika calling his name in the throes of passion as he stroked himself.
"Oh my God, Pierce. Yes, right there!" Erika exclaimed, holding Pierce's head as he took her clit into his mouth and arched his finger into her wet and needy hole.
"Yes, please, I want more," she whined. "Pierce, I'm so close."
Then all of a sudden, she screamed Pierce's name as she came, arching her hips and exposing her clit even more to the pleasurable torment of Pierce's tongue.
Pierce groaned as he felt his orgasm coming. He closed his eyes and quickened his jerking movement, his breath coming out choppy. He opened his mouth and let out a low choking noise as he shot spurt after spurt of cum from his pulsing cock.
When he was done squeezing every last drop out, he turned on the shower and laid his head on the wall. He could not wait to fuck and claim his baby girl.
Chapter Eight
Erika woke up horny. The make-out session between her and Pierce in the car had made her intensely aroused, and she found herself dripping wet between her thighs. It was the first time she had felt this sexually frustrated.
She slid her hand down and began rubbing her clit with a circular motion. She varied the pace and pressure until she found the right combination. With her other hand, she began squeezing her tits and pinching and pulling her hard, erect nipples.
Erika didn't have a lot of sexual experience. None, actually. Still, she imagined Pierce's warm and moist tongue, licking and playing with her clit. Then she slid two fingers into her wet pussy, moaning as she rubbed her clit with her thumb.
"Come for me, baby girl," she imagined his deep voice saying, and that was when her orgasm overtook her.
It had felt good, yet it left her feeling empty. Thinking of Pierce had made it so much more intense, but still, he wasn't there. She needed to feel his touch on her body. Erika sighed as she stepped into the shower. It didn't help that she had been texting him, the object of her desires till she fell asleep. All she could think of was him. And she would need him to fuck her sooner than later.
Erika already knew that he was the one she wanted to give her virginity to. She wanted him to be her first, and hopefully, her last as well.
She let out a deep breath and cranked the heat of the shower up. Erika had never been a shabby person, but since Pierce had come into the picture, she wanted to look extra good. She started styling her hair and paying more attention to her clothes. No more baggy clothes that covered up all her curves. Pierce loved them, so she was going to flaunt them.
Erika walked to the bus stop to clear her head. The previous day had been fantastic. And she had seen a side of Pierce that she loved. He was a
beautiful person, and he was funny. They understood each other perfectly. And they complemented each other. Even though the age thing had kind of soured the evening, they had kicked it right back. That departing kiss was one she would never forget.
Erika boarded the bus and sighed. It seemed like she was sighing at everything. She had an ominous feeling. Almost like something was going to happen, and it was going to ruin the way things were going.
All she hoped was that, no matter what was going to happen, Pierce Hunter didn't succeed in destroying her company. And that her Pierce didn't end up playing with her heart. And that her Pierce didn't turn out to be Pierce Hunter. If the last one happened, Erika wasn't entirely sure what she would do.
Erika heard a ping from her phone and picked it up. It was Pierce. It was a simple text. It read:
Good morning baby girl. See you at the coffee shop.
She smiled. It was amazing how one text had just managed to switch her mood around. She was glad that Pierce had come into her life. He made her happy, even though they hadn't seen each other long. But it didn't matter. The essential thing was how he made her feel. And he made her feel so damn good.
As soon as Erika stepped down from the bus, she walked to the coffee shop slowly. She didn't want to get any questions from Jacob that morning. He was curious, and he would want to know why she couldn't keep the smile off her face and why she kept on touching her lips in awe. But that wasn't the issue, so Erika forced herself to forget about it.
She arrived at the coffee shop and saw Pierce already sitting at their spot. As soon as he saw her, he stood up. Erika couldn't help the huge smile that overtook her face when she saw him. She stopped herself from running into his arms like a kindergartener to their parents. When she reached him, she jumped into his arms and hugged him.
Pierce held her chin in his hand and lifted it. They stared into each other's eyes before she smiled a little. As soon as she smiled, Pierce took advantage and placed his lips on hers.
Erika responded almost immediately, opening her lips so they could explore each other's mouths. Their tongues clashed as they used teeth to nip at each other's lips.
"Hi," Erika said when they finally separated. Pierce laughed and placed a peck on her lips.
"How was your sleep?" he asked when she took a seat. It was almost like he knew what she did to herself this morning. She blushed and looked down. "Hey, look at me."
She looked up at him and smiled. "It was good, I guess. I slept well," she said like she was trying to convince herself.
Pierce smirked knowingly and took a sip of the coffee they had already ordered. They sat there quietly, not saying anything. Then Erika broke the silence. "You didn't tell me what you do."
"I'm the head of my own software company, baby girl. What do you do?"
"I'm a programmer," she said softly. Head of his own software company, she thought. He didn't mention social media, though. So it was probably not the same person.
"Smart as well as funny. Damn, I hit the jackpot," Pierce joked, and both of them laughed. "I mean it though baby girl. You're special to me. And," he started, then took her hand into his and kissed it, "You're mine."
"You're mine too, you know. I don't like sharing either," Erika retorted. He chuckled and kissed her hand again.
"Of course, baby girl. We belong to each other. But I'd better get to work now," he said wistfully, and they sighed at the same time.
"I'll miss you," Erika said softly.
"I'll miss you too," Pierce said, then he pulled her into him and kissed her again. This kiss was less intense than the one they just shared but just as passionate. After one last peck on her lips, Pierce walked away.
Erika sighed and put her hands in the pockets of her coat. She didn't get anything for Jacob simply because she knew that he had spent the night over at his mom's place. And she never lets him come to work empty-handed—or more accurately, on an
empty stomach.
Soon enough, Erika had reached work. That weird feeling she had when she was on the bus had come back. Being with Pierce had taken it away for a bit, but now it had come back intensely. She shivered and rubbed her hands around herself.
"Hey Jacob," she said as she walked in and saw him sitting at his desk like he always did. They hadn't gotten to hiring a secretary. A lot of the applicants that had been interested in the position had backed out, strangely enough. And the ones who came were just... weird.
"Hey, Erika. I have news for you," he said grimly.
Erika swallowed. She knew it probably had something to do with Pierce Hunter. "Is it Mr. Hunter again?" she asked, sighing and sitting on Jacob's desk.
"Yep. He sent a letter. And I think you would like to read this one."
Erika took the letter gingerly from Jacob and opened it. She started reading. Her eyes widened at the audacity of this man. When she finished reading, she had to wipe the tears that had managed to come out of her eyes.
"I know I shouldn't be crying right now. I know I should be strong. But it just hurts. Why is he targeting me? Aren't there other people he can target?"
Jacob stood and took Erika into his arms and let her cry into his chest. Pierce Hunter, that bastard was the one who made all the applicants go away. He was influential enough to threaten their livelihood and make
them get scared. Nobody wanted to make an enemy out of Vision50 simply because they wanted to work with a small no-name company.
"Can he not just stop? I am so close to giving up, Jacob. So close. I just want to give in to him so he will stop bothering me. I am so tired," Erika sobbed. Her sobs were making Jacob feel extremely heavy. He was sad that he couldn't do anything about it.
"Look here, Erika. You've been through a lot. It took a lot of courage to launch your project and start this company. You know there is always something that will get in your way, love. You just need to move past it. And we are going to move past it, okay?"
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