by Amy Brent
"Really?" said Karly. "You must be twins."
I listened to them talk as I got my tie on straight and placed some papers into my briefcase. Breakfast consisted of eggs and toast with brewed coffee that made my whole body awaken. Karly's coffee always tasted like pure heaven. I loved anything she made.
I stayed as long as I could, enjoying the interaction between Alexis and her newfound nanny. It was bright, loving, and hilariously funny. Karly gave Clara a big lesson on bad words and told her, "You'd better go and get a job if you want to use bad words because that costs a lot of money." Alexis added how she had a big fortune from people who swore, and that Dada was a big man and sometimes needed to tell off other big men.
As I left for work, I couldn't contain my happiness at the thought that Karly was going to let me take her. I was going to be in control and make love to her like no one else had.
The commute to work was filled with music from the radio. I found a station with feel-good music that matched my contented mood. Fuck, I was going to have sex with a virgin, with the woman of my dreams who knew how to cook, clean, be a mother figure to my daughter, and was as beautiful as they came. I had never thought it would be possible to like someone this much ever again. It was like the universe was giving me a second chance.
I went into work with a skip in my step. Nothing would change my mood. Chan could ring up and pull out of his contract and it wouldn't faze me in the slightest. I was going to be with Karly tonight, and nothing else mattered to me at all. I was going to take her virginity with passion and domination, and she would never forget her first time. I would make sure of it.
"Mr. Jacobs, Mr. Belford is urgent to speak with you on line one. He said if Chan's in, then he's in. He wants to double what Chan's doing, whatever that might be."
I grinned like the Cheshire Cat. "Thank you, Rhonda. Patch him through." Could this perfect day have gotten any more perfect?
I put on my negotiation voice even though the deal was sealed before I said a word. Jack Belford didn't care about the ins and outs of the contract. He just wanted to outdo the big guys to ensure his spot as the biggest guy. It was all about the money and the status of being seen among the most famous and rich. All the rich guys who came to us wanted to be attached to other rich people. It was the status quo. It created the domino effect that had made my company snowball seemingly overnight.
"Jack, my man, how are you on this more-than-gorgeous day?" I asked.
"I want in. Whatever Chan's having, give me double."
"You sound like you’re ordering coffee," I teased.
"Best damn coffee I'll ever order," he said, his enthusiasm oozing into his words. He was as happy as a pig in a pen. A mud-filled, food-filled pen.
"I'll have Rhonda email the information to you. Then you can sign it."
"I’m extremely happy to be on board. You’ll keep me in the loop about Chan, won't you?"
"Of course. I'll have Derringer send you the intel on a weekly basis. Or is biweekly better?"
"You know I never read that crap. Just keep me doubled on whatever Chan does. Get Derringer to keep a monthly tab so I can stay in the know."
"Done. Is there anything else you need from me?" I asked.
"I heard Chan got strippers, so a mail-order bride would be nice. I'm thinking Swiss or Brazilian," he added jokingly.
I laughed at his words. He was a happy man, and I was glad to do business with him. "I hear Swedish women are extremely good. They like kinky."
"Really?" he asked.
"Yep. Oh, and some of those French women can get really nasty behind closed doors, I hear."
"Oh, wow. I like nasty. I'll have to look up some videos now and check that out. Have a brilliant day, Jacobs."
I laughed at his words. It was always fun to talk with him. "Yes, you too. If you need anything at all, call me."
"I will. But I'm gonna get me a wife soon. Someone nasty!"
He hung up, and my face had a permanent smile stuck on it. It was my luckiest day. I would be able to be with Karly, and my dick was already there, ready to play the game. It would be one of the most memorable nights I'd ever had.
I tried to focus on my data research. It was something I needed to get on top of because the figures mattered, and although some of my guys could understand it, they had a hard time translating it into the future possibility that would help the scope of the company.
As my eyes perused the figures, I tried to take notes and make some expressions of it on paper, but it was useless. I couldn't concentrate. Karly was on my mind. I could picture of her, her smell, her eyes, her curvaceous body, that pale pink, breast-hugging sweater. God, I was infatuated with her. If I closed my eyes, I could see her face. She was biting her bottom lip and curling a strand of dark hair around her ear, baring her neck and making me hard.
The day flew by, and my productivity was shocking. I really didn't get much done at all, but I didn't care. All that mattered was tonight. I could work on stuff another day. I had plenty of time, and my clients were all extremely happy.
***
"Good night, Alexis. Dada loves you."
"Me and Clara love you too. That was a good story Karly said to me. That ant was gonna always get lost. His family should've left a big flag out to help him."
"What was the ant's name?" I asked, watching her eyes get sleepier.
"Antony! So funny. I need a big sleep now. My eyes are falling over."
I patted her until she fell asleep, and then I met Karly in the living room. She was freshly showered and waiting for me. It was the most beautiful sight I'd ever seen. I grabbed her hand and felt my body become its raw and wild self. I'd pictured this night a million times in my mind, and it was finally here, ready to be a real experience for us both.
I stood next to the bedside drawer and pulled out a condom so it was ready to put on when it was time. Karly stood and looked deeply into my eyes. "I've been on the pill since I was fourteen to regulate my periods, so we're safe to do it naturally, if you want to."
I felt the pull to her. I couldn't believe she was letting me take her and be her first. Fuck, and without a condom. What a dream. She looked beautiful and so desperately naive, and I was going to show her what it felt like to be pleasured properly. This night was special for both of us because I was going to leave her breathless and more than satisfied. She wouldn’t remember her life before me.
Chapter 12
Karly
My back slammed into the bedroom wall in a twisted passion that was unfamiliar to me. I’d dreamed about it over and over, but I hadn’t thought it could feel this good. Damon slammed into me and pushed his lips hard against mine. I melted under the warm touch of his kiss and pushed back, driving my tongue into the hotness of his mouth. Our tongues twisted and curled as I raised my hands and tried to pop the first button on his shirt. He grabbed my wrists and pulled me away from his chest.
“Don’t,” he said in a deep growl. He was sexy as hell.
Damon pushed my hands to my sides and started opening the buttons on my blouse. I was highly aroused as Damon slipped my blouse off my shoulders. He caressed my breasts with a wanton need I thought only belonged in the movies. The soft, midnight-blue silk ruffled against my skin as his fingers slid beneath my bra and teased my nipples. I sucked in a warming breath as he teased my peaks to a sensation-packed erectness. I rested my head back against the wall and exhaled. Already, I wanted to run my hands over his muscular body. When I tried, he told me no, and from the deep growl he used, I knew he meant it.
The waist of my skirt loosened as his fingers pulled at the back zipper. The noise of his groan made me instantly wet. My skirt dropped in a heap around my ankles, and my passion meter was beyond steaming hot. I felt free, and the silence became shattered from the tap-tap of my heels on the wooden floor.
I raised my hands above my head, and he pushed them against the wall. My head rocked from side to side as I felt my panties be pulled to the side of my now moist pussy.
Damon’s assertive finger brushed against my soft and velvety lips. The elastic dug into my thigh as he slipped the tip of his finger past my moist lips and teased my hotness like crazy. His other hand pushed against the lower part of my belly, and it went down toward my arousal too. It was deliciously good as his fingertip danced on my throbbing clitoris. He did it with drive, flicking it purposefully, perfectly, as he kissed the nape of my bared neck. I inhaled deeply and then achingly exhaled with anticipation.
He moved his hand away from my clit and pinned my wrists to the wall. I breathed out a sigh, wishing he’d take me soon. I was hornier than I’d ever been in my life. I opened my eyes. His piercing gaze burned into me, and he grinned. An eyebrow rose as he pushed his finger deeper inside me. My legs quivered as his curled finger probed at my hot, wet depths. I pushed my head away from the wall. My tongue extended to kiss him again. Damon dropped my wrists and stepped back from me, leaving me in a state of sheer need for him.
“To the bed!” he ordered. “And remove your panties and bra.”
“Shoes?”
“Keep them on.”
I walked toward the bed while I fumbled with the clasp of my bra. It dropped to the floor as I was halfway to the end of the bed. Within three steps, I’d slipped out of my silk panties too. I turned so the backs of my legs hit the edge of the bed. I stood like the naive thing I was and waited.
“On the bed and spread your legs,” Damon demanded.
I pushed back onto the edge of the bed and licked my bottom lip, waiting for Damon to remove his clothes, but he pushed me back until I lay flat on the bed. He grasped my ankles firmly, and then he raised them, placing them on the edge of the bed. He slapped my inner thigh, and I spread my legs wider. With a look of intent in his eyes, he put his firm hands on my frigid thigh, his thumbs expertly spreading my lips, and then he bowed his head.
My hips squirmed with delight as flooding sensations washed through every fiber of my being. My clitoris ached. He pushed his mouth against my moistness and pursed his lips assertively. He sucked hard and then teased my budded nub. I moaned out with delight and clawed at the crisp bedsheets. My fingers were wrapped tightly in the material as my hips bucked.
Oh god.
His tongue pushed into me all the way. His hand pushed on my lower belly as I tried to raise my hips.
“Al-al-almost there,” I panted wildly.
I squealed with delight. Wave after wave of splendor rushed through my veins. Every part of my body quivered from his caresses. I raised my head, and my belly ebbed and flowed as great gasping breaths escaped from my body.
Damon stood and gazed down at me as he started to undo the buttons on his shirt. There was a fire in his eyes I’d noticed before, but this time it had more fervor. I reached for the buckle on his pants, but Damon shook his head.
“No touching.”
Shedding his clothes, he left his shirt and pants heaped on the floor. His fingers pushed inside the waist of his boxers. He dropped them to the floor and moved with determination toward me. My eyes fixated on his huge cock. He grasped and stroked himself to an even fuller hardness.
I leaned forward and readied myself to give him head. I wanted to put the fullness of him into my warm mouth, but he ordered me to turn over and get on all fours. I turned and rested on my forearms.
With abandon, Damon pushed his hips against me, and I felt his hand press the head of his rock-hard cock against my pussy. He groaned as he sank the tip inside me. I buried my head into the plump pillow and I moaned muffled cries of pleasure.
I cocked my head to the side and watched my fingers whitened as I gripped the crumpled bedsheet. His shaft filled my hot, wet depth as he drove himself harder. The sound of his muscular hips hitting my body merged with my deep moans of pure satisfaction. I hadn’t known it could feel this good. I felt every inch of him as his penis stroked my wet walls.
“Put your hands behind your back,” Damon murmured in a deep, sensuous tone.
I did what he said immediately. His strong fingers grabbed my wrists and pulled me back as he thrust his hips harder. His tempo increased as his shaft filled me to the hilt. His grip tightened, pulling on my arms, making me arch my back, and my ass pushed back on his hot physique, my hips quivering. Thrust after thrust pushed me closer to a second orgasmic climax. My breasts brushed against the bed, my hardened nipples rubbing against the smooth cotton. I was getting close to my second orgasm.
I muffled my moans in the pillow. His tempo ravaged my hot, wet pussy. I squirmed and quivered with satisfaction. He let go of my wrists and dug his fingers into my hips. He crashed into my body with abandonment. I’d never felt so wanted in all my life. My eyes closed, and my mouth opened as a final cry left my body.
“I’m coming again,” I yelped as I lifted my body onto my arms.
I gasped for breath as I shook with complete satisfaction from his pleasuring. Damon stepped back as I rolled over. My chest rose and fell as I lay still, embracing my glorious second moment. I’d never come twice before.
I sat up and faced him, leaning forward. I stared into his eyes and tried to guess what he was thinking.
“Lie back.”
With my twice-pleasured body sprawled out on the bed, Damon pushed himself between my hips and raised my leg over his shoulder. I watched as he held his enormous erection and rubbed the head between my satisfied pussy lips. He rubbed the swollen head against my throbbing clit. I furrowed my brow and bit my lip. His hand clasped against my leg positioned over his shoulder. He pushed the length of his shaft into my pussy again. My body enveloped the full extent of his shaft. The corded muscles of his stomach tensed as he thrust forward. His hips rocked back and forth.
“Pull your nipples. I want to see you stretch them.”
I lifted my hands and squeezed my breasts, gently tugging on my nipples.
“More. I want to hear you squeal.”
I pulled harder, aroused more than ever. My skin stretched, and I winced in pleasure and pain. Damon thrust his hips hard against the juncture of my thighs. Pleasure rushed through my veins.
“Feels good, huh?” he asked.
“Uh-huh,” I moaned out. My teeth clamped onto my bottom lip as I nodded and muffled the response.
He pushed his hips closer. The heel of my shoe dug into the hard muscles of his back. He lifted his free hand and pushed hard on my belly. I arched my back from the bed and pushed my hips forward to accommodate the length of his cock in all its glory. Damon thrust slowly. His free hand lowered and his thumb pushed between my wet lips. I groaned and closed my eyes. He pushed on my clit. He rubbed back and forth and matched the thrusting of his hips.
Damon grinned as he controlled my body. He dictated every movement. I tugged on my nipples as instructed, and as soon as I winced, he sent pleasuring sensations from my clit with his thumb or the depths of my pussy with a forceful thrust.
His fingers dug into the soft, fleshy skin of my right thigh, my leg held hard against his broad, muscled chest. He pulled me closer as he drove the head of his dick deeper. I gasped and moaned with erotic breaths.
“Fuck, you’re hot,” Damon moaned as he fucked me wildly.
I arched my back and jutted my breasts higher. They jiggled as he slammed his hips against my body. His thumb pushed harder and faster against my clit as I spotted his body readying itself.
“I’m close, baby,” Damon whispered.
He increased his speed. His large cock filled my depths. I started to quiver, and a kaleidoscope of sensations filled my body. Pulses washed over me as wave after wave of pleasure encroached yet again. His fingers dug deeper into my leg. His hips seized and his body jerked. An animal-like grunt fled from his lungs as he shot his manly seed deep inside me. His grip tightened as he thrust again and again. He spilled the last drops in his final moment of passion.
Damon exhaled as beads of perspiration dotted his brow. His spent body slumped by my side on the bed. I gasped and gulped from the entire experience. It had been perfe
ct. I exhaled and slowed my racing heart.
“That was really something,” I said, feeling amazing.
He kissed me and tucked a stray hair behind my ear. “Yes, it was perfect. Now you’d better get dressed and make your way home,” he said, staring at the ceiling. “Don’t think I’m just having my way with you and booting you out. It’s just…”
“What is it then?” A little explanation wouldn’t hurt.
Damon adjusted himself and looked into my eyes. “It’s Alexis. As much as she likes you, I think this might be a little too much, too soon.” He smiled. “You know what kids are like.”
On the surface, it seemed like a feasible explanation, but whether it was the real reason, I wasn’t sure. I guessed I’d have to see. For the time being, all I could do was accept he was telling the truth.
I washed up and dressed. I exited the bathroom, and he stared at me. His eyes were penetrating and sexy as hell. He smiled. I thought he was telling the truth.
I smiled back at him as he stood and wrapped his glorious body in a robe. He walked me to the door and held it open. “I don’t want Alexis asking questions. That’s all.”
“Of course,” I said, understanding the entire situation. He leaned in and kissed me before I left for home.
Chapter 13
Damon
Waking up was the best feeling in the world. I had taken Karly's virginity, and it had felt better than either of us had imagined. Fuck, she was so tight and wet, I couldn’t even explain it. Being with a virgin was something I'd never done before. It was the hottest, most gratifying experience I could ever have enjoyed. Her face when I touched her, teased her, pleased her. Fuck. The way she got breathless and moaned out. It sent me over the edge.
I was glad I’d taken her. Now she was mine, all of her. She was the perfect submissive, allowing me to dominate her and control the whole situation.
After my shower, I heard coughing. Alexis didn't sound great at all. That was the only shitty thing about sending kids to kindergarten in winter. They were bound to catch something. I got dressed and went in to see her. She was usually up with Clara by now, playing with the other dolls in her bedroom.
