She’s off limits.
“What was that screaming?” she asks when we’re in the elevator heading up to the top floor.
“I didn’t hear anything.”
I just shattered the mayor’s hand for kissing hers. I better be careful or else I’ll go too far. But I already know that there’s no too far when it comes to her. There’s nothing I won’t do to protect her. Nothing I won’t do to keep her mine.
“You don’t have to act crazy around me,” she says, inching beside me. She threads her soft fingers through mine and rests her head on my arm. “I want to be here with you. I’m not going anywhere.”
That’s right you’re not.
But still, it’s nice to hear her say it.
“I don’t like other men looking at you,” I say. I’m not normally so honest with my feelings so it comes as a surprise to me. “I don’t like them touching you.”
“I’m yours,” she says, raising my hand. She kisses the back of it with her perfect pink lips and my cock is instantly hard, aching for her in the strongest possible way.
“I have these protective feelings for you that are starting to eat at me,” I say, breathing in the sweet smell of her hair. “But it’s for your own good.”
This world is full of hungry animals, animals like me, and I won’t let my sweet kitty get hurt by any of these roaming beasts. I’m the scariest predator out here and I have to make them all think twice before coming close to my kitty.
“I know,” she says, nuzzling into me as I wrap an arm around her. “I’ve never felt so protected and watched over as I do with you. I feel invincible with you looking out for me.”
She looks at me with her sweet blue eyes and I lean down, taking her lips with a hungry kiss. She moans as I plunge my tongue deep into her mouth, exploring every delicious inch of it before releasing her.
My dick is painfully hard when the door dings before opening. The top three floors of the building is my private residence. Our private residence.
Her mouth drops as she looks around in wonder. I only stare at her.
She moves from room to room, constantly asking me, “Is this ours too?”
I smile. She still hasn’t seen the best part. I’ve been thinking about her constantly since she came into my office earlier today. The second she left, I hired six personal shoppers to fill up her new closet with the finest dresses, shoes, jewelery and more accessories than she could wear in her life. I want to see her in all of it. I want to see her in none of it more.
She squeals in delight when she opens the double doors of the closet and sees what’s waiting for her inside. She runs around the huge closet, pulling out dresses and shoes and marveling at every item that I bought for her.
I didn’t need to know her answer before I bought all of this stuff. She would have come with me whether she said yes or no.
“I can’t believe this is all mine,” she says, staring at me in wonder.
And I can’t believe that you’re mine. How did I get so lucky?
“You’ll have everything you’ll ever want here.”
“Here?” she asks, tilting her head as she watches me. “Am I allowed to leave to visit my father or my friends at the restaurant?”
My chest tightens. It’s the question that I was worried about. I’d rather keep her locked up here where I know that she’ll be safe but more than anything, I want to make her happy. And keeping her locked up like a prisoner won’t make her happy.
“You’ll be permitted to leave,” I say. “Under my supervision. If I’m not free to go with you, you’ll be escorted by one of my workers. An armed female so that I can be assure of your protection. You may not like some of my decisions but please know that it’s always to keep you safe, Buttercup.”
She nods. “I understand. Thank you. For everything.”
“You’re mine now,” I say, stepping toward her. “There’s no leaving without my permission. Your place is by my side.”
“Right where I want to be,” she whispers.
She looks so young and innocent and I can’t stop myself from lunging forward. I pick her up and push her against the row of clothes as I crush my lips to hers and claim her mouth once again. She moans as she grinds her jean covered pussy onto my hard cock, kissing me back with as much passion as I’m kissing her.
I’ve never felt full lips as soft as these and I want this kiss to last forever.
When I finally pull away, her teeth are tugging on my bottom lip not wanting me to go.
“There’s more,” I say, carrying her across the closet to an old antique hutch that she hasn’t opened yet. I lower her to her feet and let her open the doors.
Her body tenses up as she sees rows and rows of lingerie of all shapes and colors. She turns to me with a scared shyness on her face that doesn’t match the eagerness of her kiss only a few moments ago.
“I’ve never-”
She looks away with scarlet cheeks.
I take her chin with my finger and thumb and guide her eyes back to mine. “Say it,” I demand.
She swallows hard before meeting my eyes. “I’m a virgin. That was my first kiss.”
Pride swells through me at being her first. She waited. She’s a good girl.
I look behind her and pull out a lacy yellow piece of lingerie and hand it to her. “You’ll wear this for me tonight.”
She nods.
“And then, I’ll take that cherry that you’ve been saving for me.”
She looks nervous but there’s nothing to be nervous about. I’m going to make sure that it’s the best night of her life.
“Chin up, Buttercup. Tonight I make it official. Tonight I make you mine.”
Chapter Five
Buttercup
“Mrs. Connolly,” I say to the reflection in the mirror. I love the sound of that.
Cormac has been like a dream come true for me. On any other night, I’d be working at the restaurant for no pay, probably getting yelled at by customers who weren’t going to tip me no matter what kind of service I gave them. Instead, I’m in my own personal closet that’s bigger than the one bedroom apartment that I woke up in this morning.
I take a silver evening gown off the rack and hold it against my body. It shines like the stars overhead. It’s beautiful. I just hope that my body can do it justice.
But more than anything, I hope that Cormac likes me in it.
There are so many stunning clothes around me. I pull out a white cocktail dress and look at the price tag. My jaw hits the floor when I see a five followed by three zeros. I’ve never seen five thousand dollars in my entire life and Cormac drops that on a dress that he isn’t even sure is going to fit me.
I look through more tags and my heart starts to speed up when I see the prices. A six thousand dollar leather coat. A two thousand dollar pair of shoes. A twelve thousand dollar purse.
It’s like he robbed the Kardashians or something.
He’s spoiled me rotten and I’m so thankful to him. For everything.
I’m still sad to leave my father but that life was smothering me. The cramped apartment with no space. No money for clothes, school supplies or even food. Having to work every hour of every day. It was all wearing me down.
But that life is over. My father’s debt is forgiven. He finally has some money to get some food, maybe even a girlfriend, and although I’ll miss him, I can still go and visit him whenever I want.
Cormac makes me feel wanted and needed. He’s a bit over the top when it comes to me but I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t like the attention. It turns me on when he gets so worked up whenever someone touches or looks at me. He wants me all to himself but he doesn’t have to worry. I’m all his.
I’ve never felt so taken care of before. I’ve never felt so secure.
I grew up in a rough neighborhood and was always watching my back. Now I don’t have to. Cormac is watching it for me.
I can finally just sit down, breathe and relax. It’s fucking amazing.
The handle slowly turns and Cormac walks in smelling like cigars and whiskey. He looks sexy as hell in his fitted suit and I can’t wait until he takes it off and I can explore his hard body underneath.
“Try this one,” he says, pulling down a long red dress from the rack. My body stills as he walks up behind me and holds the dress up to my body. “It matches your stunning hair.”
I look at him through the mirror as he holds the dress up with one hand and moves my hair to the side with the other. He leans down and kiss the bare skin of my neck and it sends shivers cascading down my back.
“Do you like my hair?” I ask, fishing for a compliment.
“I love your hair,” he says, taking a handful and smelling it. “It looks beautiful and it smells delicious. It was the first thing that caught my eye.”
I’ve always hated it. I always wished that I was blonde or brunette like the other girls. Until now.
It’s what brought Cormac to me and I’ll always be thankful for it from now on.
After another kiss on my neck, he reaches out and grabs the yellow lingerie that he picked out for me. “It’s time,” he says, placing it in my hands.
My heart starts to pound as excited butterflies flutter into my stomach. I’m nervous but it’s a good kind of nervous.
I saved myself for years for this moment and I’m going to enjoy every second of it.
“I’ll wait in the bedroom,” he says, kissing the top of my head. “But hurry up. I’m not a man who likes to wait long, especially when it comes to you.”
I swallow hard as his hand slides over my breast, making my nipples painfully hard. With one last hungry look he leaves the closet closing the door behind him.
I take the lacy lingerie that has more holes than a screen door and start to get nervous. I’ve never done any of this before and Cormac looks so confident and ready.
But that’s a good thing, I tell myself. He’s going to take care of me.
He won’t do anything to hurt me. I know that.
I smile at the yellow color. Just like a buttercup. Just like me.
I love the nickname that he’s given me. Buttercup. A secret name just between us.
I take a deep breath, slip out of my clothes and then put on the lingerie.
“I hope he likes it.” I smile when I meet my eyes in the mirror’s reflection. “Of course, he will. I’m his Buttercup.”
Chapter Six
Cormac
My fingers dig into the armrest of my chair as I wait for her. The tension is mounting within me with every long second that drags on without her in my arms.
My breathing grows heavier as I wish time would speed up and that fucking closet door would open.
I’m about to get up to hurry things along when the handle turns and the closet door slowly swings open.
My heart hurts as my Buttercup steps out wearing nothing but the yellow lingerie that I picked out for her.
She looks perfect.
Young, smooth, supple, innocent. Just fucking perfect.
Her hands are clasped in front of her as she looks down at the hardwood floors, taking quick nervous breaths. She doesn’t have to be nervous. She shouldn’t be shy. She’s the most beautiful thing that I’ve ever seen.
She’s an angel that was created just for me.
“Look at me.”
Her eyes meet mine just like I commanded. Her red hair is covering much of her face and I would order her to pull it back but it looks so fucking sexy.
My cock rages as I drag my eyes down her body, breathing heavy as I admire her small perky breasts that are hidden by the cruel yellow lingerie.
I have to fight my body to stay in the chair. All it wants to do is rush across the room to erase all distance between us, but I want to take this slow.
Bree is not a one night stand kind of girl and this isn’t just meaningless casual sex. This is her first time and I have to take it slow with her. We have to cherish every moment.
She has saved herself for me and I must show restraint and discipline to give her the night of her life. She needs to realize that I was worth the wait.
She needs to realize that nobody can take care of her the way I will.
“You look, stunning,” I say, the word getting caught in my throat. I can’t seem to focus with my eyes on her innocent body.
My eyes continue over her lacy stomach to her sweet young pussy that is already darkened, marking the lacy yellow lingerie with her wet arousal.
Her cunt is already dripping wet, soaking with the anticipation for what’s to come.
My hard dick jumps in my pants, begging me to release it. I want to listen to it. I want to whip it out and bury it deep within her until her tight warmth surrounds me and I plant my seed in her ripe virgin womb.
“Turn around. Slowly.”
She takes a deep breath and slowly spins around, giving me a delicious view of her firm young ass. A low groan escapes my throat and she smiles at the sound. She looks happy to be pleasing me and her body starts to loosen up a bit.
“Are you already wet for me, Buttercup?”
Her sweet lips are closed tight but she nods up and down, staring at me with nervous but hungry eyes. They widen as they drop to my lap and she sees the huge erection that I have waiting for her.
“Do you want to see my cock?”
She nods up and down as she stares at it.
“Come see it.”
I expect her to be hesitant and reserved but she hurries over and drops to her knees in front of me.
“It’s so big,” she says, gulping as she looks down at it, straining against my pants. She runs her palm down my shaft and the feeling is so intense that I throw my head back and groan, nearly cumming on the spot.
She smiles and reaches for my belt. It appears that my intense reaction has given her some confidence because she’s yanking off my belt in a frenzy to get what’s lurking underneath.
The delicious smell of her hair is starting to make me lightheaded and I take in a deep breath through my nose, enjoying her scent.
I moan softly as I watch her determined face as her little hands work, unzipping my pants and tugging them down my hips.
I lift my ass up to make it easier for her and she yanks them down my thighs, gasping as my hard cock pops free from boxer briefs.
“You’re so big,” she says, marveling at my cock. Her hand hovers over it like she’s afraid to touch it.
I’m afraid for her to touch it. If I’m this obsessed and possessive toward her now, I can’t imagine what I’ll be like after I have her lips on my cock or after I get a taste of the sweet nectar that’s pooling between her legs. She’ll have me completely undone.
She’ll own me as much as I own her.
My feelings for her are so strong. So unexpected.
The sooner I can plant my seed in her body the better. The sooner she is bound to me with a child the better.
But I’m not about to rush this. I want to feel her sweet pink lips press against my shaft. I want to feel her silky tongue coat every inch of my cock. I want it all.
I hold my breath and gasp as she drags her delicate fingertips up my shaft, making my nerve endings explode with pleasure.
“Grab it,” I order her as I take her soft red hair in my hands and tuck it behind her head.
A smile forms on her sweet lips as she grips my dick and gives it a squeeze. “You’re so hard,” she says, staring at it in marvel.
“You make me hard,” I say. My voice is coming out in deep growls. “My dick has been aching ever since you walked into my office this afternoon. All I could think about all day was having your tiny hands wrapped around me like this.”
She begins to stroke me up and down slowly, nearly killing me. I restrain myself from getting too into it. I don’t want to cum so soon, especially with that tight little pussy waiting for me all wet and untouched.
Pre-cum leaks out of my tip and her eyes wid
en as she looks at it. A look of pride crosses her face when she realizes that she’s pleasing me. If she knew how much she was really pleasing me right now, she would be thrilled.
She runs her thumb over it and spreads my stickiness over the head of my cock as she licks her lips. I can tell that she wants to do more but she’s unsure.
I keep forgetting that she’s young and inexperienced. She’s barely legal and it’s my job to guide her on what to do.
I gently cup her chin and run my thumb over her lips that are as soft as a cloud. “Open those sweet lips of yours. Good. Now wrap them around my cock.”
She lowers her head and my chest tightens as she takes me into her mouth. She moans as she licks the cum off my cock and the sound makes my body tingle.
My Buttercup pushes down further, taking me deep in her mouth and the feelings running through my body is pure heaven. The sight of her red hair bobbing up and down on my dick is enough to almost make me explode.
It takes everything I have to hold back from exploding into her throat. Her small fingers wrapped around the base of my dick are exactly where they were born to be. My hard shaft gliding in and out of her wet lips is exactly where it was born to be.
I could die happy right now, with my Buttercup on her knees in front of me with my big cock being spoiled by her greedy little mouth.
“Do you like having my big cock in your mouth, Buttercup?” I ask as I thread my fingers through her hair, pulling it back so I can see her sweet lips on me.
She lets out a long low moan, which tells me she loves having my big cock in her mouth.
“Good,” I say, gasping as she takes me all the way in until her hungry lips are wrapped around the base of my dick. “Because you’re going to have my big hard cock between those sweet lips every day.”
She moans harder as she picks up the pace, sucking me so hard that her cheeks hollow. I smile as I watch her adorable little freckles bobbing up and down as she coats my dick with her saliva.
“That’s not the only place where my dick is going to go on a daily basis,” I say reaching down between her legs. Her whole body shudders and shakes as I drag two fingers over the wet lingerie that’s covering her hot pussy.
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