Punishing Their Virgin

by J. L. Beck

  Micah is chuckling and he actually rushes around excitedly to the driver’s side and hops in.

  “It’s so beautiful!” I gush.

  He is beaming and starts it up.

  I jolt at the purring sound of the engine. “It- it’s…” I heave out a breath and carefully reach out to the dash and caress it.

  Micah is staring. “I never met a girl who…” His voice fades away.

  I look over. “I actually get to ride in this?”

  He a laughs and nods. “Anytime you wish.”

  I am like floored. An actual Shelby!

  He drives out onto the street.

  “Why would they tease you about a car that might just be the best car ever built?” I ask.

  He is shaking his head. “Have you met those two?”

  I stare at him and laugh.

  “So,” he says. “I have to tell you that we are going…That I am taking you…”

  I cannot help it, I laugh. “Yes, you are Micah. Taking me, I mean.”

  He looks over a little flustered and chuckles.

  I am now excited about this taking. I’m actually aflame over it. I think I’m like naturally high over it. Who wouldn’t be. Just look at the man! He is everything a girl could even make up in her dreams. I try to calm down. I’m trying really hard.

  He drives up to the hills.

  Now I am staring around and not at the magnificent car. It hits me all the sudden. There are only…

  He turns onto a long driveway and a house comes into view.

  …mansions. There are only mansions up here.

  “Umm, see. I kept thinking about this,” he continues. “Like… I cannot take you to a hotel, even a five star. No, not for this. I live here. B-but not because I really want…to.” He is stumbling over his words.

  I look from the huge house to him. “What?”

  He shakes his head and pulls into the circular driveway. Parks and turns in his seat to take my hand. “When our dad said we needed to work at Maxwell, he also wanted us to…be a team. Me and my brothers. So, we all moved back in here.”

  I nod, following but not. “And you don’t want to live…” I glance up at the huge steps. “In this?”

  He nods.

  “And why?”

  He sighs. “Well, by now. You have figured out that we are…”

  “…Filthy rich?” I arch a brow.

  He looks troubled as he nods.

  “I-I kinda knew this, but…” I look back up at the house.

  “Yeah… So, this is my home. Our home. You know. The Maxwell House?”

  I stop staring and look over at him. I laugh.

  He nods and chuckles. “Yeah that’s Trevor’s name for it.”

  “Of course it is.” I am still laughing.

  Micah sits up straight. “Well, we can’t sit in the car all night.”

  I shrug. “We sooo can!” I wink at him.

  He laughs and shakes his head. “You’d rather spend the date in this car over a mansion?”

  I nod. “It is tempting.”

  He stares at me. “I cannot believe how lucky I am.”

  I nod and look up at the house. “Yes, to have all this, you—”

  “No! Not the house, the cars. YOU! Lucky to…have you.”

  I flush. Have. Yes, I want him to have me. Yes, I do!

  He gets out and runs around to my door, opens it and takes my arm.

  Walking up the steps, I see gardens, fountains, flowers, miles of clean cut grass filled yards.

  “Now just take it easy, ok?” he urges. “I mean I knew it might be…” He looks nervous. “…a little overwhelming.”

  I nod as he opens the door.

  I step through and gasp.

  It is all marble, the chandelier bit and everything. Fine furnishings, red carpeted stairs, paintings, the whole scenario of a wealthy mansion.

  He steers me ahead and all the way to the back into a room that is full of flowers.

  I am stunned. I mean I don’t want to appear like I’m a tourist or some…I gawk around at it all. Okay, I’m like some hick. I’m like star struck or house struck. Like just struck dumb. I have never even been in such a place before. I am out of my depth here.

  He steers me to a table for two. Candles, a fireplace. A huge sofa that looks like if you sat in it, someone would have to get a tow truck to remove you from it, cause you might just want to live there…forever.

  He chuckles.

  I look over at him.

  He shrugs. “The guys did all this.”

  I’m confused. “D-did what?”

  He shrugs. “Trevor and Jake. They set this whole room up. I told them to let me set things up, but those two are like bulldozers if they agree on something.”

  I shake my head and am touched by this. “How sweet.”

  He nods. “And sweet is so NOT the word most would ever think to call those two asshats. But they wanted it to be perfect.”

  I swallow heavily. Sweet, like I said.

  He moves me to the table and pulls out a chair.

  I sit and it dawns on me. “A-are they here?”

  He shakes his head. “They promised to be elsewhere for the evening.”

  I get a little twinge. “E-elsewhere?” Am I jealous? I mean elsewhere like in out with someone or two someones? I cannot let Micah see this though, what would he think?

  He shakes his head. “Just a sports bar. Guys, football, you know.”

  I release a breath and kick myself. You are here to sleep with Micah and then have the gall to get jealous over where or who his brothers… I sit up straight. Stupid girl.

  Micah moves to the side table.

  I never noticed it when I came in. He raises up the bottle.

  Pink champagne.

  I giggle.

  He pops it open and the cap hits the fireplace with a loud pop.

  I laugh.

  He grins. “Fireworks. I will never look at Pink champagne the same way again after…” he stops and gives me a wink.

  I’m chuckling. “Yes, and I promise not to go wild.”

  He tilts his head at me. “Oh, please don’t promise that.”

  I flush. I mean I flush all over. He is flirting with me like mad. I mean yes, he has before, but it was always subtle. This Micah is making my panties wet.

  He pours me a glass and waits.

  I look up at him. Oh, he’s waiting for me to taste it. Yes, dumbass get with it. I lift the glass and as usual, the bubbles tickle my nose as I take a sip. Oh. wow! I swallow another gulp. I look up at him. “It’s wonderful!”

  He nods. “I knew you would like this kind.”

  He pours himself some.

  “You don’t have to drink what I do, Micah. I mean you must have—”

  “No, I find I am getting a taste for…” His voice fades away. “You. Fuck the champagne. I want to taste you.”

  I feel all fluttery. “Well, I am here for you. You can taste me, do anything…” Oh shit, open mouth, then be a bimbo.

  He laughs. “Well, I did want to wine and dine you first at the very least. I’m not a complete dick.”

  I look up and laugh. “No, but you have the nicest…Oh shit.” I peer down at the empty glass. “How much alcohol was in that glass?”

  He is laughing loudly.

  I gaze up at him. Dammit, he is beautiful. I stand up.

  His laughter slows and he’s staring.

  “Micah, you don’t have to wine me and dine me, okay?”

  He shakes his head. “Jenna, you aren’t just some girl that I want to fuck.”

  I stare at him. “But y-you do want to…fuck me, right?”

  His gaze pins me. Those green eyes deepen in color. “So very badly.”

  I know the feeling and I don’t need props, and impressing. I reach up and slip the straps off my dress.

  He stares, as he stills.

  Okay, Jenna you started it, now get some courage and be sexy. I slip the other strap off and push my dress down. It shim
mies to the floor in a pile of now unwanted silk.

  He stares at my face.

  I swallow heavily and slip my bra off, dropping it too.

  His gaze moves from my face to my body.

  Oh, god. I’m shaking. I’m literally trembling like I’m about to…

  Setting his glass down, he steps forward.

  I am breathing rapidly. I mean I just dropped my clothes in front of a man. Stripped.

  He gazes down. “You aren’t wearing panties.” His voice has gone deep.

  I swallow again, before I speak, as I’m afraid my voice will squeak. “I know.” I bite my lip.

  With his fingers, he tucks my lip from my teeth. Finally, he reaches out and traces a finger from my face down to my collarbone.

  His touch is so light but that doesn’t matter, I still feel like he just branded me.

  He steps in close.

  “I want you to do whatever you wish. However you wish, To me. I mean I want—”

  He crushes his lips to mine and grabs me up, pulling me to his hard chest.

  His kiss is like fire, not hesitant, he plunges his tongue in and kisses me deeply.

  I kiss him back with all that I feel for him. I am so wet already just from him kissing me. His hand wanders down and he eases his fingers over my mound.

  I gasp in his mouth. I am aching and he’s barely touched me.

  He breaks the kiss and steps back.

  I am breathless and I lick my lips.

  “I just want to look at you some more.” He smiles at me. “Do you know how beautiful you are?”

  I swallow again and shake my head.

  He moves closer and puts his hands out smoothing them over my nipples.

  I tremble and my pussy gushes a little more.

  “You are.”

  I shrug and look away.

  He grabs my chin and directs my gaze to him. “Yes, you are and you don’t even know it.” He takes my hand and places it over his crotch.

  I feel how hard he is.

  “All the time around you, hard all the time.” He scoops me up and carries me through the room.

  This is it! Oh, wow. I don’t even care where he’s taking me. I want him so much.

  He enters a bedroom.

  It is not like the other rooms. Yes, it’s large but so understated.

  My eyes widen. His paintings are here and pictures of cars. This is his room.

  I see the bed and then I’m lying on it. I look up and he’s unbuttoning his shirt. I sit up.

  He pauses. “What?”

  I smile. “I wanna look too.”

  He grins and takes his shirt off.

  I suddenly feel the man is moving too slow. I scoot forward, grab his pants and unzip them tugging them down in a rush.

  He grips my hands. “Jenna!”

  I halt and look up.

  “This is not going to be like all in a hurry. I want this to be special. You deserve only that.”

  I am floored. Yes, I knew this man was sensitive and gentle but…

  He caresses my skin, like he cannot resist touching me. “I want to be all over you, touch every spot, be in you everywhere,”

  I flush again and I am embarrassingly wet, my thighs are swiped with my own juices.

  He toes off his shoes, lowers his pants and tugs his briefs off.

  I see his hard cock and I am so turned on. I lick my lips and stare.

  “Now, don’t be afraid okay?” he says.

  I look up from that yummy cock and say, “Scared? I am hurting from the want of having you inside me. I’m not scared. I need you.”

  He stares at me as if this was the last thing he thought he would hear from me. He chuckles. “How can you continually surprise me?”

  I shrug. “I don’t know. All I know is, I want you to fuck me Micah.”

  His eyes go dark. “How can you just act like—?”

  I move forward and press my body against his. I can see this is going to take some wild moves, some pushing or the man is going to be hung up on me being a virgin. “Micah…I am ready.” I place my mouth on his chest and kiss his delicious skin. Yes, it is so silky smooth Like I guessed before. I lick him and kiss him all the way down his belly. I stop to kiss the tip of his cock. I want to suck on him so badly. Who knew? I suppose I did. I love to taste cock. Look how I ravaged his dom of a brother.

  Micah lifts me up and lays me back. “I need to make sure you are really ready.”

  CHAPTER NINETEEN

  Micah

  The woman is so surprising. She doesn’t act scared or any of what you would expect. And dammit, she’s so hot… I’ve wanted this for days and days. I ease my fingers to her clit…wet.

  A natural, my brother claims. Yes, naturally sexy. Sensual. I want to take it slow, but it appears, she isn’t having any of that. The girl is going to test my will.

  I am barely restraining myself as it is. So, I slow it down again. I lick and pinch her nipples. I ease a finger into her and stroke her slowly.

  She’s already panting. I did plan this night. Of course, I have. It’s all I’ve thought about since she announced that she chose me. I plan to enter her when she climaxes. It will take skill, but it must happen that way. I don’t want her to be in any pain, just sweet pleasure.

  However, the way she is responding to me, she may get there quicker than I planned.

  I suck on her nipple and ease a second finger inside her.

  She’s panting hard and I pump her with two fingers. I lean down and smother her mouth with mine.

  She kisses me desperately.

  I ease in another finger. I need to be sure her pussy is ready. I try to focus on pleasuring her and my cock is throbbing hard.

  She now reaches down and grabs my already sensitive dick.

  I almost jump at the feeling, god it’s like fire.

  “Micah…” she begs. “Please?”

  I feel empowered and afraid all at the same time. Fuck. I spread her thighs and gaze down at her.

  Her hair is wild lying around her on my sheets and her chest is heaving. Her sweet looking nipples are hard and so delicious and those eyes, the color has gone somewhere between blue and green. I could look at her for hours on end.

  She then does another surprising move. Such a wicked thing. Spreading those creamy thighs wide, she actually reaches down and opens her pussy lips. “Please Micah, I want your cock right here. I’m ready.”

  I think precum just spurted from my cock. A temptress virgin. No one ever prepared me for this. I shake my head. No, she isn’t ready I feel but she will be. I lower back down and ease my fingers in again, she is soaking wet now. I stretch her channel with my fingers and use my other hand to play with her clit.

  “O-oh!” Her body rises up.

  She’s on the cusp and I pump her a couple more times with my fingers.

  Her eyes are dazed with lust and I ease between her legs lining up, I push just the tip of my dick in. I intend to do this gradually. No thrusting in like an asshole would.

  Again, she takes me by surprise, she reaches up, grabs my asscheeks and pulls me forward. My dick goes deep in one fucking thrust and I can feel her sheath breaking. I am now seated inside her.

  Jenna cries out as she orgasms, “Micah!” Her voice is strained.

  I hold still, but her sweet tight pussy is squeezing the hell out of me. Such a magnificent feeling. I’ve never felt such sweet velvet like this.

  “No, no! Fuck me, please?” she begs.

  I lunge forward and do, as she wants. I plunge in deep and stay there.

  Breathing heavily and kissing my neck, she whispers, “So hot, just like I knew you would b-be.”

  I hear her, but I’m dying here as her sweet, wet, warm pussy is squeezing the fuck out of me. I pull back and stroke into her slow but steady, then deep.

  “Oh-ohhh.”

  She’s gasping and crying.

  Did I hurt her? I hold still again.

  Jenna grabs my face and puts her lips to mine. �
�It’s marvelous. I never even felt it Micah. I was coming too hard. Now, fuck me like you mean it.”

  I stare down at this incredible woman who just tells me what she wants and then…I give her what she wants, I pump into her deep and hard.

  She is nearly hyperventilating. “Ahhh,” she helplessly cries out.

  So fucking hot! I am now a wild man as I suck on her nipples as I fuck her deep and hard, she is so wet I slide in and out with ease. I know I’m going to come but I want to make it last as I slow down again.

  Her body arches and she comes yet again.

  Her pussy squeezes me tightly, and that does it, I come instantly. I grab her face and kiss her while sucking on her tongue.

  We are coming together and it feels like I just shot off the earth while shooting my cum into Jenna. I have never experienced such a thing with a woman before. Not like this.

  She hugs her thighs around me as I ease up on the punishing kiss.

  “Oh, ohhh,” she lets out in a whimpering tone. “Oh, my god!”

  I laugh. But suddenly I feel worried. “Did I hurt you?”

  “Micah, you hurt me so good, I may not walk for a week.” She laughs.

  I stare at her. She’s mine now. I already know I love her and I intend to make her fall in love with me too.

  A pounding booms on the door and I look over. What the fuck?

  The door opens and there they are…my big brothers.

  Trevor looks stricken. “We heard her scream!”

  Jake also looks worried.

  I lower my head. The asswipes were here?

  They just step into the room as if they don’t know or see that I am joined with Jenna.

  She raises her head up and her mouth forms an O.

  “Dammit, you two!” I seethe.

  Trevor ignores me. Yeah, big surprise. “Is she hurt? You said you wouldn’t…” He stares at her.

  Jake steps in. Just as bold as you please, again a shocker, right? “Is she? You better not have…”

  They both are staring at Jenna.

  I look down at her.

  Her eyes are closed.

  I gasp and raise up. “No, guys I mean she was just now—”

  They rush forward and push me off of her.

  I land on the floor with a hard thump to my bare ass. Fuck! Who the hell do they think they are?