Pay Up Buttercup

by Olivia T. Turner

  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.”

  5

  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.

  A knock at the closet door startles me.

  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.”

  6

  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 fi
rm 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 widen 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.

  “I’m going to fuck you every day from now on,” I say, teasing her as I rub her swollen cunt. Her legs start shaking and she’s forgotten about the cock in her hands as I make her nerve endings erupt with pleasure.

  “You like that?” I ask, flexing my arm as I peel the lace off of her dripping wet cunt.

  She doesn’t answer. She doesn’t nod.

  Her eyes are squeezed shut as she holds her breath, waiting for my fingers to penetrate her.

  Her whole body melts as I slide a finger inside her. She releases her breath with a moan as I push my finger in, stopping at her tight cherry. No way am I going to pop through it with my finger. She’s waited for my cock and she’s going to get my cock.

  “Fuck, you’re tight,” I growl as I imagine what this virgin pussy is going to feel like as it squeezes my shaft.

  Her eyes are starting to cloud over with lust as she looks up at me. “It’s tight because I waited for you,” she says as I drag my fingers through her wet folds. She gasps when my fingertips find her throbbing clit.

  “Good girl,” I say, looking into her hungry blue eyes. “That’s a good Buttercup. This is my pussy.”

  She nods her head up and down.

  “I’m the only one who gets to touch this. Ever.”

  She continues nodding, agreeing to every extreme demand that I give her.

  “I don’t want anyone to touch it but you.”

  “Good,” I answer. My lips are hovering over hers. Her warm breath tickles my mouth with every word that she speaks. “Because I’ll kill any man that does.”

  Her breath increases. “I know,” she moans onto my lips. “It’s so fucking hot.”

  I release her pussy and grab the back of her neck, holding her head in place as my lips come crashing down onto hers.

  I take her mouth, hard and rough, until she’s whimpering and giving me everything that I demand. I swallow every whimper that she gives me, stealing every part of her that I can to keep for myself.

  She’s breathing heavily when I release her, staring up at me with glazed over eyes and wet parted lips. Her red hair is a wild mess and she looks so sexy that I can barely handle it.

  Her hand drops between her legs but instead of covering her pussy back up, she begins to play with it as she stares up at me, waiting to be told what to do next.

  “Get up, Buttercup,” I say, stroking my cock as I watch her get up to her feet. My eyes fall to her slit and I let out a groan as I see her perfect pink lips, dripping with sticky syrup.

  “Get naked for me.”

  She swallows hard but does what I say, reaching back and slowly peeling the lingerie off of her smooth body.

  Her tits are even better than I imagined. Small but perfect. Beautiful mounds of f
lesh with tight little pink buds that are as hard as can be.

  I want to wrap my lips around them but I want to see her naked even more. My heart is pounding as she pulls the rest of her lingerie off and steps out of it, showing me everything.

  “Do you like what you see?” she asks. Her voice is small and timid but it shouldn’t be. With a body like that she should be filled with confidence.

  “You’re perfect,” I say, stroking my length faster and harder as I take her all in. I want to get a magnifying glass and put her under it. I want to see every inch of her, every cell in her body.

  “You’re the most beautiful thing that has ever existed,” I say as my eyes wander over her flat stomach down to her hard pelvis. “I’m sure of that.’

  “We know that you look good,” I say, leaning forward. The smell of her wetness has me grasping to stay sane. “Now let’s see how you taste.”

  Her body stiffens once again as I grab her soft ass cheeks with a firm grip and pull her to me. She lets out a little ‘oh’ as I bury my face between her legs, licking her slit with a long slow lap of my tongue.

  “Fuck,” she gasps, her supple body losing all of its tension as she melts on my mouth.

  She’s so wet for me. Her juices run down my chin as I devour her, sliding my tongue through her folds and around her wet opening. Her sticky wetness makes me crazy and I can barely hold myself together as I drink her up.

  Her pussy is burning hot on my lips. My dick is throbbing with need.

  She’s never leaving this place. I can’t risk losing her.

  I swirl my tongue around her opening before dragging it back to flick her clit. She digs her nails into my shoulders so I do it again. And again.

  Her moans come out harder and faster as her body bucks and shakes in my arms. I have an arm wrapped around her waist and I’m holding her up as I bury my tongue into her virgin cunt.

  “Oh, Cormac,” she moans as she cums on my mouth, coating my tongue and lips with her sweet juices.

  I’m in fucking heaven. I love this girl with every breath that I take. My heart beats for her and only her.