by Nicole Casey
I grabbed onto his boxers and yanked them down, then he removed them. I then scooted myself backward and pulled him with me, until I was lying down on the bar counter and he got on top of me. He hovered above me and looked over my body, making me overly sensitized to the way my body was craving him. He then looked at me and lowered himself down to kiss me. I felt his cock alongside my leg and I arched my back. I was anxious for him, even desperate for him. While we kissed, he wrapped his hands behind me and undid the clasp of my bra, then I wiggled out of it.
My pussy was wet. Never before had it begged for my attention as it did in that moment. I grabbed onto my panties and pulled them down, then kicked out of them, so my juices would be free to flow. His lips left mine and he started kissing my neck and that was when the daunting realization hit me.
This was new territory for me. I never had sex before and didn’t even know what I was doing. Yet, I was in many ways just longing for the connection. I had to be honest with him and myself. I arched my back, moaning as his lips touched and massaged my neck, then dipped down to my shoulder.
“I’ve never done this before,” I whispered.
He softly nibbled on my shoulder, before pulling back and looking me in the eyes.
“You mean...” His words trailed off and I nodded.
“I’ll be gentle,” he calmly replied.
I nodded eagerly, because there was no way I wanted him to stop.
He brought his lips back down to mine and tenderly kissed me as the moistness of my crotch remained. I moaned against his mouth, as I wrapped my arms around his neck and then my leg around his waist.
He kissed me deeply and with more passion than before, perhaps because he now knew how much this meant if I was willing to give up my virginity for him. He pushed his tongue deep into my mouth, while he ran his hands all over my body. He deepened the kiss, kissing me hard and hungrily.
When he pulled his lips from mine, I felt vacated, breathlessly gasping for my last air, but he then trailed kisses down my body, which only ignited the internal flames inside of me. He reached my feminine pouch and breathed softly against my wet curls. I shivered, then stared up at the ceiling, anticipating his entrance. He reached out and touched the skin of my pussy, causing me buck my hips up and meet his fingers.
I tried to remember about all those erotica books I read and mimic the way the women would react, but my brain was mush. I spread my legs wider and just waited. He touched my clit with his fingers and I sighed. “Oh God yes,” I moaned.
His fingertip touched my clit and he slowly and methodically rubbed my hard nub. I groaned, feeling my lower lip quivering. He slightly pinched my clit between two fingers, nearly sending me off of the counter. His lips dipped down and he started kissing the curvature of my breasts, while he dipped a finger further into my pussy, slowly moving around my opening.
“Damn you’re tight,” he moaned. As if it was news to anyone.
I focused on the way his fingers moved around my insides, until another finger joined it. My groans grew louder, as he started sucking on my breasts, working his mouth on my breasts, the way his fingers worked in my vaginal opening. I whimpered when he plunged his two fingers deeper into me, bringing my hands up and digging my nails into his skin.
A third finger joined in and my opening started to get wider. I could feel my stomach tightening and the walls of my pussy clamped down on his fingers, holding him inside, while I pumped harder and harder against his thrusts.
“Oh God…oh God…ugh…oh God…” I moaned, thrashing my hips harder and harder against him, so that he was forced to clench my waist to keep me in place. His tongue relentlessly licked my nipples, flicking them between his teeth, before he moved down and kissed my stomach, which intensified the orgasm that was moments from washing over me.
My raspy breathing sent me grinding and moaning as I let out a scream and then my juices gushed out of me. He slipped his fingers out of my opening and quickly replaced them with his tongue. As I let moan after moan out, he sucked my pussy dry, enthusiastically scraping his tongue around my inner walls, graciously removing the cum that was dripping out of me. I crashed down on the counter and got my mouth hanging open, gasping for air as he slithered out of my opening, then ran his hands up my body, ever-so-lightly caressing my skin.
His lips landed on mine and I could feel that his erection had grown in size. I would give it time, but I was eager to have it inside of me, fucking my virginity away and giving my body all the attention I needed.
His cock was poised at my entrance and as his tongue plunged between my lips for a deep kiss, he slowly pulled back and looked deep into my eyes.
“You are so beautiful,” he lovingly said.
I sighed, relishing in his romantic words. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him partially inside of me. His eyes lit up as he moved down and softly nibbled on my chin and then my lips. He pulled back out of me, making it not an easy task to keep him in there.
“Trevor…” I gasped. “I need you inside of me,” I begged. “Please!”
I saw the cute little smirk on his lips as his cock slowly moved back in, this time diving in deeper than before. His tongue thrashed back against mine as he pulled back again. I cringed, grabbing onto him and silently begging him to stop torturing me like that.
“Dammit,” I whimpered. “Just fuck me already,” I moaned between his tongue moving in and out of my mouth.
For the first time I didn’t anticipate things being so easy for me to voice my opinion, but Trevor seemed to make it effortless. “Say it again, Baby,” he growled as he flicked his tongue harder against mine.
“Ugh!” I gasped, releasing another groan. I arched my back, parting from his lips. I felt his dick at my opening and I wanted to have him inside me with so much emotional fire that I couldn’t take it. My pussy was throbbing. His cock was expanding and if he didn’t enter me now, then he would surely explode. I clenched my teeth, feeling exhausted as my body was trembling beneath him.
“Fuck me! Please!” I cried, letting all my anxiety take over.
He smiled back at me and then with enough force that should have knocked me out, he plowed into me. I grabbed onto him, yelping as he repeatedly dove further and further into me. His hands were lovingly embracing me, while he was torturing me with the way his manhood moved in and out of me. I felt a sharp, piercing pain, but it also felt amazing and I didn’t want him to stop.
“Harder!” I cried. “Please, harder!”
I bucked my hips up against his and we crashed together, abusing each other’s hips.
“Yes!” I screamed, clinging to him with everything I had. I could feel him shaking on top of me, as his cock expanded inside of me and his thrusts became weaker.
He laid on me, kissing my chest and then my collarbone, while he slowly and effortlessly continued to move on top of me, until his rod wouldn’t hold back and with one swift swoop, he came inside me, releasing a grunt. We rocked our bodies together, keeping the momentum going as we came down from the emotional roller coaster we were on and then we were wrapped in one another’s arms.
He went back to kissing me, until his erection had subsided and he pulled out. I smiled as we positioned our bodies, so that we were able to snuggle together and just take a nap for a little while. With his arms around me, holding me like I was everything, I felt my heart opening up to him.
“I love you so much,” I whispered, closing my eyes and falling asleep.
I opened my eyes and was staring up at the tall ceilings. At first, I didn’t recognize them and wanted to try to remember where I was, but then it quickly came back to me. Trevor’s arms were still wrapped around me and I glanced down at him and sure enough, he was still sound asleep.
The night was amazing and it ended on even a higher note as I recalled every intimate detail of my first time with the one I loved. I closed my eyes tightly and thought about how I even said that I loved him and yet…there was no response in return.
I sa
t up carefully, and looked down at his naked form. Glancing around the club, I saw the darkness still outside. I needed to get out of there, because I was embarrassed that I allowed myself to get caught up in the fairytale, when I still didn’t know if I was anything more than a piece of ass.
I crawled off of the bar counter and quickly got dressed. After checking my phone, I found that it was just after five o’clock. I slipped my phone into my purse and hurriedly walked away, only glancing at him once to make sure he was still sound asleep. After I was sure that he was, I snuck out to the back room and made my getaway, wanting to make sure my dignity was still intact. It was probably a mistake and the last thing I needed was for him to wake up and prove to me it was. That would be too humiliating for words.
14
Trevor
A smile was on my lips as I opened my eyes and remembered how the night ended. It was amazing to be with Jasmine and I couldn’t wait to wake up and tell her how much I needed her. How much I wanted her.
Yet, she was gone.
I sat up and looked around.
“Jasmine?” I called out, wondering if she stepped in the back to make breakfast or something. She never came around. I got off the bar counter and started picking up my clothes, dressing as I went. Her clothes were gone. It was obvious she had left in a hurry.
The perfect night was suddenly not so perfect, because my hope was to tell her how much she meant to me and hope that we could evolve from that one night. Feeling disheartened, I finished getting dressed, then left through the back door and made sure it was locked.
I pulled out my keys and jumped in my car. On the ride home, I kept thinking about her and how I didn’t understand why she would leave in such a hurry. Did I do something wrong? I wondered. I questioned if I pushed her into something she didn’t even want to do. Maybe I should have double-checked to make sure this was really what she wanted. I would have never forced her into having sex or doing anything she wasn’t comfortable with.
I heaved a sigh and kept driving, but the further I got to my house, the more I wondered if there was an underlying reason she tore out of there. I started playing the night in my mind again, even up to the minute we closed our eyes. I love you so much! The words popped into my head, as if she was saying them again.
“That has to be it!” I said aloud, certain that I had put the keys of the puzzle together.
I didn’t say it back and it wasn’t because I didn’t feel them; it was because I had drifted off to sleep, almost not even recognizing them, until the light of day that was. When the coast was clear, I made a U-turn and started driving the other way. I was glad I had put her address in my GPS, just in case the need arose.
I hit a button on my GPS system. “Take me to Jasmine’s house,” I said.
Finding Jasmine’s house, the GPS said, bringing it to life. It then started rattling off her directions. I sped through the back roads, taking the extra fifteen minutes I had already lost by driving to my place first. I finally pulled down the road where she lived and it informed me the destination was on my right. I found the correct address and sure enough, her jeep was in the driveway.
I got out of the car and barely took the time to shut it off, before hurrying up her front steps. I reached her front porch then pounded on her door. She didn’t answer, so I rang her doorbell. I was there for a good five to seven minutes, before she finally opened her door.
“Trevor? What are you doing here?” she asked.
“May I come in?” I asked.
She hesitated, but finally pulled the door open wider so I could enter. She looked at me, seemingly not happy and I was certain I was right.
“Why’d you leave so suddenly?” I asked.
She shrugged. “Why not? You got what you wanted and I figured it was time for me to go.”
I tilted my head. “You’re saying you didn’t want it?” I asked.
She looked away from me and so I asked her the question again. She then looked up. “That’s not exactly what I’m saying,” she softly replied.
I then knew that I was right.
“You told me something right before we fell asleep. Did you leave because of my response?” I asked.
She sighed. “What response?” she sarcastically asked.
“Jasmine, I know you’re upset and I can’t even blame you. I should have told you exactly what I wanted to tell you. I wanted to be with you last night for so long, but it really happened at the perfect time.”
“It did?” she asked. “Why do you say that?”
Her eyes softened as I ran a finger under her chin and lifted her gaze up to mine.
“It happened after I had already fallen in love with you. You aren’t alone here. I love you, too.”
She nearly melted against me.
“You do?” she asked.
I smiled and nodded, then leaned closer to her. Right before I touched her lips with mine, I whispered, “You have no idea how much!”
We then kissed and I wrapped my arms around her and held her closer to me. I would spend the rest of my life proving those words to her, no matter how long it took.
Epilogue
Jasmine
Six Months Later
The next several months, I couldn’t have been happier. Both Trevor and my life was shaping up quite nicely. After Trevor went to Roger and told him how impressed he was with my work, Roger was quick to give me a promotion. I would now have as many clients as the next person within the company, but I had to admit that not all clients were as amazing as Trevor was.
Mercury Wild’s business couldn’t be much better than it was, with business increasing every week after we had the event. Trevor was able to pay all the bills and have a nice sum of money left in a savings, in case something like that ever happened again. His employees were also very happy, because they all got a nice raise. Plus, Trevor did hire a bookkeeper to keep track of his financing. To date, he was happy with that decision
Our relationship, could also not have gone any better. Every day Trevor and I spent together, we grew more and more in love. Plus, we started learning everything about each other, which made me more intrigued by the man in my life.
I was happy when he took some time off work and we were able to go out and do some adventurous things. Hopefully one day, we’ll backpack around Europe. The possibilities are endless.
One day after leaving work, I received a note to come to the club. It was like my home away from home, so I really didn’t think much of it, but as I got inside the club this time, it was different.
Soft music was playing and the only one in the bar was Trevor. He walked towards me and we met each other in the middle. “What’s going on?” I asked, smiling as he wrapped his arms around me. We kissed and I could still feel my heart pounding as loudly as it did when we first got together. The love I held for Trevor Wild was by far the most any one person could love.
“You know how much I love you, right?” he asked, parting from the kiss.
I tilted my head and nodded. “As much as I love you.”
He beamed. “You are right. Our love is and always will be amazing. So, when I think about you and me…I think about our life together and how I can’t stand the thought of ever losing you.”
“You never will!” I whispered.
He swallowed. His Adam’s apple bobbed a few times, before he looked deep into my eyes. “You are an amazing woman Jasmine Washington.”
I opened my mouth to spew out how amazing he was, when I saw him pull a box out of his breast pocket of his jacket. My eyes widened as I stared at him and he got down on one knee. “Oh my goodness,” I breathlessly replied.
“Jasmine, will you do me the honors of being my wife?”
I covered my mouth, staring at the gorgeous diamond he revealed in the box. Tears sprung to my eyes and I could barely breathe, but every bit of my heart leaped out the answer. I nodded. “Yes, I’ll marry you!” I started to shake as he put the ring on my finger, then stood up and picked m
e up in his arms. We kissed and then I heard applause as the staff came out from behind their hiding places and cheered us on.
I would soon be Jasmine Wild and our lives would only be filled with more bliss than ever before. I couldn’t wait for that to begin.
- End -
The Billionaire’s Bid
Mercury Billionaires Book 2
Book Description
My name is Preston Maxwell and I've had every girl a man could wish for and then some.
Well, every girl but her: Lyla Bishop.
I met Lyla in the hospital when I hurt my wrist and she happened to be the nurse to help check me out.
Gorgeous and hot, she makes my dreams wander into the dirtiest recesses of my mind. The fact that she's a virgin just makes me want her so much more.
There's just one problem. Lyla Bishop is a cold, uptight bitch who doesn't fall for the one-liners and suave tactics of guys like me.
I thought it was hopeless. I thought she would forever remain as nothing more but a kinky fantasy in the back of my mind... and then I saw her at the auction, showcasing her smoking hot body for the highest bidder. She's got her own problems at home, financial ones, and that just opens more opportunities to make her mine.
Maybe fate was toying with me, but I had to take this chance to have her, right?
1
Lyla
“Hey Lyla, can you get these papers to the patient in Room 316?”
I looked up from the chart and I saw my boss, Robert, handing me sheets of paper. I grabbed them and took a glimpse. They were processing papers for checking out of the hospital. “Sure,” I told him as I put my chart down and quickly fixed up my uniform before heading out of the nurse station.
