Chapter13
I've never believed in any sort of god, but it was only by the act of some sort of deity that I didn't fuck Daisy on the way home. Watching her come apart while in my arms was a goddamned holy experience, and I was officially a convert to the religion of Daisy.
And now it was time to make her the first virgin sacrifice. The metaphor got mixed up at some point, but it was my dick that was doing most of the thinking and my dick was damn well distracted by her ass as she climbed off my lap and out of the car.
I knew I was running this too fast and pushing her limits, but I wasn't able to hold myself back when it came to her. I needed Daisy, and the animal part of me wanted to lay my claim to her as soon as possible.
Seeing my brother looking my angel over like a piece of meat only accelerated that urge. I'd never felt competitive with him when it came to women, but when it came to Daisy, I would be competitive with a fucking lampshade.
By the time I exited the vehicle, she was staring up at my mansion with a look of awe on her face. She might never have stepped foot in a house as nice as this before.
Didn't care. The only place I cared about her stepping foot in was my bedroom.
I should give her a tour. Convince her that she'd rather live here than her shithole of an apartment that I happened to own.
But I had tunnel vision. All that existed was her hand in mine and the steps I needed to take. Through the front door. Past the marble entryway. Up the doublewide staircase. Towards the west wing. Then towards my suite of rooms.
It couldn't breathe until I pulled her into my bedroom, kicked the door shut behind us and then slammed her back against the wood, caging her in with a hands on either side of her head. "Do you have any idea what you do to me?"
Her eyes were the size of saucers. Those beautiful breasts heaved as she tried to catch her breath from how fast I'd dragged her through the house.
She looked delectable.
"I'm going to eat you alive." Leaning in, I took her lips in a harsh kiss, pushing my tongue in her mouth. I left no doubt what my intentions were before pulling away. "I'm going to devour you." I kissed along her jaw, licking and biting my way down her throat and between her breasts. "And nothing is going to stop me."
Grabbing the front of her dress, I gave one fierce yank and ripped it halfway down the center, allowing her breasts to pop free, bearing the dusky rose, pebbled tips to my gaze. "Perfection," I breathed before I leaned in to take the first in my mouth, pinching the other with enough force to get her to squeal and arch away from the door.
Then I moved my attention over to that nipple, laving and soothing with my tongue.
After all the hours following her, obsessing over those videos of Daisy in her apartment and rubbing my cock raw while staring at a select few screenshots of her, I finally had the real thing in front of me. I wasn't letting a second of this go to waste.
She squirmed and moaned, and I took note of every single reaction, memorizing what got her off.
I held myself back from reaching between her legs. As much as I wanted the nirvana of her sweet cunt wrapped around me again, the moment I got there, I was going to be lost. I wanted to worship her like she deserved.
I pushed her breasts together so tightly that I could almost take both pert nipples in my mouth. She arched so deeply off the wall that her feet left the ground. It was my grip on her tits holding her up.
Fuck, I couldn't hold back anymore. I needed a taste.
With a fierce tug, I ripped through the rest of her dress, leaving it hanging from her shoulders.
"You're a goddess," I told her, running a hand between her breasts, down her stomach over her mound to rest on a thigh. And this goddess was all mine.
She stared down at me, her doe eyes a mixture of fear and lust. I didn't know which one turned me on more.
I wanted it all. I wanted her desire. I wanted that fear. I wanted to make her feel everything and more, and then I wanted to make her feel it again.
And that was all going to start by tasting her cunt. I pulled down her panties, letting them fall to the ground, leaving nothing between me and her dripping pussy. One hand pushed against her stomach, bracing her against the door while the other lifted a leg, bracing it over my shoulder and then I wasted no time.
She was already so sensitive from my attentions in the car and on her breasts that when my tongue touched her clit, her head fell back and she screamed.
"Oh, God. Please..."
Hopefully she was begging for more because I wasn't fucking stopping.
She tasted divine, so I ate her up like I'd been starving. My tongue went to town on her clit before I started to outright fuck her with it and then my fingers took over.
She came on my face at least three times before I couldn't hold back anymore.
It was time.
I shot up like a lightning bolt and pulled her against me. My cock was hard as a rock and demanded release from my pants, but I knew the second I freed it, I'd be inside her, so I needed all the layers between us.
Tilting my head, I kissed her deeply. It was messy and sloppy. I let her taste herself, showing her exactly how delicious I found her.
Fighting the urge to shove my cock into her here and now and take her against the door, I pulled her in tight and carried her to the bed.
I had to remember that this was her first time. I'd already bulldozed her into this. I would at least take her virginity in a bed. It would be the only civilized aspect of this night for her.
Once Daisy was on my bed, I took a few precious seconds to see her bright presence engulfed in the dark green bedspread. Her creamy skin was radiant and called to me. Her nipples were bright red. The skin of her breasts and neck chaffed from my beard. Her lips were swollen from kisses.
And that plump, wet pussy called to me from between her spread legs.
"I want you, Alek. I want you to be my first." She met my eyes and held my gaze.
"Your only," I promised. I started to remove my clothes and she didn't stare at me like an innocent virgin. She looked me up and down like a woman who knew exactly what she wanted as my shirt hit the ground, followed by my slacks and then boxer briefs.
As I undressed, the vixen pushed up, letting the rags of her dress fall off her shoulders so we were both naked and panting.
Putting one knee on the bed and then the other, I crawled up her body, my cock dragging up her leg, leaving a trail of precum along the way. "Are you afraid of me, Angel?" I asked as I reached her center, my thick cockhead running along her folds, barely touching her clit before going back down to settle at her entrance.
She gasped and writhed beneath me, pushing the tip inside a few millimeters, forcing a groan out of me. I was leaning on my forearms and clenching my hands into fists to stop myself from punching forward.
She reached up, one hand gripping my shoulder tight enough for her nails to painfully dig into my skin while her other fingers lightly grazed my jaw. "Yes," she answered.
"You should be." And then I pushed forward. I knew it would hurt and I wanted the pain to be over fast, so I could take her to the pleasure I knew would be soon to follow.
Instead of screaming or crying out, the little angel reared up and bit me. She gave me pain right back. It set me off like nothing else, and I was no longer in control.
I let out something between a moan and a scream and started to thrust. Her cunt was so tight, it almost hurt. It was like a goddamned vice. All I could do was keep on pounding harder and deeper.
If it was hurting her, I couldn't tell. She wrapped her legs around me and held on for dear life, giving as good as she was getting. She rocked her hips against me, naturally knowing how to rub her clit just the right way even as I took her brutally.
Before I knew it, that pussy was even tighter as she spasmed around me, the climax making her entire body go tense. She screamed loud enough to shake the walls around us. Then she pulled me straight over the damned cliff, milking my cock like she was built for it.
She might have been the virgin, but I was the one who just got fucked.