“Lick the tip,” I whisper softly.
She gently does so, sending shivers up and down my spine. I groan and shove myself back in her mouth. She sucks me faster and faster. I want to call out her name, but I hold back. I keep instructing her to go faster until I explode into her mouth.
I hold her there until I’m done, and she swallows it all down like a good little girl. Then I slide out of her mouth, and make her lap up everything on the head of my cock that she might have missed.
I have to smirk because I can see her lick her lips again, even after she’s done. She catches me watching her, then looks away embarrassed.
“That was a very good girl, and well worth the money,” I reply.
My fingers are still deep inside her pussy, which was sucking at them the whole time she was sucking on my cock. She is dripping wet and definitely ready to go.
“Okay,” I tell Scarlett. “Let’s not play any more games. It’s time for me to pop her cherry. And I’ll pay three million dollars to do so.”
“Woah, there,” Scarlett says. “That’s a lot. Any bids that are higher than that?”
The old man hrmphs and walks away, clearly mad at me.
“Okay, then,” Scarlett announces. “Going once, going twice… sold to Finnegan.”
I smile, thinking of how fitting it is that the best purchase I’ve ever made in my life is Melissa’s virginity, on St. Patrick’s Day.
Chapter 9
Melissa
I can’t believe I’m finally going to lose my virginity. As I follow Finnegan to a back room in the club, he says, “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.”
I’m not too worried about that. I want him to be a bit rough, in fact. And I want it to happen now, because my pussy is so dripping wet and pounding hard for him that I can’t wait another minute.
My phone buzzes, and I look down to see a message from Sheila.
How’s it going? she asks.
I quickly text her back, right as Finnegan and I walk into the room.
Great! Thank you!
No problem, girl, she texts right back.
“No phones allowed,” Finnegan says, taking it out of my hand. “I would hate for you to have any distractions during what I’m about to do to you.”
“Sorry,” I tell him, blushing.
“It’s okay. Who was that?” he demands.
“My friend from back home in Idaho,” I tell him. “She’s the one who got me into this. She called to let me know she’s getting married, and one thing lead to another in our conversation, because she met her husband at… a place like this…”
I trail off, feeling stupid, all of a sudden.
Here I am droning on about love and marriage, and he’s probably bored out of his mind.
“Interesting,” he says, surprising me. “I guess I’m not the only one who got lucky here. Maybe there’s a reason they include Love in the name of these clubs. That always seemed like an oxymoron to me, until now.”
I gulp, surprised that he is feeling the same way I am. I thought this was all a game to him. But he is clearly into me.
“Now, let me just help you out of this,” he says, taking my dress off.
I can see now why Sheila said to wear something that was easy access.
Soon, I’m standing before him, completely naked. He takes off his own suit and lets me see the nice pecs and tattoos on his chest, his sculpted six-pack abs, and his delicious-looking happy trail of hair leading from his belly button down to his cock.
I had already been up close and personal with it, but it’s nice to see it in the larger picture of his entire, naked body.
“Now, here you go,” he says, lifting me up so that I’m pressed up close to his washboard abs, and then lying me down on the bed that’s in the room.
He’s standing by the edge of it, and my legs are now spread wide and half-wrapped around his waist.
“I’ve been wanting so badly to see these big breasts of yours,” he says, as he reaches up and cups them in his hands.
The head of his cock is so close to my pussy as he plays with my breasts. Then he leans down and starts sucking on each one of them, his cock laying right on top of my pussy now.
I want him so bad I could scream. Luckily, he stands partway back up and takes his cock in his hand, slapping it gently around my pussy lips and then leaving its head pointing right at my open, waiting, and willing hole.
“You’re so wet,” he says, as his hand travels down to my clit and starts playing with it again like when I was on stage. Now that it’s just him and me, it’s even hotter. “You’re so ready to take my cock in you for your very first time, aren’t you, little girl?”