The Trouble with Virgins (Daughters of Venus 2)

I closed my eyes and almost tripped over loose rock on the path. I was trying to prepare my mind to be with Dominic. He deserved that much and more.

“I’m nervous,” he said as he gripped my hand tighter, “but so excited. I want to be with you so bad. I want to feel you, to wrap myself up in you, to breathe you. If you could only feel how my chest feels every time I see you, you’d understand the desire I have burning inside.”

He was saying all the right things. Pike was starting to fade from my mind. I wanted Dominic and would do all I could to see him for the man he was and the husband I would soon have.

We picked the first suitor cabin and entered to find the candles were already lit. Someone had been sent ahead to prepare the room. The scent of roses came from the pedals scattered on the bed.

Dominic closed the door behind us.

“So, this is it,” I said.

I felt like a little girl again, not like the woman I was supposed to be on this day. I needed to wipe that from my mind and channel my sexy side. I closed my eyes for a moment and thought back to that morning when I’d punished Kent with the horse crop. That’s the side of me I needed at the moment.

“Jessica, my Dove,” Dominic said. “I want you to know that you mean…”

I put a finger to his lips to shut him up. We’d have a lifetime for his romantic words. That’s not what I wanted. I wanted to put my pussy where my finger was, right on his lips. I wanted to feel him, to know that he was my man and that every moment from this one forth he would spend trying to please me.

“I want you to shut up,” I told him. “I welcome your sweet words. They mean so much to me. But right now…this is the time where you stop speaking and start doing. Do you understand?”

He nodded and his thick black hair shook a little. His big brown eyes were almost puppy dog like and I tried to remember what I’d heard about Italians. Were they supposed to have big dicks or small ones? I know the girls at the club had mentioned it. I’d have to find out for myself.

“Good, now take off your clothes.”

He hesitated for a moment, then he did as he was told. He unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall to the floor. He had a nice upper body, better than I’d expected. I always thought he looked slightly out of shape, but he wasn’t. At least not from what I could tell. I liked his nipples. They were big, and dark, leftovers from a chubbier childhood more than likely.

I reached out to his right nipple and scissored it between two fingers. His lips trembled. He was so nervous. I loved it. I was too but he’d never know. I was a cool figure, quite good at hiding my emotions.

He kicked his shoes off to the side and fumbled with the button to his jeans.

“Do you need help with that?” I teased.

I looked down at his zipper and let my tongue trace my bottom lip. As I did, I saw him stir beneath his pants. His cock was already growing for me.

Yes, make it grow. We’ll need it to be large and firm.

He managed to undo the button and unzip his pants and immediately the head of his cock poked out of the hole in his boxer shorts.

“I’m sorry,” he said as he was about to tuck it back in but I had other plans.

I reached out and grabbed it, pushing the fabric shorts down to the base of him while I gripped him in my clenched tight fist. I made sure that my nails dug into the flesh a little bit. I looked into his face

and his eyes were closed. His teeth were clenched, savoring the slight pain I gave him.

“Do you like me?” I asked.

“I love you, my Dove.”

“But do you like me?” I asked.

With that, I let go of his cock for a moment and lifted my dress over my head. I tossed it to the ground. I stood facing him in only a pair of white bra and panties. I followed his gaze and saw his eyes were focused on my tits. Through the white cups my nipples were clearly visible, the tan areolas. I put a finger to my left one and circled it, making it erect. With my other hand I regained my grip on his dick.

He was big, or at least I thought he was. He was bigger than Kent.

I held onto him and to be honest I wasn’t sure what to do next. I wanted to be sexier than I knew how. I didn’t have the experience I needed to totally seduce him. So I moved forward and put his cock between my legs, right where my pussy lips parted, and rocked forward and back a few times, making sure his dick slid between my lips, grinding against the fabric barrier. I was so wet that his cock stopped sliding so freely and got slightly stuck. I was ready for him.

His eyes were glued to the spot between my legs and suddenly I wanted him inside me. I gripped his face with both hands and kissed him hard, slamming his head against the wooden door behind him. He moaned and kissed me back.

I unfastened my bra and dropped my panties.