The longer he stood looking at her the more he felt like a monster. She had taken that final step with him, and he was hurting her by waiting.
Paul moved forward taking hold of her arms where they covered her breasts and pulled them down.
His mind was made up. If his relationship with Mitch became a problem then he’d deal with it when the time arose. For now, he could only think about the woman standing before him. If she was going to be his woman, Rachel was going to abide by his rules.
“When you’re with me you never cover yourself. I want to see your beautiful tits bouncing for me.” Paul cupped her mounds in his hands. The weight of them filled his palms. She truly was amazing. “These are mine from this moment on.” He put his dominant voice on and commanded with his words. Her eyes widened at his words, but her arms remained by her sides. “I will teach you everything there is to know about pleasing me. Not just any man, Rachel, me. In turn I will teach you how to pleasure yourself. This is not just about me. It’s about you getting the most out of this as well. You will trust me with everything. You will not question me, and you’ll be mine no matter what. I’ll do what I see fit when it comes to your pleasure, and you will trust me to protect you. Do you understand?” he asked.
His rules had affected her. He could see that from her reaction to his words. Her body was flushed and her eyes drowsy with arousal. What was calling to Paul was the plumpness of her lips, which were begging to be kissed. She wanted him, and now she was going to get him all of him no matter what she wanted. Rachel had started this, and he was determined to end it.
“From this moment onwards, you’re mine. No more men and no more challenging. You’ll do what I say when I say it.”
“Okay.” Her voice was soft, and his cock twitched with approval.
****
Paul’s words made her pussy melt. She’d never heard him be so commanding toward a woman before. The tales she heard about him were nothing compared to the real thing. He was staring at her intently. From the look in his eyes he appeared to be working something out.
“First things first, let’s get better acquainted.” Paul walked her backwards into the sitting room. She saw the room seconds before the sofa hit the backs of her legs.
Once inside the sitting room he moved the coffee table out of the way and then stood her in the middle of the room. She stood naked in his siting room with the curtains drawn closed so no one but him could see her. He circled her, slowly. Paul looked at her from the front and then moved behind her. She felt his eyes surveying her. Tightening her hands into fists, Rachel did her best to stand still. The last thing she wanted to do was upset him.
“You’re a beautiful woman, Rachel.” He stroked a finger down her arm. She noted his hand shook a little. Did she make him nervous? It couldn’t be true. Nothing made him nervous. “I’m teaching you about sex, but it’s always different for others. With me I need to understand you first. You’re my partner. I need to know what makes you tick, and you need to be aware of what I like. There has to be attraction between us, Rachel, as otherwise your first time will be appalling. Are you attracted to me?”
She nodded.
“I’m going to need more from you than a simple nod.”
“Yes, I’m attracted to you.”
“Good.” His hand reached out cupping her breasts in his palms. “There is so much to learn in giving your partner pleasure, Rachel. How do you know you’re attracted to me?” he asked.
Nibbling her lip she tried to find the right words to describe her attraction to him.
“How about I go first and let you know what I find attractive?”
“Yes, please.” Rachel listened and waited for him to tell her what he felt. She was so turned on she felt her pussy was on fire with need. Paul took hold of her hand. Gazing down she watched, fascinated as he placed her palm against the rock hard length confined in his trousers.
“I’m rock hard for you, Rachel. Do you feel that?” he asked, rubbing her hand up and down the length. It felt like steel. She couldn’t imagine what it must feel like to have something so rock hard and confined to a pair of trousers. How did he fit inside the tight restrictions of his jeans? He was huge.
“Tell me, are you wet for me?”
Heat filled her cheeks even as she tried to appear confident. There was no covering her innocence. She’d read books, but nothing could have prepared her for Paul.
Taking a deep breath she nodded. “Yes, I’m wet for you.”
Paul kept her hand over his cock. Rachel continued to stare into his eyes waiting for what he was going to say next. She hadn’t known what to expect when she came up with this plan to seduce him. Her nakedness no longer affected her.
“We’re going to do this in stages, Rachel. This is not going to be some kind of class where I fuck you and that’s it, you know. I’m going to take my time with you. I’m going to listen to your needs, and I’m going to spend time touching you. Do you accept that?” He paused in front of her waiting for her answer. She whispered her consent and let him know he held her full attention. With Paul in the room no one else ever got a look in. To Rachel it has always been and always would be about Paul. “We’ll explore each other together, and in time I’m going to show you some things that could blow your mind. I hope you’re ready for that.”
“I’m ready for whatever you’ve got to throw at me.” She knew more about him than he would ever realise. Women liked to talk about their time with him.
“Okay.” Paul took a step back. “Then I want you to prepare for me tomorrow night. Nothing else is happening tonight. Tomorrow I’ll come for you, and we’ll explore more then. For now I need you to get dressed and to leave. You’re not ready for tonight.”
She wanted to argue with him but figured it would be a waste of time. There would be no swaying Paul. Glancing down at the floor she made to leave the room and return back to where her clothes lay on the kitchen floor.
Paul caught her arms stopping her flight. She took a quick glance at him and then stared past his shoulder at the far wall.
“This is not about you, Rachel. You came to me and propositioned me. That took a lot of guts, especially knowing that I could tell your brother. You took a big risk. I care about you. I want you to take tonight for yourself. Go home, pamper yourself, and really think about what you’re giving up. I’m not the kind of man you’ll want in your life, Rachel.”
“You’re a good man, Paul.”
He cupped her cheeks and brushed her lips with his. “If I was a good man I’d have turned you away and gone straight to Mitch. I’m not a good man, and stop thinking it. Go and get dressed.”
He let her go, and Rachel left him feeling relieved to get out of his company. Paul wasn’t wrong. It had taken some guts to come to his home with the proposition. She didn’t know what she would have done if he’d gone running to her brother.
She worked quickly on her clothes, putting them on with a speed that surprised her. Rachel was a little disappointed he was sending her away, but his reasoning was right. She wasn’t ready for this tonight. Asking him had been a huge hurdle for her to get over.
Once she was dressed she turned to leave only to find him stood behind her. “I’m leaving now,” she said. Rachel made to move around him.