Home For The Holidays

Both mom and dad are high-earning corporate lawyers who wanted their son and daughter to follow in their shadow, but where my twin sister toed the line, I found it more like a noose that I had to get off me; the sooner, the better. The family wasn’t too pleased at first, as mom had put it, ‘we didn’t pay all that money to send you to the best schools, and gave you the best of everything so you could grow up and make toys.’ These days she spends my money faster than me.

Other than that period in my life, there was never anything about me that would lead anyone to think that I was a true nerd. Had I been, I never would’ve landed someone like Tessa. For all her faults, she does happen to be a very attractive woman though her insides are not as well kept, but I hadn’t known that when we first started dating.

No one really knows why I left her, not even her, because once you cross me, I can be a very vindictive bastard, which is only one of the things she’d called me the day I just casually asked her to let me see her ring, the five thousand dollar ring that I’d bought her to test the waters.

When I slipped the ring into my pocket, the surprise on her face was comical. “What’re you doing?”

“The engagement is off.” I just turned and headed for the door without an explanation, and that’s when the shouting and name-calling had started. As far as I’m concerned, in a situation like that, it’s up to the guilty party to wrack their brain and try to figure out why such a thing had happened to them. I still get the shakes sometimes when I think of how close I’d come to letting someone like her get her clutches into me.

And that’s the other reason why I even considered seeing Samantha Ariel Stone. When I hacked into her computer, I didn’t expect to find such a precise and well-outlined thesis on her thoughts of what was actually happening to her brother. For someone who’s never had a relationship herself, she seemed to have a good sense of the ins and outs of what and why Tessa had done what she had. I have to remember to teach her not to put her thoughts down like that for anyone to see, though.

I’m sure she thinks no one would be interested enough to go looking, but that was before today’s meeting. Those who keep their eyes on me will be scampering to figure out who she is, and when they finally catch on that she’s mine, something I plan to make certain of very soon, all hell is going to break loose. I’m going to have to protect her before she gets scared off.

I lied when I made my proposition; whether she likes fucking me or not is not up for debate; I have no doubt that she would, I’ll make sure of it. The only question is, how long can she hold my interest? No one has ever been able to, not even in high school. The problem usually stems from the size of my dick.

Most girls and now women would love to be the one on my arm, but then they get a taste of my monster and run for the hills. They’d love to play wife, but without that one thing getting in the way, which is not something I’m even remotely interested in. Tessa was the only one who came close to taking all of me, and maybe that’s the reason I’d lost my head and asked her to marry me.

I’m not holding out much hope that this tiny one would be able to take me, but something about her makes me want to try and then some. I love her resolve and that heart of hers that she has no idea I can see just by reading through her thoughts and watching her now; I want to try even more. And the fact that she’s a virgin just seals the whole damn deal for me.

I’ll probably end up doing some damage, but the last few days, nothing has intrigued me more than the thought of busting her cherry on the head of my cock. Dammit! I shifted in my seat as she awaited an answer to her last question. When she gets flustered, her chest moves with each breath, and my eyes dropped there now, which did not help my situation any. I can just imagine cumming all over those beauties after face fucking her raw. Have mercy.

Maybe I need to take a step back and reevaluate this situation. A man in my position can’t afford to make any mistakes when it comes to dealing with the opposite sex. These days, everyone is looking for a payday. But somehow, I don’t get that feeling around her. Even if I hadn’t hacked into her shit and got the gist of what it was she was after, I doubt that I would’ve seen her the way I’ve come to view most women.