The Trouble with Virgins (Daughters of Venus 2)

I couldn’t answer. My eyes were glued to the sparkle that were his, a slight shimmer off the surface, like they were glowing.

He kissed me, nibbling a bit at my bottom lip, letting his tongue tease my gums beneath my teeth. He laughed into my mouth and I inhaled, sucking in his breath, letting it fill my lungs. He was inside me, at least something that belonged to him was.

“Come on,” he said as he walked away, pulling my wrist along with him.

I heard the water running before we broke through the trees. Once we did, I was greeted with an open grassy patch of earth that led down to the river. Rocks sat on the bank creating a natural doorway of sorts, an exact spot where one would be expected to enter the water.

The moon shone down over us and glistened off the water. It ran slowly, softly, just quickly enough to let its gurgle mix with the symphony of crickets and owls. It was magnificent and for the first time in many years, I felt like a little girl again. I had no desire to be in control. I only wanted to be fascinated like I was now.

It reminded me of The Great Gatsby and Gatsby’s unquenchable yearning to impress Daisy Buchanan. That wasn’t one of the books taught to me growing up but I’d gotten my hands on it nonetheless. That one, Romeo and Juliet, and Pride and Prejudice. All great love stories of the past had a powerful man…and most ended in tragedy.

Still, at that moment out by the river with Pike, I secretly longed for the old days where it wasn’t a man’s duty but his need, his starvation that drove him to seek out and fight for the woman he loved. I didn’t want Pike to try to impress me. I’m no Daisy Buchanan. I only wanted him to take me.

I walked to the river and looked down at the black water, at the white bubbles that formed where the water branched out against rocks, and the freedom of it touched me. My eyes focused on an orange leaf floating by, and I watched it flow in a straight line. I wondered whether it would flow left or right when it reached the next big stone.

I realized I had no idea which way it would go. Nothing I thought about it mattered. It would flow wherever it needed to. Unlike me, its path wasn’t set. Unlike me it could go wherever it wanted. Unlike me it could roam freely outside the community.

Suddenly I felt trapped. I felt a little bit angry that I had no say in my future. Other than who my husbands would be, everything was written out, carved out actually in the Daughters of Venus rules inside the chapel.

Well fuck that. I was outside the community now and even though I knew I’d head back when this was all over, back to the safety and security of the world I knew, for a short time I was spitting in the face of Lauren and the others.

Lauren. What was it about her that bothered me? Why did I dislike her so much but love her so much at the same time? Was it jealousy? First, she had one of the hottest men in our world in Alé and then she had the man standing behind me. My man. He’d wanted her. That’s what bothered me. Everyone knew Pike was being groomed for me yet she still tried to have her way with him.

“Did you fuck Lauren?” I asked with my eyes still fixed on the water.

The leaf had gone left. I probably would’ve chosen right.

“Why do you care so much about all that?” he asked.

“Just answer the question, Pike. Did you fuck her?”

&nbs

p; “No, I didn’t.”

I pulled my dress down, the elastic stretching out past my shoulders, and let it drop to the ground.

I unclasped my bra and let it drop. My tits sprang free, nipples hardening as soon as the wind blew the night’s chilly air against them. It felt so good being free from constraint. I was the leaf and I was choosing right.

Right down my thighs went my panties, until they reached my ankles, where I kicked them to the side.

Is he going to come to me or just stand there and watch me? Please let him come to me.

He wasn’t coming and for a moment I felt self-conscious. He’d never seen me naked. What if he didn’t like me? What if my ass was too flat or when I turned around he thought my tits weren’t perky enough or my nipples were too dark or my pussy was too hairy?

Oh my God.

His fingertips touched my waist at the same time I felt the tip of his cock against the spot right above my ass. Then his chiseled chest pressed firmly against my back. He was naked.

I leaned my head back into his neck.

“Take me,” I told him.

His hand snaked around me and his fingertips pressed into my unshaven mound. He touched my clit and my legs twitched.

Unh. Mmm.

With his left hand he grabbed my hair and turned my head to meet my lips. He kissed me and I let him know how much I was craving his tongue. I reached for his with mine and sopped him up as I licked the taste from his mouth.