Priceless

Chapter 13

Major

Her mouth fits perfectly against mine. Her timid tongue flicks against my lips. I let her in so she can taste me. She hums, a happy, interested sound and the vibrations resonate through my whole body, coalescing at the base of my tight, excited balls.

I cup her soft cheek and tilt her head to the side so I can gain better, deeper access to the recesses of her hot mouth. My hand drifts down past the blade of her jaw to her delicate throat. I stop there and feel her heartbeat flutter against my palm.

It’s too early to take her, but I can’t wait another second. I slide my hands under her T-shirt. Her stomach contracts under my touch. I murmur an encouraging sound and stroke my thumbs over her round tummy in slow, even motions. She sighs and relaxes, winding her arms around my neck and tangling her fingers into my short, cropped hair. Her leg slides up my calf as her body seeks relief from the pressure building inside of her.

I sweep my hands under her ass and pull her tight against me. “You need something, babe?” I growl.

“I…yes.” It’s more of a question than a statement. My baby is an innocent, I realize, and her body is giving off signals she can’t interpret. All she knows is that she’s got an itch between her legs and she thinks that rubbing herself against my erection is going to ease that. Funny how our bodies know things even before our heads can process them—kind of like how my gut instantly knew that I would need to claim Maple as my own.

“I’ve got you. Your little pussy needs attention, Maple, and I’m going to make it feel better.” I swing around and carry her over to the chaise lounge that faces the outdoor garden. “You know how I’m going to make you feel better?” I ask her as I lay her down on the cushion.

“You’re going to have sex with me?” my brave girl asks.

I shake my head and sweep my hands down the curve of her hips, past her thighs, over her knees until I reach her ankles. “I’m going to make love to you and you are going to make love to me.” She starts to open her mouth, but I wave my finger at her. “Oh no. Even if you can’t say you love me, it’s still love and the baby we conceive here in this orangery will be made from love. You can’t convince me otherwise.” I strip off her shoes and socks and toss them aside.

“You’re nuts, you realize this, right?” Her tone is almost awed rather than filled with disgust.

“When you know, you know.” I reach up to her waistband and pull down her tight yoga pants. A small scrap of black lace is left. I lick my lips. “Look at how pretty you cover your pussy.” I pet her lightly. The silk between her legs is wet. I slide a finger under the elastic and lightly caress her swollen cunt lips. “Have you touched yourself here?”

Her tongue darts out and she shakes her head. “Not bare,” she half-whispers with rosy cheeks. So she’s touched herself over her panties, but not under, which isn’t surprising, I suppose. She’s as innocent as a newborn. I can’t deny that it turns me on. It’s a caveman feeling and not one I’ve ever felt before—at least not toward a woman. But everything about Maple brings out responses and urges in me that are foreign. I’ve never wanted to possess something like I’ve wanted her. I’ve never wanted to hold someone like I want to hold her. Every fiber of my being is filled with an urgency to claim her, to hear her scream my name in ecstasy, to hear her proclaim herself as mine. And I know to achieve that I have to make this first time for her perfect. The blood in my cock pounds in agony. My shaft wants to be in her wet depths so badly it feels like my dick may break off—that’s how hard I am. I swallow down that need and rasp out, “Have you ever masturbated? Gotten yourself off?”

“I guess?”

“Oh babe, you haven’t if you’re guessing. You would know.” I place a hand over my raging cock and pray for patience so I don’t hurt this glorious woman with my need to possess her. “I’m going to fuck you so hard that you’ll remember this moment for the rest of your life. I know I will. You should touch yourself. You’re soft, like a flower.” I take her hand and guide her down to her own core. “Feel yourself. Your cunt is like a fruit—delicate but juicy.”

With a push, we slide the tip of her finger and mine inside of her. She gasps at the penetration. I push, watching as her cunt sucks her digit in deeper. “This is the sexiest goddamn thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life. I could come in my pants right now.”