His Love

But Luke didn’t jump. The alpha male remained seated, his arms deceptively relaxed on the back of the couch.

“And?” he asked, voice smooth. “Then what?”

I paused, stupefied. What was he saying? What did he want?

“And then you know,” I added helplessly, squirming a bit in my seat. Today, I’d worn a loose dress, a pink thing that was perfect for summer in New York. It had spaghetti straps and a wide ruffle across the front, highlighting my generous décolletage. But suddenly, even this thin fabric was too tight and uncomfortable. “And then you know …” my voice trailed off.

Luke saw that I couldn’t get the words out and stood to tower over me in the living room. I gasped. Oh shit, it wasn’t just that he was six four and massive, ungodly handsome in a black suit. It was that he had a raging hard-on that the alpha was no longer bothering to hide. That’s right, as the billionaire stood, the tent in his pants became obvious, that hard ridge an enormous python ready to devour its prey.

And my pussy responded immediately. My sweet snatch immediately moistened just looking at him, dew collecting within my interior as my mouth fell open, brown eyes wide.

“Cat got your tongue?” the big man asked from up above, blue eyes amused yet hot with desire.

I gasped a bit, nipples so hard they ached, jutting out as my hips twisted involuntarily on the couch.

“It’s just I thought you enjoyed it last time,” I whispered. “I thought you liked it.”

The billionaire flashed a knowing smile my way.

“Oh I enjoyed it,” he rumbled. “But I want more now. I want this,” he said, pointing at my sweet spot, “gyrating all over this,” he rasped, pointing to the cock on his pants. “I want you to dance, baby girl, but this time with my rod inside that sweet pussy.”

I should have been offended. I should have screamed and jumped up, flying out the door. Because it was wrong. He was a man in control, the head of the company, the one with my future in his hands. In fact, Luke had already pulled some strings so that I could get a solo in our next performance. And now he was telling me that I had to earn it in a very special way, dancing on his cock, just for him.

But what my brain knew, my body didn’t. Because instead of feeling offended or ashamed, my insides went soft and loose, heart beating hard. And before I realized, I was nodding.

“Yes Daddy,” I whispered. “I want it too.”

Luke’s smile only grew wider, those perfect white teeth flashing, his gaze all-knowing.

“You do, don’t you little slut?” he rumbled deep in his chest. “Baby likes it, doesn’t she? But Daddy has some terms too.”

My eyes jerked up to look at him.

“Terms?” I asked. “What do you mean?”

And with that, Luke began undoing his tie. It was a strip of blue silk, probably from a high-end designer store costing five hundred dollars. I could live for a month on that money, but right now, my eyes merely stared, entranced at the smooth movements of his hands.

“You didn’t think Daddy was going to let you get away so easy, did you?” that deep voice rumbled, blue gaze hot. “Because Daddy wants you to do something special for him.”

I was a butterfly quivering on the couch, my breasts hot and aching, a flush rising up deep inside.

“What is it?” I asked in a whisper. “What does Daddy want from me?”

The big man smiled slyly then, taking the tie between two hands and jerking it so that the cloth snapped.

“Daddy’s going to tie you up, pretty girl. Daddy’s going to tie you up because that’s the best way to break a virgin.”

I gasped then, cheeks flaming pink even as I juiced down below.

“What?” I gasped. “What do you mean?”

All my dreams of gallant knights on white horses evaporated because suddenly I realized Luke wasn’t that type of guy. He was filthy, dirty and nasty in a way that my innocent mind couldn’t compute. But oh god, I wanted to learn. Against my better instincts, I was desperate to learn, hungry to go through every lesson with this man until I knew them all by memory. So nodding breathlessly, my eyes met his.

And the alpha chuckled deep in his chest, sensing my eagerness.

“Oh yeah, baby wants it, doesn’t she?” he asked. “Baby absolutely wants it, and that’s good because Daddy’s going to give it to you. Daddy’s going to tie you up and then breach that little pussy. It’s going to hurt a little, it’s going to sting, but trust me, sweetheart, you’re going to eat it up in the end.”

I nodded slowly. Other girls have told me it hurts the first time, that it’s ungodly painful and agonizing down there the first time. In fact, my best friend Marnie didn’t have sex for two years after losing her virginity because her first had been so bad. So I was prepared to suffer.