“I know you’re afraid, but in time you’ll learn to trust me.” I reached out and fingered a strand of her hair.
It was red—the most luxurious shade of crimson I’d ever seen, and it felt like silk. I closed my eyes and imagined what her hair would feel like against my chest as she rode me.
She flinched when I let my fingers move against her cheek. “I trust you,” she said.
Her words soothed a part of the ache that had lived in me for many years.
“You’re quite possibly the most beautiful woman I’ve ever had the luxury to meet. Do you have any idea how attractive you are, Jessica?” I could feel myself getting lost in her already. She was the perfect aphrodisiac for a man like me.
“My name—” she started.
I ran my thumb across her lips. “Don’t. If this is going to work, I never want to know your name. Your name is Jessica when you’re with me, understand?”
She hesitated, but finally nodded and I continued to caress her lips with my thumb. They were soft—too soft for my rough fingers.
She was shaking. Her nerves were getting the best of her, and I was starting to realize something about Jessica that made me a bit nervous.
“Are you a virgin?” I asked, not one to beat around the bush. I was blunt and demanding, and if it was really going to work between us, she needed to understand that soon.
Her neck snapped when she looked up at me with wide, shocked eyes. “I…” she stopped suddenly. “That’s a little personal don’t you think?”
I couldn’t help myself. I chuckled. “If you accept my proposal, I’ll know you better than anyone ever has.” I let my hands move lower and ran my palm across the side of her breast before I wrapped my hand around her waist and pulled her closer. “I’ll know you inside and out. I’ll taste you. I’ll make you say and do things you never thought you would, and the best part is, you’re going to love every second of it.”
I felt her nipples stiffen against my chest and silently celebrated. “So I ask you again, has anyone ever been inside you? Has any other man ever tasted that sweet pussy?”
My dick pressed against the zipper of my pants and begged for release. I wanted to pull her hips close and press into her warmth, but I sensed it would scare her even more.
Her breathing changed and I let my eyes wander across her breasts as they lifted and fell with each breath.
Still, she didn’t answer. Running a finger beneath her chin, I lifted her face to mine. I was close enough that her sweet breath rushed against my lips, prompting me to kiss her and taste her.
“I don’t like to wait, sweetheart. Not even for someone as beautiful as you. Answer the question.” I allowed my lips to brush against hers.
Her breathing accelerated and I was rewarded when her tongue peeked out of her mouth and ran across her lips.
“No,” she whispered. “There’s been no one.”
A growl sounded from the back of my throat and again she swallowed hard.
The nice guy in me knew it was wrong to take something so special when I had nothing special to give in return. But then the devil in me spoke of how sweet and tight she would be.
What could I say? I was an asshole and the angel on my shoulder could suck my dick as far as I was concerned. I wanted her tight little pussy and I wanted it all to myself.
“So how exactly does this work?” she asked. Again, she licked her lips and took a deep breath.
Taking a step back, I sat down in my chair and leaned back. Folding my arms behind my head, I decided to take my time, after all, she had certainly taken hers. When I didn’t respond right away, she licked her lips nervously and my cock twitched.
“Sorry, sweetheart, but I don’t fuck virgins. They’re too unpredictable, plus I’d have to put in all the work to get you exactly where I needed you.” I let my chair go, sitting upright, and went back to flipping through my papers.
She hadn’t expected my response and I left her feeling stunned and speechless.
“What?”
I was damned impressed with the lies I was able to spew without batting an eye. I wanted to fuck her all the more now that I knew she was a virgin. She was damn lucky a desk separated me from her untouched pussy.
“You made me go through all of that to tell me no?” She was outraged. I fucking loved it.
I sighed, faking annoyance and stood, pulling out a silver money clip, I pulled out a hundred. Making my way toward her, I held the bill between two fingers.
“Here’s a hundred.”
She looked down at the bill in my fingers and then back up at me. Her face had colored several shades of red. “Fuck you.” She hissed and then turned on her heel.