There are things I could tell her that would have her pulling away, and I don’t want to leave so I don’t speak — instead, I simply kiss her the way she deserves.
I run a hand over her ass as we walk backwards into her suite. She drops her purse, kicks off her heels, and when her feet find the floor, we pull back. She’s so petite without the extra inches and I tower over her.
“God, you’re a curvy little thing, aren’t you?”
She presses her hands to my chest. “And you’re a furry-faced man.”
I laugh. “You like my beard? My sister says I should shave it.”
She shakes her head. “I’m glad you didn’t. Otherwise you wouldn’t be here right now.”
“Is that so?” I ask, running my hand to the zipper on the back of her dress, pulling it down slowly. “So I’m your type?”
She laughs, a big laugh, her dark hair swishing as she smiles. “No. The exact opposite of anyone I’ve ever been out with. That was kind of the point.”
I nod, understanding now. “I see, so your friends thought if you tried something different you might have more fun?”
“Exactly.”
Her dress falls to the floor, and she stands before me like a goddamn goddess. Gorgeous.
“Well lucky me,” I say, growling in this innocent woman’s ear. “Because I can deliver on fun. And more than that, I can give you the happy ending you’re after.”
She pulls back, my words surprising her. I chuckle.
“Don’t worry,” I add. “I know you’re just using me for my body. I’m not expecting you to want to sail off into the sunset with me. When I said happy ending, I meant I’m gonna make you orgasm like you’ve never done before.” I pull of my shirt and kick off my shoes. Damn, I’m ready to enjoy this beauty before me.
“That shouldn’t be hard,” she says a little too wryly. “I’ve never come in my life.”
I pause, staring at her. How is that possible?
“Well honey, it’s time we change that, once and for all.”
Penny
Part of me can’t believe I just brought a stranger to my suite, but the other part of me knows it is high time I do something like this. Something for me.
And when Paxton looks at me now, I know he is going to make sure I get exactly what I need.
“Are you hungry? Thirsty?” I ask, feeling very nearly naked and suddenly unsure of what to do next.
“I’m hungry all right,” he says, pulling me to him, kissing me again, softer this time. Our mouths part and his tongue is on mine, making me squirm with desire. My pussy is wet and he hasn’t even touched me yet. His beard tickles my skin as he kisses me and I close my eyes, imagining that same sensation between my legs.
Oh god, I want him.
The kiss intensifies and he runs his hands through my hair. “God, you’re sexy,” he growls, turning me on to a degree I’ve never been before.
Panting, I pull away. “My room is down here,” I say, tugging on his belt loop and taking the lead. “Come on, bearded bad boy.”
“I’m not so bad,” he tells me as we enter my room.
“So bad you’re good?” I ask, unhooking my bra. I said I could take control, and I meant it. This is my night.
“I think you have the wrong idea about me, Penny. I’m a nice guy with a beard, that’s it.” Her runs his hands over my breasts and I pull in a sharp breath, the sensation so delicious.
“I want a nice guy in my life,” I admit as he lowers his mouth to my nipple, circling me with his tongue. I close my eyes, running my hands though his hair as he kisses me, massaging my breasts, making me feel so beautiful.
He takes my hand, placing it on the button on his jeans. I unzip them, pushing them past his hips. His cock is firm, at attention, poking hard against his briefs. Warmth circles my belly, my pussy wet with desire.
I let out a whimper of want, and Paxton tilts up my chin with his hand. “You sure you want this?” he asks.
I nod slowly, not wanting the moment to rush by. Wanting to savor this for what it is — me taking control of my life. “I want you,” I tell him. “Please.”
He lowers me onto my bed, glancing around the room as he does. “Everything is white, pure. Just like you.”
“A blank canvas, is what I always say,” I tell him.
“But god, girl, you’re the masterpiece.”
I shake my head, embarrassed by the compliment. “I mean it,” he says. “You’re fucking beautiful, Penny.”
He teases down my panties, kissing me again, and I run my hands over his back, his muscles taut, his skin sun kissed — he is ripped head to toe.
“I want to see you, Pen. All of you.”
“No one has ever seen me naked,” I tell him. “Not like this.”
He gently spreads my knees, leaning over me. Looking at my pussy, biting his bottom lip. “Look at you, so damn innocent. All that changes tonight. You understand?”
I nod, gasping with want as he lowers his mouth. Ruining me for all other men with the simple flick of his tongue. I thought furry-faced men weren’t my type… but apparently my pussy thinks otherwise.
Chapter 4
Paxton
Oh, hell I’m in trouble, and I know it. Naked on her big white bed, this virgin is giving me the thing my cock craves — her sweet cunt. And she’s not holding back, not even a little. She says she wants me to take her to the edge, to make her come, to give her the very first orgasm of her life — and I will.
But damn, I plan on taking my sweet time.
I run my tongue over her. The swell of her perfect tits has me hard as steel, but the taste of her virgin hole is next-level sexy.
Fuck, she tastes good.
And she likes it, I know she does. This perfect princess is squirming under me like a kitten who doesn’t know what’s good for her.
“Easy girl,” I say patiently. “No need to hurry this. Relax.”
She exhales, sinking into the plush mattress, and I smile, knowing she is eager like an untamed horse, wild and free for the first time in her whole damn life.
“It feels so good,” she moans. “Like… really, really good.”
I grin, fucking love getting her off. She is so damn adorable, she’s honest and sincere, and doesn’t hold anything back. It makes me appreciate her in ways she doesn’t even realize. An honest to goodness sweetheart doesn’t come around all that often. And even though she thinks our lives couldn’t be more different, she has no idea how much I get her. I understand where she is coming from. She wanted to turn over a new leaf in her life, and hell, I can relate.
It makes me want to give her a night she’ll never forget, take her first time to the next level.
I swirl my tongue over her clit, and she’s dripping the way she needs. “I need to help you get ready for my cock, you understand?” I ask, my fingers circling her center, then I press one finger inside her sweetness, and she gasps. She’s so damn tight. My cock weeps precome as I touch her. Her cunt so damn ripe it feels like too good of a gift to receive.
“Fuck, Penny. I don’t know if I can do this,” I admit.