“So what do you do all day?” I ask, she doesn’t seem like the soap opera and bon-bon type of girl but you never know.
“Oh. You really want to know? No judging?”
“Of course not, Addy.”
“Alright, here goes. My mother has been teaching me how to run a home and keep my husband happy,” The more I hear about her parents, the more I dislike them.
“Your husband?” I choke, ready to commit murder. She can’t be married. She would have told me straight away, right?
“Future husband, I should say.”
“What?” I ask in confusion. Are her parents grooming her and if so, who for?
“A proper Christian wife is sweet, agreeable, and practically perfect. She cooks, cleans, makes a mean cocktail, and above all else is subservient to her husband in every way.”
“That sounds terrible,” I tell her.
“It’s not so bad,” she says, smiling at me.
“How so?” I ask, wondering what she means by that.
“I make the best cocktails,” she says, laughing. The sound is magical and I want to hear it again.
“I see. I’ll have to try one sometime,” I tell her.
“You can have whatever you want from me.”
“You shouldn’t say things like that, Addy. Especially not to men like me.”
“You’re the only man I’ve ever said anything like to that. The only one I’d ever say that too,” she says, squaring her shoulders, sitting a little bit taller.
“Addy,” I groan, pulling her onto my lap. She faces me and the smile on her face could light up a room. Then we’re kissing. I don’t know who started it, who leaned first, but I’m finishing this. I’m making her mine. No one else will get their hands on what’s mine.
I pull back from the kiss and stare at her swollen wet lips.
“Will you let me serve you, mi rey?” My throat dries up instantly and my already hard cock gets impossibly harder. My king. My heart squeezes in my chest. I groan at image her words conjure up in my head, hating myself for it all the while needing it. Needing her. I take her lips, making her moan.
I’ve never seen someone take their pants and panties off so quickly before. She reaches between us, opening my jeans. My head screams at me to take it slow, but my body reacts as she pulls my cock out and strokes it hard before she lifts herself up and drops her soaking wet cunt down my length slowly until she breaks her cherry and pauses. The only indication of pain is her swift intake of breath. Her tight, wet heat envelopes my dick, and I strain to keep still.
“Take your time, baby girl,” I say, my teeth gritted.
“No, I want you,” she cries, moving her hips. I thrust up into her, pausing, letting her feel me as I own her. Forget that. As we own each other.
Is one day too soon to be thinking about fucking this pussy forever? Nah, I decide as I will my orgasm to slow the fuck down, but it's no use.
“Fuck,” I growl as her cunt squeezes the life out of me. How did I get so fucking lucky? I wonder as I take what she gives me.
“Oh God,” she moans softly, rocking on top of me harder. I feel like a God right now. Only I have had her. No matter what, I’ll be the only man inside of her.
“Come for me, Adriel. Come hard on my cock,” I demand, pulling her hair so her body arches backward. Her hands leave my chest and rest on my thighs instead. I wish she was laid out under me, but this first time couldn’t be helped. I feel like I am on fire and only she can put it out.
“Manuel,” she cries loudly as her pussy tightens even more around me as she comes. I unleash my seed into her, shouting her name as I do.
Fuck, nothing has ever felt so right. Ever.
I can’t believe that I was so bold. I couldn’t help it. I wanted him and I got him. It was amazing. Every hair on my body is standing on end. Still. I am spent, yet I want more. I need more. He’s still inside of me. Hard. How is that possible? When did I get so freaking greedy? I wasn’t brought up this way, but I should be freaking out right now, but I’m not. I just gave this man the only currency I have, my virginity. As soon as I saw him I knew we’d end up here, definitely not vag out in the park, but with him like this. My pussy clenches and he groans. For the first time in my life, I feel powerful. I feel like my future is my own. I also feel alive and more than a little in love with Manuel.