Her legs pressed together stopping him from touching her openly.
“In this room, you’re mine, Elle.”
“I don’t know what to do. I’ve never felt anything like this before.” He saw the panic in her eyes and knew he had to slow down or risk losing her forever.
Leaving his hand on her clit, he stopped moving. She relaxed against him.
“Look at me,” he said.
She bit her lip, the action sending a jolt to his cock. He wanted those full lips wrapped around his cock.
“I want you to be clear about what’s going to happen,” he said.
“What do you mean?”
“When I take you, and I will, you’re going to be mine. No other man will be allowed to touch you. Do you understand what I mean?”
“Yes, I think so.”
“Don’t think, know what I want, Elle. I’m a demanding lover, and I’m going to want everything from you. And more. I will want you to give me everything you possess. I want to know what turns you on and makes you click.”
“But this is an arrangement. You’re getting money for this.”
“No, I’m not. When I take you, it will make you mine.”
“But what about your other women?”
“Since I met you there haven’t been any other women for me. I want you. Only you.”
Tears formed in her eyes. “Really?”
“I swear you’re the only woman in my life.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body against him. “I’m yours, Isaac. Everything you want. I’ll give you it.”
He knew he was a bastard for demanding it of her. She didn’t know him really. She knew what he wanted her to see. The real Isaac wouldn’t care about what she wanted. He would have found some way to get her.
Picking her up in his arms, he felt the weight of her. A protective instinct overcame him. He wanted to be the one to make sure she was always taken care of.
Isaac laid her in the centre of the bed. He wanted to take her to his place, but to do so could ruin what she felt for him.
He took off his watch and the remaining bits of clothing he had on. When he took her he wanted nothing to separate them. Not clothing or condoms. Skin to skin. He knew he ran the risk of getting her pregnant by not using a condom, but he’d run a check on her.
It was another thing he hated about himself. While she remained in the dark about him, he knew almost everything there was to know about her.
He grabbed her hand and bought it to his lips. He kissed each of her fingers, then her knuckles, then laid a fleeting kiss in her palm. Placing her hand above her head, he took her lips, plunging his tongue inside her mouth and coaxing a response from her.
The pleasure from her response shook him to the core. Elle would be his first virgin. He’d taken many women to bed. All of the women he’d taken were experienced in sex and f**king. With Elle, he was the teacher.
For most of his adult life he’d made it a rule to never seduce a virgin, and yet here he was anticipating popping her cherry. He hated the way he sounded to himself. Grazing his hands along her arms he settled over her tit. Tweaking the nipple, he had her writhing underneath him from the pleasure he created.
“That feels so good,” she said with a gasp when he pulled away from her lips.
“I’m only getting started.”
Moving over her, Isaac opened her legs and gazed down at her pu**y. Her blonde pubic hair was covered with her cream. Staring up into her eyes, he was taken aback by the trust in her eyes. It was the one emotion he rarely saw in anyone else.
He kissed her on the lips and trailed kisses down her body. He licked, nibbled and sucked as he travelled down her neck to her br**sts. He couldn’t resist devoting some time to the full mounds. Her tits were one of his favourite features, and he was determined that he would f**k her tits at some point.
Isaac wanted to share everything with her, including the pleasure which can be found in the rougher side of sex. By the time they left each other he would have claimed her completely. She wouldn’t be able to look at another man without thinking of him. Feeling like a total bastard, he grabbed her h*ps roughly with his nails digging in. He heard her wince and trailed down her body past her belly button until he was staring at her cunt.
Running his hands up and down her legs, he kept his gaze on her slit.
He slid his fingers through her lips and watched as her cream coated his fingers. She was so responsive. There was nothing fake or rehearsed in her voice. Her gasps were natural. Her h*ps thrust up to meet his hand.
“Please, Isaac,” she said.
“Tell me what you want.”
“I don’t know.” She whimpered with frustration. He wanted to taste more of her creamy juices. Going down until his face was directly above her pu**y, he used his fingers to open her slit and reveal her hidden jewel.
Her cl*t swollen with desire, she cried out from the smallest of touches. He wouldn’t touch her cunt. Taking her virginity would be a treasure he would hold dear to his heart. Isaac fought the battle inside him to take her and claim what he’d never had before and the fight to give her the perfect night in his arms. The battle inside him was between the Isaac who’d gotten everything by being a ruthless bastard with no thought to other people’s feelings and the Isaac who he was in her company. A man of worth. A man who deserved to be with her.
Pressing his tongue to her cl*t he felt shake as he licked her. She had a beauty about her. His own scarred beauty. Most men would never see the true beauty that she was because they would only look at the surface. He looked beyond the beauty of her face and saw the purity in her heart. A woman with so much love to give it was almost unbearable to witness. He could be the very man who could earn her love.
He flicked her cl*t and ran his fingers up and down the piece of flesh between her entrance and clit. The pleasure she should get would drive her over the edge.
If what he heard about a woman’s first time was true then he needed her to be taken over by pleasure. The very thought of causing her pain disturbed him.
The sounds in the room were of her moaning and him licking her juices. She was dripping onto the sheet with her arousal. The pride he felt at being the cause gave him so much satisfaction. A couple more flicks of his tongue and she plunged over the edge with a scream.
He lifted over her body, took his leaking c**k into his hand, ran the tip through her dripping slit before seating himself at her entrance. Isaac leaned over her, took hold of her hands and pressed them against the bed at her head.