Under Wraps: A Secret Baby Quarantine Office Romance (Love Under Lockdown Book 7)
hadn’t thought she could be a virgin, despite her innocent, docile nature. I had noticed how tight her pussy was when I was licking her.“Are you a virgin?” I asked, wanting her to say it.
“Yes.”
“Say it,” I said.
“Yes, sir, I am a virgin. Please be my first.”
I was certainly hard from what we were doing, more than ready to grant her wish and take her virginity, even though I knew I should just let it go, end it there and let her go to sleep after feeling so good. I knew it would be next to impossible not to become consumed with her if we fucked, particularly considering it was her first time. I was already falling in love with her.
All great arguments for not doing it. Logical and rational. Too bad I was far too overcome with desire and endorphin highs to pay much attention to either logic or reason.
“I shouldn’t, but you have been such a good girl, I am going to give you what you want. My cock for your very first time.”
Chapter Five Emma
It was like a dream. I looked for any signs that it was a lucid dream, like ones I had been through before. It wasn’t really that odd of a notion; I really did want Damien so much it hurt, and it was possible that my mind was filling in the gaps in my physical life. I could have still been in my room, in my bed, alone and unbound.
The binds. That was the clincher. I had never been tied up. Certainly not with a silk tie. I had no basis for imagination, particularly not the sort of vivid experience I was having. It was all real.
I had actually been telling the truth when I said I couldn’t sleep. I was nervous about being in the big city, and about staying in such a nice hotel. I had the weird idea that anything I touched would crumble in my hands, the remaining sand-like substance falling though my fingers. I had always had a pretty vivid imagination, something that could get me into trouble, particularly when I was a kid.
I would be lying if I said I didn’t hope. Of course I did. I was well aware of his proclivities, it being something of an open secret around the office. That made my little, aching-to-be-submissive heart sing. Not only was he the most beautiful man I had ever seen, he would be able to do everything I had ever wanted in the bedroom.
He was a master, in the truest sense of the word. Not just someone who mastered others; that was more generally called a dominant. Damien was the kind of dominant who had mastered the craft of sexual domination. I might have been a bit smug, but I was convinced that all I needed to do was let him know I was ready to obey his every command and he would want to be with me physically.
I had never had my pussy touched by someone else, let alone licked, and I thought I had gone to Heaven, the space behind my eyes actually being filled with pure, white light.
It came out suddenly before I knew what I was saying, Damien having just finished bringing me to a delicious orgasm. I was just feeling so good, and so in love with Damien, it had just come out. Endorphins: the most powerful truth serum around. It is hard to lie or deceive when you have pleasure jolting though you. I had told him I was a virgin and wanted him to be my first.
I was scared, but also really excited. He seemed to be thinking about it after I asked, but then it happened. Kissing his way up my still-trembling body, going from my pussy to my mouth, he gently mounted me, stroking the head his of beautiful cock against my well-prepared pussy. I jumped slightly and moaned softly, the jolt of pleasure running though me.
Stroking me a little more, he eased inside me, slipping in the head and maybe a quarter of the shaft, getting up to my cherry. He stopped and hung out there for a moment, feeling my muscles stretch out around him. When I was ready, he angled his cock and pushed through, getting gently past my cherry, breaking me in. There was a bit of a pinch, but nothing really too bad. It also didn’t last very long, maybe a minute, and then it went away entirely.
Damien got most of the way into my tight, virgin pussy before I squeaked, his massive, magnificent manhood too much for me to take all at once. Easing back a bit, letting me relax, Damien started to fuck me, rocking his cock tenderly in and out of my young, pink pussy, making me feel every inch. Without thinking, I started to moan loudly. Damien masterfully put his hand over my mouth, silencing me. It was fair enough; he was the master, and he hadn’t given me permission to make noise.
Shifting our position slightly, so that my ankles were resting on his muscular shoulders, he raised me up a bit, eased a bit deeper into me, and started to pick up speed. I bit my lip to keep from making noise. It worked pretty good, until it didn’t.
He seemed to be very stern and rough with me. We had gone right into it, with Damien completely dominating me. I hoped that it was because he really liked me and felt like he could really be himself with me, though it probably wasn’t a good idea to read too much into things.
Forcing my mouth open, Damien put his tongue in, confidently massaging my tongue as I mostly tried to keep still and let him do what he wanted to do. I moved a bit to make it easier for him,