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One by one, I gently slid her shoes off her feet, tossing them to the side, loving how she didn’t wince when she heard them hit the floor. I could’ve broken them, but she didn’t care about the money they cost, like most women around here.
Then I placed her bare feet on the edges of the desk, and slowly slid my palms up her thighs. Goosebumps followed in the wake of my fingers—a wave of anticipation. She was wearing yellow silk panties.
“I want to see you,” I said. “All of you.”
“You do?” her eyes pleaded with me. For what, I wasn’t sure.
“Yes.” My throat was suddenly full.
“What do you mean?” She asked. “What do you want to see?”
“Your cunt. I want to see if your pussy is like a newly plucked peach.” She swallowed at my crass bluntness. “Can I look?” I needed this from her. Her permission.
She nodded, eyes wide but also filled with curiosity.
“Widen your knees.”
She spread herself for me, a soft blush spreading across her cheeks and chest. The only thing keeping me from seeing that pretty cunt—a soft triangle of pure yellow. She was wearing a G-string, a thin line of silk parting the globes of her ass.
“Can I touch it?”
At her nod, I reached forward, touching the silk lightly, stroking it. Her heat sunk into the tip of my finger. It would be so easy to part the material, to reveal her beautiful pussy to me. I didn’t withhold my groan, the desire burning inside me too strong to hold it in. Her dark, thick eyelashes fluttered at the sound, her breasts perking once more. “I need more,” I groaned, on the edge of my control.
“Please,” she begged, her hips canting upwards.
Just once. Hooking a finger, I parted it to the side and my knees buckled, pain shooting through my chest in sweet agony of what I could never have. She was so beautiful. Fresh and virgin. I wanted to make it weep.
“Do you like it?” The uncertainty in her voice was too cute. Too innocent. Too sweet.
I was used to women with confidence and knowledge on how to use their body to seduce men.
“Very much.” My own voice was lower than usual.
I should walk from this room, leave her spread out and vulnerable, just to teach her a lesson. To teach her not to fuck with men more experienced than her.
But what I should do was in opposition with what I wanted to do.
I wanted to ruin every single inch of her. Wanted to know what it would look like to have the rough imprint of my hand on that skin.
See it turn red and purple.
To hear her cries when I dominated her.
I couldn’t will my feet to move away from her, even if I wanted to.
So instead, I pressed my nose into the heat, inhaling a deep breath, a low rumble exhaling from my chest. “Mmmm, such sweet, honeyed pussy.”
Her chest hitched as I ground my jaw into her cunt, brushing rough stubble over soft, tanned skin. Then, I pressed soft kisses, covering her again. Rough and gentle. So young and smooth, so sweet and innocent.
I longed to taste it. Just once.
The desire was so strong within me, raging with power and temptation to bite. To strike out, like the wolf that I was. My fingers were already digging into her thighs, pushing her legs further apart so harshly that they were shaking.
My own fingers were practically trembling from the effort of withholding.
I didn’t usually hold back.
I was used to taking what I wanted.
