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“Summer. I need you to answer. Do you understand how rare it is that you’re still a virgin? In this world? Where the Magnolia takes advantage of the young?”
“Y-yes,” She stuttered, “No? I don’t know.”
“Well it is.” My gaze was back on her pussy, and I increased the pressure on her clit, stroking, stroking. “Answer me. Do you know how to make yourself come?”
“I’m not sure.”
“Have you tried?”
She nodded. “Yes, but I… What does it feel like? To have one. Maybe if you explained it to me, I would know.”
Christ. The woman didn’t even know what an orgasm felt like.
“How about I help you get there instead. You will know for sure then. Do you want that?”
“Yes.”
I frowned. “Yes, what?”
Her eyebrows furrowed, lips parting in confusion.
“From here on, if we do this…” Christ, was I actually considering this? “When we play, I want you to call me, ‘sir.’”
“Yes, sir.” She responded easily. So responsive. So willing. Didn’t even balk at the title.
“Good girl,” I murmured, lowering my face once more into the softness of her cunt. Breathing in deeply, breathing in her honeyed smell. It was so tempting, to do this with her.
Douglass’ daughter.
He was like a father to me.
Did I care anymore?
“Keep shifting your hips. Yesss, just like that. Good girl.” I kissed the softness of her virgin silk.
“First, before I teach you how to make yourself come, I need to know that you can keep being a good girl. We’re in a library, where anyone out there can hear us. I need you to promise me you can be quiet.”
“I promise. Sir.”
I smiled, such a good, obedient bunny. “Now,” I wrapped my hand, so large compared to her small one, over hers, demonstrating. “Fuck yourself with your panties, like this.”
She mirrored my movements, and released a soft feminine gasp.
“Does that feel good?”
“Yes, sir,” she nodded.
“Keep going,” I instructed, even as I released her hand, “Keep shifting your hips.”
I could only stare at her. So beautifully graceful, her body spread out on my desk like an elegant swan, getting herself off like this. With one hand still clasped above her. Her tits perfectly shaped, her legs spread out.
Created just for me.
If I hadn’t taken her from Tucker’s apartment, would she have done this for him?
A possessiveness roared inside me and I lined myself up with her, imagining pulling my cock out to claim her, right here, right now. It would look so right. My dick, moving in and out of this beautiful virgin pussy, her blood mixing with her cream in an incredible mixture that would taste just right with my cum.
A perfect recipe.
