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Her body knows what to do even if she’s never done this before.
After a stunned minute, her instincts begin to drive her.
I press her even harder against the wall, pinning her in place. She grips my forearm so firmly I can feel her fingernails against my skin, leaving marks that will persist long after I leave this apartment.
“Fucking cream,” I growl, bringing my face closer to hers. “I can feel how close you are. I can feel how badly you need it. Cream for me, Kimberly. Cream like the excitable horny virgin you are.”
“Oh, oh,” she gasps, pumping her hips in time with me now.
She’s a fast learner.
“That’s it,” I growl, moving my arm so furiously it’s a wonder I haven’t pumped her through the wall.
“Ah, ah,” she moans, and then her moan turns hollow and her whole body begins to shake.
She throws her head back and bites down on her lip, exposing that gorgeous neck again. I move my hand from her chest and grip her throat instead, squeezing it lightly, pinning her in place as I continue to hammer her greedy cunt with my other hand.
The orgasm moves through her visibly, making every part of her tremble for me.
I wrench down her tights and clasp my hand against her naked, hot, soaked pussy.
She can’t hold back her moans when I press my skin against hers, smearing her squirting juices over her lips and her clit. I press my thumb down on her clit, stroking it furiously, gripping her neck a little harder, enough to show her who’s in charge.
But I don’t hurt her.
I’d die before I caused her any harm.
And I’d kill if anyone tried to.
Finally, her trembling begins to slow down. She falls against me, resting her cheek against my chest.
I find myself almost smiling, properly smiling, something I haven’t done in years.
I reach up and cradle the back of her head, running my fingertips through her hair.
“Good girl,” I say, stroking her over and over, my other hand still plucking tenderly at her clit.
“Oh, Kristian,” she whispers. “That was … I don’t even know how to describe it.”
“It was just the beginning,” I tell her.
She steps back, fixing her skirt and tights, looking at the floor for a moment before meeting my eyes.
“Tell me this is real,” she says.
I chuckle and bring my come-slick fingers to her face.
She leans away at first, her nose wrinkling.
“No,” I snap. “Don’t you dare move.”
She whimpers and lets me bring my pussy-socked fingers close to her face.
“Suck your sweet cream off my fingers,” I tell her. “And tell me if that tastes real.”
Her eyes glint. I can see how badly she wants it, even if part of her is grossed out.
That makes it all the more exciting for me—knowing how far she’ll go to please me.
She’s my own personal fuck-toy virgin.
I’m going to train her so well.
She grasps my wrist and then opens that fuckable mouth of hers, sucking her juices from my fingers, bobbing her head up and down the same way she will on my cock.
“Good girl,” I growl, withdrawing my hand.
I turn for the door.
“Wait, you’re leaving?” she asks.
I pause, glancing at her over my shoulder.
“I have business to attend to,” I tell her. “But we’ll be seeing each other again very soon.”
“When?” she asks.
“Look at you,” I smirk. “Already so needy. We’ll see each other whenever I want us to. Don’t forget who’s in charge here, Kimberly. And don’t forget who you belong to now. That means no looking at other men. No flirting with them. No anything with them.”
“I don’t want anybody else,” she says, a shocked quiver in her voice, as though she’s still struggling to believe that this is all happening.
She better get used to it quickly.
I don’t know what I’d do if another man touched her.
All I know is it’d be bloody and violent.
“What size clothes are you, Kimberly?” I ask when a thought occurs to me.
“What?” she whimpers.
“You heard,” I say.
She bites her lip, hugging her arms across herself. I don’t understand the sudden anxiety that has caused her features to warp and contort.
“I want to send you some clothes for our date,” I tell her. “So I need to know your size.”
“Oh,” she says. “A date? That sounds nice.”
“So … your size. You shoe size and your bra size, too.”
She lets out a breathy moan, and then she tells me all three. I nod, memorizing it, and then head for the door.
If I stay here a moment longer, I won’t be able to hold myself back.
I’ll fall upon her like a savage and bend her over the back of the couch, crushing my cock into her cream-wet pussy. I have to leave before I lose control.
A man in my position should never lose control.
“See you soon, Kimberly, and remember—”
“I’m yours,” she says, her smile quirking a little.
