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“Nope. Never. Not until this morning in your office. Mike took my virginity, but you were my first orgasm. You still get to be one of my firsts, Jackson. I think that means more to me in some ways than if you were the one to pop my cherry. I was never happy with him. He could never satisfy my needs. I have needs, too, you know. You’re not the only one. I just don’t think I have quite the appetite that you have for sex. But, after this morning, I have no doubt that I will crave you every second of the day.”
“You will develop your own appetite. I can assure you. We will have so much sex I would be shocked if you don’t turn into a sex-craved lunatic.” She laughs, and I continue, “Are you ready to see my apartment? Today is a day of firsts. You’re the first girl I ever brought home with me.”
“Really?” She seems surprised, as anyone would be.
What kind of grown man has never invited a woman to his house before? Or had a girlfriend?
“Yes. You will be the first girl to ever step foot into my place. All of this is new for me.”
“Are you freaked out?” She leans over the shifter to rub my inner thigh. “Because, if you are, I have ways to make you feel better.”
Grabbing her hand, I hold it over my growing erection. “I need your help with this. Be a good girl and show me one of those ways right now.”
“Don’t you want to go upstairs first?”
“No,” I say, pulling down my zipper. “I have urges. This is one of them. I want your lips wrapped around my cock right now.”
She does as I command once again. Like a good little whore, she listens. Now, she’s all mine.
I thread my fingers through her hair as she sucks me off, taking me to that point of ecstasy once again. And this time, I tell her how much I love her. Because I do. I mean it. Chloe and I were always supposed to be together. And we both know it.
After she’s done sucking my cock, she wipes her mouth, and I push up her skirt. “Take off your panties and get over here.” I hit the button on the side of my seat to move it back far enough for her to straddle me.
She glances around the vacant parking lot, searching for people. No one ever parks in this part of the lot, which is why I like it over here. I don’t have to deal with small talk or people, there are no meaningless conversations on my way to the elevator.
“Stop worrying, love,” I say, lifting a piece of hair out of her eyes to tuck it behind her ear. Then, I grab the back of her head so I can slip my tongue inside her mouth, holding onto her to deepen the kiss.
She grinds her soaking wet pussy against my cock, making me harder with each movement.
Breaking away from her lips, I whisper, “Are you on the pill?”
“Yes,” she hisses, rubbing her clit. “Jackson…please. Will you fuck me already?”
“You’re too impatient, love.” I want to play with her a little while longer, but I want this just as bad, if not more than she does. “Listen to me, Chloe.”
Her eyes open wide, waiting for me to finish.
“I want you to come for me, come all over my dick. Understand?”
She nods, and with my help, she positions herself onto my erection, coating my skin with her juices as she slides down, taking all of me at once.
“Jackson,” she cries out in pain. Chloe closes her eyes as she holds onto my shoulders and rides me, rides me fucking hard and fast, just the way I like it.
Once she finally opens her eyes, I grip her hips tight, watching as she comes undone for me. I love seeing her this vulnerable yet in control. For years, I had wondered what had happened to her, all while dreaming of this very moment. We always had a future together. Now, she’s mine. And I will never let her go.
Epilogue
Six Months Later
Chloe
Leaning back against the uncomfortable couch in Jackson’s office, I spread my legs wide enough for him to get a good look. He already knew I wasn’t wearing panties this morning when I left his apartment. In fact, he doesn’t allow me to wear underwear at all. Not unless it’s that time of the month.
He has rules. Lots and lots of rules. Like a good girl, I follow them. I have gotten used to the structure he needs in his life even though it had taken some time to get used to at first. Now, I’m his girlfriend and his dirty, little whore. His words—not mine. I don’t mind when he calls me his whore or when he spanks me so hard my ass cheeks sting for hours, sometimes days.
If that’s what it takes to keep him satisfied, he can beat me all he wants. The sex is incredible, the best I have ever had. And I have taken a liking to some of the kinker things he enjoys. Jackson takes me to places I’d never thought possible when I was with Mike. He makes my heart pound and my pulse speed up. Everything I was missing in my life I have with Jackson.
We have some minor issues. Like the fact, Jackson needs sex an unusual amount of time per day, to the point my pussy hurts and my legs shake so bad I can’t wear heels the next day to work. But I’m not complaining. Not even a little bit. I just know that some days will be rougher than others, because underneath it all, he still has an addiction. Now, he’s addicted to me.
