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Even so. “How old are you?” I don’t normally have scruples about anything, but underage girls aren’t my thing. I think pedophiles and people who abuse animals should get the death penalty.
“Twenty-three. When do I get my money?”
“When my cum is dripping from your pussy.” Or at least fills the condom I brought with me.
Her breath hitches and her eyes widen, but it’s not fear I see. She’s intrigued.
“You understand what’s happening here, right?” It would be just my luck if one of my enemies like Tiberius Abate or Giovanni Fiori would force a woman to sell herself to me and get me arrested for sexual assault.
I down my whisky at the thought of Abate and Fiori. It won’t be long now before those two fuckers are six feet under. They’re going to pay for killing my mother and little brother. Nothing they can do, including joining forces against me, will save them. I will crush them and everyone close to them.
She nods again. “Why do men like virgins?”
I pour another drink. “I suppose in history, it was to make sure the firstborn was actually the man’s kid.”
Her brows pull together.
“What. You think I’m not smart?”
“We’re not procreating, though. Don’t men like virgins for other reasons?”
Is she trying to delay the inevitable? “Tight pussies. Knowing they’re the first.” I shrug.
“Why did you buy me?”
Good question. “I like your tits. I want to see them. Take your clothes off.”
“What about my money?”
“I told you. You’ll have your money when I’m satisfied. Now take your clothes off,” I snap.
For a moment, she stares at me. Normally, I don’t tolerate obstinance or hesitation, but there’s something about her that prevents me from getting angry. Her eyes are an unusual brown… light like amber or my whisky. It makes me think of fire. Fire in a woman turns me on.
Finally, she undoes her dress, letting it drop in a pool around her shapely legs. Legs I imagine wrapped around my hips as I pump into her.
“Bra and panties too,” I tell her as I come around the bar toward her.
She complies and crosses her arms over her tits.
“Don’t do that. I want to see you.” I step up to her, slowly, to keep her calm. I reach into my glass, pulling out a cube of ice. I rub it over her pink nipple. Her breath hitches again, and she lets out a moan.
I let a slow smile spread. “You like that, eh?”
“It’s cold.”
I put the ice cube in my mouth and then take her nipple between my lips. I run the cube over it with my tongue. She lets out another moan and her hips rock. My virgin is turned on.
I pull away. “Where did you feel that?”
She looks at me in confusion. “My breast.”
“No. Not just there. Did you feel it here too?” I slide my fingers between her thighs, and holy hell, she’s sopping wet. “You did feel it there. Feels good, doesn’t it,cara mia?”
She bites her lip, and I get the feeling she thinks she shouldn’t enjoy it. Normally, I don’t care how much women enjoy sex, but tonight, she’s going to enjoy this. And I am too. Perhaps the appeal of a virgin is teaching and watching a woman come for the first time.
That thought makes me wonder if she’s ever touched herself. “Have you ever come?”
She looks at me blankly.
