Saving Aurora

Chapter 12

Dexter

"Good girl.”

I watch as Aurora slowly, nervously, crawls up onto the bed,

displaying for me her beautiful curves and flashes of her bare

cunt. I grab my c**k, attempting to relieve some of the ache, but there is only

one thing that will help. And it’s hot, wet, tight, and right in front of me.

“Now lean back against the pillows,” I tell Aurora, walking over and grabbing a

nearby chair. I sit at the end of the bed where I have the best view.

I know Aurora wouldn’t have fought or put up a struggle if I had taken her

earlier. My c**k thinks, knows, I should have, and it’s beginning to wonder if I

am a masochist. But that would have seriously f****d, no pun intended, with my

plans for her. I want her completely persuaded that me f*****g her is in her best

interest. When we leave tomorrow, I want her addicted to pleasure and craving it

from my hands, my mouth, and my c**k. Pouncing on her now and mindlessly

fucking her would destroy anything my earlier seduction accomplished.

“Bend your legs and put your feet flat on the bed by your hips,” I tell her,

leaning forward and resting my forearms on my knees.

Aurora slowly does as she is told, already complying easily with my demands.

“Good. Now spread your knees and show me that virgin cunt.”

“Sir?” she asks, all the while doing as I commanded.

“As smooth and clean as it is waxed, I think you need a landing strip,” I

muse, shifting uncomfortably in my chair as I watch her puffy folds, still glistening with her arousal, come into view. All my c**k wants to do is thrust

itself inside and be surrounded by her wet warmth.

I draw in a deep breath, trying to relax. Otherwise, I won’t be able to last

long or ensure that Aurora comes. I need to make sure that she is completely ready

before I finally give into my urges.

“Reach down with one hand and spread your p***y open.”

“What?” she interrupts, sounding somewhat shocked.

“With the other hand, I want you to play with your c**t. You need to be nice

and wet before I f**k you, and you’re going to do all the work while I watch.”

“But, sir,” Aurora says nervously, running her hands along her thighs.

“I know you’ve done this before,” I tell her and watch as she bites her lip and

blushes slightly with embarrassment.

My princess may be a virgin, but from the little amount of time we’ve spent

together, I know she’s had pleasure before. No one would ignite and demand

release like Aurora does if she were clueless. “Show me how you get yourself off.”

Raising herself up on her elbows, she meets my eyes and whispers shyly, “I

don’t have any of my toys.”

Fuck. We’ll definitely be exploring that later.

“You’ll have to make do the old fashioned way,” I tell her, scooting my chair

closer.

Dropping back down onto the bed, she closes her eyes and slowly follows

my instructions, opening her pink folds and taking two fingers to stroke her clit

before squeezing it between them like an expert. Her breathing slows as she

relaxes.

“Now dip that finger into your hot cunt and use the wetness to stroke your

clit,” I guide her.

“Sir.” She moans as her breathing becomes more and more labored.

I can see the glistening of wetness surrounding her opening, and I ache to

taste her. Later.

“That’s it, Princess. Now let go of your labia and work your two fingers into

that hot wet channel of yours.” My own breathing is becoming hard as I watch

her slowly pleasure herself

“Sir?”

“In and out, don’t stop stroking that c**t. That’s it, Princess, get yourself

there,” I groan out as my persistent c**k begins to throb and my balls feel like

they’ll burst.

Fuck!

Watching her masturbate is not helping me relax.

How could I have ever thought it would?

Totally zoned in on the woman before me, enjoying the scene of her desire, I

almost lose track of my plan of getting Aurora to beg me to f**k her. I want her so

lost with desire that she’s begging me to take her.

“Stop,” I command.

“What?”

“Stop.”

“But.”

“I said stop.”

Standing up, I toss my towel onto the floor and crawl up the end of the bed.

“I’m taking over now,” I tell her, grabbing her hand and removing her

fingers, with a wet pop, from her sweet-smelling cunt. Lifting them to my

mouth, I suck them clean and groan with pleasure. “You do taste divine.”

Aurora is a sweetness I have never tasted before, and I plan on keeping her. No

matter what I have to do.

“Look at me,” I say, getting her to meet my eyes. “I think you’re ready to be

fucked now, don’t you?”

“Please, sir.” She grabs onto my arms and tries to pull me down onto her.

I move over her body, feeling the softness beneath me. Leaning down, I kiss

her gently, teasing her lips with my own. I want her mindless with wanting

before I claim what is already mine. Tomorrow, I don’t want there to be any

question that she asked, begged, me to f**k her.

Shifting my weight onto one arm, I thrust my tongue into Aurora's mouth as I

simultaneously press two fingers into her tight passage, stretching her open,

testing her readiness. Aurora lifts her hips into my hand, and I hum in satisfaction. I

slowly finger f**k her—tease her, feeling her slick burning cunt on my fingers.

Ending the kiss I lean down taking a n****e between my lips, I suck it deeply

onto the roof of my mouth and feel Auroras cunt squeezing my fingers in response.

Nipping at the hard bud, she gasps, and a rush of desire releases onto my already

wet fingers.

Kissing and nuzzling her neck I whisper, “Are you ready?”

“Yes.” She growls in frustration as her hips move against my hand, seeking

release. She grabs my body pulling me closer.

“Ask me to f**k you.”

“Would you please f**k me already,” my princess growls, smacking the side

of my ass.

Taking my impatient c**k, I place it at her entrance and push slowly in until

her burning warmth surrounds the tip.

“This might hurt, Princess,” I warn her. “But relax and think of all the times

I’ve made you come tonight.”

“Okay.” Aurora giggles nervously. I nuzzle her nose and then kiss her roughly

as I thrust fully into her cunt, making us both gasp and tighten our grip on one

another.

Fuck!

My entire body is shaking and sweating with the need for release. Somehow

I’m able to control my urge to pound mindlessly into her and seek my own

relief. This isn’t about me, but the woman I plan on having in my bed for the rest

of my life. I better make sure Aurora enjoys, craves it.

Pulling back slowly, Aurora groans turn into moans as I push my c**k slowly

back into her cunt. With a control I didn’t know I possessed, I steadily get her

used to the movements and rhythms of our f*****g—kissing and nipping at her

throat to distract her from any discomfort.

I groan with pleasure as she raises her legs and wraps them around my waist,

forcing my c**k in deeper.

“f**k, you’re a natural.”

“Sir,” she whimpers, arching her back and tightening her hold around my

neck.

Aurora’s cunt begins pulsing around my c**k as she gets closer to climax.

That’s it, Princess,” I say, palming one of her breasts and thumbing the

hardened n****e roughly. “Come for me.”

“Oh God,” she moans, thrusting her hips up into mine.

"Aurora,” I pant as her fingers dig into my side and the power of her orgasm

squeezes my c**k almost painfully.

With one final thrust, I feel the rush of my release as I explode, leaving me

breathless and spent.

Coming back to my body, I realize the thought to grab a condom, something

I am pretty fanatical about, had never crossed my mind. Through the mistakes of

others, I’ve learned a couple of things. One, you should always buy your own

condoms. And two, as sexy as it can be to have a woman slowly roll it down

your c**k squeezing as they go, you should always put it on yourself.

Tonight all of that went completely out of my head; not because I know the

establishment makes sure the girls are clean and I had a vasectomy last year, but

because Aurora is now mine. I don’t care what anyone says, including her, she is

mine. It doesn’t matter what games I have to play, or what I have to do—I am

fucking keeping her.

Every good businessman knows it is important to be flexible and seize

opportunities when they fall in your lap—literally. I had not planned on her, but

I can make the necessary adjustments. Aurora is now my future, whether she wants

to be or not. Now I only need to convince her, and this was a f*****g great start.