Chapter 3
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Natalie,
Fuck! Now what?
I’m no virgin god, no, but that doesn’t mean I have spent my time f*****g whoever or whenever. And this s**t is too much for me.
This will be the first time I would even have s*x with someone older than me. I mean a more mature man.
Shit, I’m starting to panic right now, and this isn’t good for the sexy character I’m playing at the moment.
I looked up at Derek through my eyelashes, and he was staring down at me thoughtfully.
“Are you scared?”
He asked me gruffly, and I swallowed harshly don’t know if I should feel insulted or grateful that he didn’t pounce on me yet.
I shook my head, and he frowned at me and his right hand held my chin tightly and made me look up at him.
“Use your f*****g words, sweetheart.”
He growled softly and this time; I didn’t try to suppress the needy shudder that shook my whole body.
“NO.”
I croaked out the weak word and bit my lower lip in shame. What the f**k is wrong with me?
“You can leave if you want, but know this; if you chose to stay, you will take everything I have to give you.”
He let my chin go and then pushed me softly away, putting more distance between us.
And I breathed harshly when now I was able to see his completely erect c**k. Wow, how am I going to handle this?
He chuckled softly, then he just went to his king size bed and sat on it with his legs wide open and his little Derek standing proudly between them.
I looked at my clasped hands, then at the grey carpet, and made up my mind.
David, aka my father, didn’t raise a p***y. He taught me to never run away from any challenge and this is what I’m f*****g going to do right now.
So I put on my big girl’s panties metaphorically, of course, then swayed my hips as I walked to him.
Then I kneeled and walked on my hands and knees the rest of the small distance between us.
Derek’s eyes darkened, and I saw him clench the sheets harshly even his knuckles turned white.
The man was barely hanging on a thread and if I compared him to wild animals, which he looked like one right now, he will f*****g tear me apart any moment soon.
I stroked his toes, and feet, then up to his knees, then thighs. I stroked the inside of them, then lowered my head as I kept eye contact.
I kissed the head of this magnificent piece of meat and moaned when the salty taste erupted in my mouth.
I kissed one more time, then my tongue darted to lick the underside of it.
Derek closed his eyes and groaned harshly and goosebumps littered my body and I felt myself drench my legs.
This man’s groans, voice, and even the small noises he made were so rough, and it hit me right in the gut.
I held the base of his c**k in my hand and began to stroke it softly as I opened my lips and hollowed my mouth.
I sucked him inside and moaned when he hit the back of my throat. He was so big, I barely was able to breathe.
Derek opened his eyes suddenly, then he snarled in my face and his hand clutched my hair harshly in his grip.
“Put your hands behind your back and open your mouth.”
He ordered, and I did as I was told quickly, even though I was fighting myself and wanted to touch my aching p***y down there.
He closed his eyes again, then he began to thrust forcefully into my poor mouth.
And even though I have never had a gag reflex before, this time I felt like choking on that damn monstrosity.
I began to gasp for breath, my mouth was starting to hurt, and drool was dropping on my chin, then my neck and bare chest.
Derek let me go and I began to gasp for breath harshly when I felt the precious oxygen enter my lungs.
But the untamed beast of man didn’t give me the time to recover from this.
He just pulled me up, then pushed me to the bed with my face facing it. I was half hanging from the bed, half sleeping on it.
Then a loud scream pierced my lungs when he thrust inside of me.
It wasn’t because I felt pain, but the sudden thrust and how much his c**k stretched me was overwhelming.
He put one knee on the bed and his other leg supported him, and this was my only warning before he f****d me into oblivion.
The man wasn’t f*****g me or simply having s*x, no was punishing me for a sin I was bound to commit.
I braced myself on the bed when my surprise wore off, then I met him thrust for thrust.
I began to speak, scream and just say incoherent words and the evil savage man chuckled like a damn maniac.
Then he put his arm around my neck and pulled me back against him.
I was sitting on the bed with my knees wide apart and his damn punishing meat turning my insides into mush.
“YOU look like an experienced woman, but your p***y is sucking the damn life out of me. Your walls are like a damn iron grip that trying to suck me whole. You are not innocent, but you weren’t f****d by a man before, sweetheart. But tonight I will give you the best night of your life. I will ruin you for other men.”
Derek snarled in my ear, and I just couldn’t take it anymore. I just came so hard and for so long that I felt like dying.
I woke up when the sun’s harsh rays hit my face. Then I closed my eyes again and groaned. Who the f**k leaves the damn curtains open like this?
I opened my eyes again and tried to turn to the other side and when I couldn’t do just that; I frowned.
But when I saw the heavy meaty arm over my naked chest, I almost shrieked.
Shit, I have spent the night here, but who could f*****g blame me? The damn beast f****d me into oblivion, literary.
We used two condom packets and even when those were finished; he f****d me raw.
After that I just passed out, my poor body couldn’t take that much and just collapsed.
I took a deep breath, then pulled his arm away and slowly walked on my tip toes outside the room.
I collected my clothes quickly and then groaned because I can’t go outside like this, so I walked back inside the room and into the closet.
I found an old hoodie and a pair of brand new boxers and wore them, then ran outside the room and the penthouse entirely.
I went to our villa and sneaked inside and thanked god when I found that my father wasn’t back yet from his domestic business trip.
I took off my clothes and walked to my bathroom, but before turning on the shower, I looked at my reflection in the mirror.
Derek didn’t leave any marks on my body except for the print of his hand that was squeezing my neck.
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