The Lonely Wolf

19

Veronica

I woke up at 5:30am took a quick shower and put on clothes, leaving my natural curls to air dry. I put on a skirt uniform and quickly set my bag by the door so that I could quickly grab it when I came back. Ten minutes until 6, I was outside the school and watching as a purple corvette pulled around at exactly 6am.

Orion steps out of the car. Instead of the rustic look from yesterday, he is wearing an expensive suit and his hair is slicked back. He is very handsome but looks like a completely different person. He tosses the keys at me.

“What is this?” I asked.

“A gift for my bride to be. You don’t like it?” he asked, sounding confused.

“No, I love it! Thank you, thank you, thank you!” I screeched out excitedly. “Am I going to learn to drive in this?” I asked.

“Of course, hop in,” he instructs. We barely managed to get out of the parking lot without hitting any of the cars and with a lot of breaking. He instructs me where to go. Nervously, I drove down the road with cars blowing and passing me by. We ended up at an abandoned shopping plaza. He instructed me to drive around, stopping at every stop sign.

“You’re getting much better at stopping. Tomorrow we will work on driving the speed limit. For now, I think it’s time to switch out so we can get you to school on time. Just put the car in park, and come on over here.”

I do as he says. He stood outside the car with the door open until I walked over.

“I know you have said thank you, but don’t think I could get a thank-you kiss before we get back to school?” he asked.

“Sure,” I said, expecting to give him a kiss on the cheek.

I walked k over to him. In one swoop, he lifts me up, sets me on the car, so my legs wrapped around him, and pushed his hips against me. He gently places his cheek against mine and slowly moves to align his mouth to mine, then with his lips he forces my mouth open to receive his tongue.

It definitely was not how I imagined my first kiss. I thought I would have one of those moments like in those romantic comedies, but he is going to be my husband, so I guess it was okay.

“This must have been your first kiss. It’s okay, you will learn how to do that too,” he says as he trails kisses down my neck and his hand moves to cradle my breast. “They said you were pure. I didn’t realize how pure. I can’t wait to introduce your body to pleasure beyond your imagination,” he said, grinding his manhood between my legs and on my sensitive area.

“Thank you for the car,” I said, looking at him as he gently kissed my lips again.

“You’re so sweet. Let me get you back to school before I’m no longer able to control myself.” He puts me down into the car. He closed the door, walked around to the other side of the car. He starts the engine but before driving away he grabs my hand, intertwined our fingers, kisses my fingers. He places my hand on this thigh, then uses it to stroke his manhood.

“Do you see what you do to me, my love? Here, keep rubbing just like that for me, little baby.” He unzips his pants and sticks my hand outside his boxers. I have never seen one before nonetheless touched one. It felt a lot different from what I imagined. Not knowing what else to do, I kept rubbing like he instructed until he pulled over onto the side of the road, rolled his head back, and I could feel the moisture from his pleasure.

“Good girl. That’s how I would like you to show your gratitude and I will keep you spoiled. Was that your first time touching a d**k?” he asked.

“Well like that. I’ve felt one before during my martial arts training. I don’t really hang with people at school. There have been guys that like me, but I have never done anything like this before,” I said, causing him to laugh.

“Well, I plan on showing you how it can bring you so much pleasure,” he said. Pulling my hand out his pants. And driving off.

On the way back we talked some, stopped at the drive-through to get breakfast before he dropped me off at school. He said he would be there after school to take me to some place special.

Our age difference was weird, but he seemed like a really nice guy, and I was really excited to be going on my first real date. After school, I showered, shaved my legs and changed into a pretty red off-shoulder sweater dress. I paired it with some cute black boots. I did my normal light makeup and was downstairs by 4:30 for my fiancé to pick me up.

“WOW, you look beautiful,” he said, opening the car door for me.

He gave me a single rose, and we drove into the city by the café I work at. I thought we were going to a restaurant, but we stopped at a luxury apartment complex. I followed him in and up to the penthouse.

“I figured I would make you dinner at your new home. There isn’t much as far as furniture. I figured you would like to do the decorating. Oh, that reminds me. Here.” He handed me a credit card. With the door open, he lifts me up in his arms. “I’m carrying you through the threshold,” he says, causing me to laugh.

“Oh wow, this is gorgeous,” I say, looking around.

He gently sets me down. I ran to the window to look out. You can see the whole area from here. Next, I go from room to room. One I planned on turning into a workout room, the other a guest suite and the master bedroom was as grand as it come with its own master bath attached.

“I just ask you to please pick out a California king bed for here, and I’d like to get our fair use of this hot tub.” He says, following me into the room.

“I love it all,“ I say, jumping up and wrapping my arms around his neck. It has been so long since I have had a place besides school to call home.

“Keep that up, and we won’t get dinner cooked. I love cooking but would love it if you would come cook with me,” he says, with pleading eyes.

We made the most delicious chicken with penne pasta. He talked me into drinking a few glasses of wine as we sat on a spread out blanket next to the lit fireplace and watched a movie on his ginormous-mounted TV, the only item he purchased himself for the apartment.

“You really do look beautiful. I’m sorry I didn’t take you out,” he said, looking down at my outfit.

“It’s okay. Dinner was better than what you can get at a restaurant.” I was a little bummed but it was okay.

He rubs the back of his hand on my face, then across my collarbone. Then he tilted my head so he could kiss me. This kiss was way better than the one earlier. It caused something to stir within me as he rubbed his hand down my dress. Over my breast. Squeezing my n*****s. Around my waists down my thigh. Between my legs. I tense up.

“I’m only trying to return the favor from earlier, sweetheart. Spread your legs a little more for me,” he whispered to my neck.

His kisses move down my neck and onto my collarbone as he rubs the sensitive areas between my legs. I feel the moisture beginning to form. He's causing butterflies to flutter in my stomach.

“Do you ever rub here yourself?” he asks. I shake my head.

“No? Let me show you what to do,” he says, lifting my dress over my hips. “Daddy’s going to need this off.”

I do as he says.

“Let me see those beautiful breasts. And take those panties off. Don't worry, I’ll make an appointment for you to get fully waxed tomorrow,” he says, looking at my now naked body.

He kisses me on the lips again, then begins trailing kisses down to suck on my n*****s as he rubs my pulsing bulb between my legs. “Give me your hand,” he says, spreading my legs wide open and taking my hand and moving it to do the massaging.

“Rub like this for Daddy,” he says as he watches me. He pulls off his pants and begins stroking his large manhood with his free hand. “You like how that feels?” he asks.

I nod.

“I know you're not ready to rupture that cherry yet. I just want to rub on y Come here baby.”

He positions me, so my naked bottom is sitting straddled over him and rubbing my moistened v****a on his p***s. He rocked me. The friction is beginning to cause a build-up in my core. I begin moving my hips and moaning with the pleasure he is causing. My body begins to shake, and I feel my core becoming undone.

He rolls me over so he is now over me and pulls my legs closed around his p***s and continues to thrust until he releases his fluid all over me. He kisses me and tells me to stay there for a moment.

Before long, he returns, scooping me up and taking me into our bathroom. The hot tub was almost filled. Once the water fills up enough for the jets, he steps into the tub and sets me on his lap.

He pulls me back to kiss me as he rubs the water over my chest, washing his fluid off of me. He spreads my legs and he rubs my hot spot. He inserts one finger inside the folds and slowly rubs his finger in a circle, slightly inserting in and out.

It's uncomfortable at first, but the pleasure builds inside and stimulates my hips to rock, wanting to be fed more. He reclines down into the water and lifts me slightly up on him. I feel him lift his firm manhood from under me, rubbing my opening in the place of his finger. It feels so good. I wind my hips mocking the motion he was doing with his hips.

"Oh GOD!" I’m moaning in pleasure, and before I know it, my core spasms. I feel an eruption like ever before.