silk.
Speeding through downtown, I make the trip in half the time and leave my car with the doorman, giving him instructions to leave the stuff outside the penthouse door when he brings it up. Then I pick up Fern, who squeaks as I carry her inside, through the doors, and straight into the elevator, which is thankfully empty.
Once the door closes, blocking us from view, I lift her in my arms until her legs wrap around my hips then hold her to the wall, pulling her dress up around her waist. Growling when I see she doesn’t have any panties on, I dip my face closer to her and order, “You’re never to leave the house without panties, baby, unless you want me to beat your ass until it’s red and you can’t walk for a week.”
“I won’t do it again,” she promises, but I see a heat in her eyes that makes me wonder if the idea of me spanking her makes her hot.
Running two fingers through her folds, I find my answer then hold it up for her to see. “Looks like you want me to spank you,” I tell her, flicking my tongue over my fingers and tasting the sweetest ambrosia I’ve ever had the pleasure of eating.
“I don’t.” She shakes her head, twisting her hips against me, rocking her hot pussy over the length of my cock through my jeans.
Pulling my hand back, I spank her twice—not hard, but just enough to cause her eyes to flare. Then I dip my fingers back between her legs, finding even more liquid heat.
“Don’t lie to me,” I say as I slide my fingers into her, sawing them in and out, watching as her face softens and her head falls back. “You’re a greedy girl, aren’t you?
“No,” she denies while riding my fingers hard.
“You are,” I tell her, carrying her off the elevator when we arrive and walking her to the bedroom. “Lose the dress,” I command, pulling my shirt off quickly, not wanting to miss anything about this moment.
Her hands go to the bottom of her dress and she pulls it up slowly, showing her body inch by beautiful inch until she’s completely naked in front of me.
“On the bed, lie back, and spread your legs.”
Getting onto the bed, she crawls slowly, looking like the most erotic sight I have ever seen. Then, with the grace of a cat, she moves to her back and bends her legs at the knees, spreading them.
Unzipping my jeans and kicking them to the side, I palm myself, watching her eyes heat as they roam over me. Moving to the end of the bed, my eyes devour her and the way she looks spread out for me.
Placing my knees on the bed, I use my free hand to spread her legs wider then lean over her to lick away the juices that are dripping out of her. Hearing her moan and feeling her hands in my hair eggs me on as I work to make sure she’s ready to take me. I want her soft and drenched when I enter her the first time, and the best way to do that is to bring her to orgasm. I don’t want her thinking about the pain when I take her cherry.
Licking her, I use the fingers of one hand to spread her open then take my hand off my cock and roam my fingers up her inner thighs. Then, sinking into her, I fuck her with my fingers, dipping in and out of her over and over, purposely missing her g-spot while I focus all of my energy on her clit until I feel her pussy clamp down on me. I curl my fingers up and rub vigorously across the spot I know will have her screaming, until her orgasm erupts through her, soaking my face. Kissing her little clit one last time, I move up her body until I’m hovering over her, feeling the head of my cock brush against the sweetest heat it has ever felt.
“You’re mine, Fern, for eternity,” I tell her, adjusting and slowly sliding into her as her legs and arms wrap around me.
Pushing her hair away from her face, I pause when I feel the barrier of her innocence against the head of my cock. Locking my eyes with hers, I know this is what I have always wanted, something that is mine and only mine.
“How are you feeling?” I ask through gritted teeth as