Chapter 120
Her eyes widened. “Yes.”
She was so innocent, so pure. I wanted to ruin her.
I pulled up her skirt, exposing her drenched panties. I yanked them down to her knees, groaning as I saw her glistening pussy.
Fuck. I wanted to fuck her.
She whimpered when I parted her folds, exposing her clit.
“Tell me again, Elena,” I rasped. “What do you want?”
“I want you to touch me,” she whispered. “Please.”
Her plea sent a rush of need through me. I pinched her clit, feeling her pulse against my finger. Her thighs trembled, her head falling back against my shoulder.
“Good girl,” I muttered. “You look good bent over like this, you know that?”
She shuddered.
I pumped my finger in and out of her, my cock throbbing at the thought of being inside her. “Have you ever been fucked, Elena?”
“N-no.” She panted. “Just my toys.”
I pushed a second finger inside her, stretching her walls. She whimpered, her pussy pulsing.
“Do you like it?” I growled.
She nodded.
I released her clit, fucking her with my fingers instead. She moaned, her legs shaking.
“Elena,” I warned. “I want you to come for me.”
She looked at me over her shoulder, her lips parted. “Okay.”
She clenched around me, and I knew she was close. I pulled my fingers out, ignoring her whimper of protest.
“What-”
“I said I wanted to see you come,” I growled, “but that doesn’t mean I’m going to make you do it.”
She stared at me, shocked. I spread her juices around her pussy, using her cream as lube as I fucked her with my fingers again.
Her walls were tight, and her pussy clutched around my fingers as if she wanted to keep them inside. I thought of how she would feel around my cock, how much tighter she would be.
I pinched her clit again, watching as her face twisted in pleasure. “You can come,” I grunted.
She sucked in a deep breath, then came apart for me. Her moans were beautiful, the way her body shook exquisite. She looked like she was going to collapse, so I held her up with my other hand on her hip.
“You look beautiful when you come.”
She trembled against me. I fucked her through her orgasm, making her spasm.
When she was done, I pulled out my fingers and lifted them to her mouth. “Lick them clean, Elena.”
Her eyes widened. She had never been told what to do like this before. She took my fingers in her mouth, licking them slowly.
Fuck. It made me want to come in my pants. I would have to fuck her soon. I couldn’t wait any longer.
I pulled away, leaving her dazed on the counter. Her panties were still around her knees. Her pussy was red and swollen, her juices dripping down her thighs.
“Mr. Black-”
“Call me Damian.”
“But-”
“Elena, I said call me Damian.” My voice was low and rough. “Are you going to do as you’re told?”
She nodded, licking her lips. “Y-yes, Damian.”
“Good girl.” I touched her face. “Make sure to lock the door next time, so no one walks in on us.”
“But-”
I covered her mouth with my hand, cutting her off. “No one is supposed to be awake at this hour. Do you understand? Or should I fire you?”
She nodded again, and I took my hand away. I straightened her panties and fixed her dress, pulling the hem down to her knees.
She looked up at me, her expression soft, her eyes cloudy with lust.
I had a feeling things were about to get out of control, and I didn’t know if I wanted to stop it. * * *
A maid in my home, serving me, cooking for me.
I was a fool for not firing her. I was a fool for breaking my own rules.
But I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to see her again.
I wanted to watch her come, to feel her clenching around my cock. I wanted to be rough with her, to make her submit to me.
The day was torture. My cock was hard for hours, and I had to keep adjusting myself whenever anyone came close. By the time the sun set, I was on edge.
Where the hell was she?
I walked past the kitchen, seeing the chef preparing dinner. He looked up at me. “Can I help you, sir?”
“Where’s Elena?” I demanded.
“She’s taking a break, sir. She’s supposed to be back any minute now.”
A break. Alone.
I left the kitchen, walking toward the east wing of the mansion. I knew where she would be-out in the garden.
I spotted her outside, sitting on a bench. Her dress was tight around her waist, her long legs crossed. She was staring at the sunset, a peaceful look on her face.
My cock hardened, and I almost groaned.
Fuck. She looked good, especially when she didn’t know I was looking.
She must have sensed me because she turned. Our gazes met.
Her cheeks flushed, her nipples hardening. “Damian.”
I walked up to her, cupping her face. “How long has it been?”
She hesitated. “A few hours.”
“Too long.”
I pulled down the straps of her dress, baring her tits. They were perky and round, her nipples tight buds. I groaned as I pinched them.
“Elena.” My voice was rough with desire. “Show me how you pleasure yourself.”
Her gaze dropped down my body. “W-where?”
I grabbed her hand and guided it to my cock. Her grip was light, hesitant.
I thrust into her palm, teaching her how I liked it. “Like that,” I growled. “Deeper.”
She moaned, moving her hand faster. My cock was so fucking hard. I needed to be inside her.
“Take off your panties.” My voice was harsh, demanding. “And bend over.”
She scrambled to her feet. She pulled down her panties, revealing her wet slit.
“Bend over.”
Her eyes were cloudy with lust as she bent over the bench. I cupped her ass, squeezing her flesh.
“Fuck,” I groaned. “Look how wet you are for me.”
She whimpered.
I flipped up her skirt. Her pussy was swollen, glistening. I couldn’t resist any more.
I pushed two fingers into her, watching as she clenched around me. She was tight, so fucking tight.
I fucked her harder, my thumb on her clit. She gasped as she came apart for me, her juices coating my fingers.
“Damian,” she gasped.
My balls were full, my cock pulsing. “You want me inside you?”
“Yes.”
I pulled out my fingers, then pushed them into her mouth. She licked them clean, watching me with wide eyes.
I guided my cock to her entrance, rubbing the tip against her clit. Her thighs trembled.
“Please,” she begged. “Fuck me.”
I grinned. “You know, I don’t usually beg.”
Her cheeks flushed. “But you’re begging for me now.”
Fuck, she had me there. I didn’t know what was happening to me, but I couldn’t deny it any longer.
She wanted me, and I needed her.
I gripped her hips and thrust in. Her cunt was like a vice around me, tight and hot. I had to force myself in, inch by inch.
Fuck, it felt so fucking good. I leaned over her, fisting her hair. “You feel that? I’m all the way inside you now.”
She moaned. “Yes, Damian.”
I fucked her in earnest then. The sounds of our fucking echoed across the garden-the smack of flesh against flesh, her mewls of pleasure.
She tightened around me, her pussy squeezing my cock. “Oh god.”
I pinched her clit, watching as her body shook. “Come for me.”
“Damian-”
“You want to come?” My voice was harsh with need. “not now, I need more”
fuck was that. She had me going crazy.
I fucked her through her orgasm. Her legs shook, her pussy clenching around me. I pumped in and out of her until she was done. My balls were tight, my cock swollen.
I pulled her up, turning her around. Her face was flushed, her hair mussed. “Get on your knees.”