Chapter 23

Picking her up, I carry her to the table and sit her down in one of the chairs. She lets her dress fall to the floor and looks up at me with eager, expectant eyes. I cup her sweet face, knowing I’ve never seen anything as beautiful as the sight of this sweet, young woman sitting naked at my dining room table with her knees spread wide.

She gives me a shy smile and reaches up hesitantly to the buttons of my shirt. With shaky fingers she starts to undo them, looking up at me to make sure it’s okay. I give her a wink and take off my suit jacket, tossing it onto the table beside us. When she’s unbuttoned my shirt, I slip that off as well and toss it aside. Her breath hitches as her eyes run over my bare chest. Her shaky fingers run over my pecs before traveling lower. She lets out a soft moan when they hit my abs, and I swear it’s like she’s never touched a man before.

She leans in and presses a kiss to my stomach and starts to undo my pants. I run my hands through her dark hair and watch as she runs her tongue over my abs. Suddenly desperate to have her mouth on me, I finish the work of undressing, and when I’m naked before her, she bites her bottom lip and widens her eyes in surprise. I look down at my fully hard cock that’s coated in precum and assume she’s just never seen a dick as big as mine.

I hook my finger under her chin and tilt her head up, forcing her eyes off my cock. I search my brain for any English words I can remember, but it’s hard since all my blood has been in my cock since the second I laid eyes on her.

“Okay?” I ask, since that’s pretty much a universal word and one of the few I can remember.

“Yes,” she says, and I’m thrilled that I’ve got enough brain cells left to remember that one.

The next word she says throws me for a real loop.

She points to herself and says, “Virgin.”

I know that sounds a hell of lot like the Italian word for virgin, as in a woman who’s never had sex, as in do I actually have a sweet, eager, untouched woman sitting before me? I’m so stunned I can’t speak. She assumes I have no idea what she’s saying, so she goes on. She points to her pussy, the sweet, bare pussy that just came against my mouth, and then points to my cock and says, “Virgin” again. Then she points to her mouth, and, dear god, she points to her ass, and says it again.

She’s completely untouched, and in that exact moment, she becomes completely mine, because there’s no way in fuck I’m ever letting another man lay his hands, or anything else, on her. The only cock she’s ever going to know is mine.

I force my brain to think, and the best I can do is come up with a choppy sentence that I hope she understands. “You want first?” I ask, pointing at myself and then fisting my cock before finally running my finger up her little virgin pussy.

She moans and says, “Yes,” and then adds, “Please,” which is so ludicrous I almost laugh. The idea that she’d need to beg me to fuck her is insane. I mean, I can’t wait until she’s begging me in Italian every day to fuck her, but her actually thinking she needs to in order to convince me is laughable.

I fist my cock, unable to resist stroking myself as I watch her look up at me with that eager, wild look in her eyes. She keeps her hands on my waist, dropping her eyes to my cock. When I rub the head of my cock over her hard nipple, coating her in my precum, she sucks in a breath and bites her bottom lip. I do the same to her other nipple, wanting to mark every single part of her body as mine. I want her covered in my cum and belonging only to me.

She surprises the hell out of me by cupping her tits, keeping her fingers spread so her wet nipples are poking out. She gives me a sexy grin before lowering her head and bringing her tit as close to her as she can before sticking her tongue out and running it over her glistening nipple.

“Holy fucking hell,” I groan in Italian, feeling like my cock is going to explode any second.

She flicks her tongue over her puckered flesh one last time before doing the same to the other. I watch her suck on her own tit, moaning at the taste of me and at the feel of her own mouth latched onto her tit as she spreads her knees wider, showing me that little virgin pussy. When she finally drops her tit, both her nipples are wet with her spit, and I’m more aroused than I’ve ever been in my life.

Seeing how close I am to losing control, she puts me out of my misery by leaning forward and wrapping those pouty lips around the head of my cock and sucking me in. I run my fingers through her silky, dark hair, fisting it and feeding her more of my cock. When she gags around me and looks up at me with tears in her eyes, I have to force myself to take it slow so I don’t scare the poor girl. It’s a lot of cock to take, especially for a virgin.

“Too much cock, little girl?” I ask, even though I know she doesn’t understand me. “Don’t worry, baby, you’re going to be deepthroating me in no time, and then I’m going to cum down that sweet little throat of yours and claim it, just like I’m going claim your pussy and ass.”

She lets out a moan at my words and runs her fingers over my balls, making me groan and fist her hair harder. It would be so easy to just give a hard thrust and shove my cock down her throat, but I don’t want to scare her, so I bring one hand down to her neck and give it a squeeze, winking at her when she looks up at me.