Chapter 2

Spend the night with me and I will give you the money you need for your brother’s surgery,” Mr. Richard said. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his already hard cock.

I quickly pulled my hand from him and ran out of the room. Before I could run to the reception, my phone rang again. Doctor Gabriel. I hurriedly answered the call.

“Miss Annabel, your brother’s condition has worsened. We need to perform the operation as soon as possible or else your brother will die,” Doctor Gabriel said on the phone.

“No please, my brother cannot die, Doctor, please help me,” I begged him. But he had already ended the call, so I stood in the hallway crying. I won’t let my brother die, even if it means going back to Mr. Richard’s room. I turned back and walked back to Mr. Richard’s room. I raised my hand to knock on the door, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. Then I remembered what Doctor Gabriel had said on the phone. My brother’s life depends on this now. I straightened my clothes and knocked on the door. Mr. Richard opened the door as if he knew I would come back.

“Come inside, pretty,” he said, smiling. He was tying only a towel around his waist.

I walked in quietly. “I’m ready to do it.”

“Good girl,” Mr. Richard said, smiling as he loosened his towel. It fell to the ground, revealing his cock.

“Please take it easy with me, it’s my first time,” I said.

“Your first time, huh?” Mr. Richard asked, surprise written all over his face.

“Yes, my first time,” I repeated.

“Alright, I will take it easy on you, but first pull off your shirt. I want to see you naked,” he said.

“Huh, do I really need to pull off my clothes?” I asked him nervously.

“I cannot fuck you with your clothes on, and besides, I need to see what I’m paying for,” he said.

I pulled off my skirt and my shirt, leaving only my underwear. “Satisfied?”

“Remove your pants and your bra. I want to see everything; nothing should be hidden.”

I gently removed everything on me and stood naked before him. “I’m doing this for my brother,” I said to myself, closing my eyes.

“Shit! Girl, you are fucking perfect!” Mr. Richard said, coming closer to me. “Open your eyes; you don’t want me to fuck you with your eyes closed,” he said.

“Just do whatever you want to do,” I said.

“No sweetheart, it doesn’t work like that. Open your eyes or the deal is off.”

No, this deal can’t be off; Daniel’s life depends on this. I opened my eyes and looked at him. His cock is so big; how will it fit into my virgin hole? I shivered at the thought.

“Get on your knees and suck my cock,” he said.

I knelt down, tied my hair into a bun, and grabbed his cock and started sucking on it. He started moaning out loudly.

“Oh…..fuck…shit. Yeah. Just like that,” he said. He grabbed my hair and started thrusting faster. I almost gagged on his cock when he finally released my hair. I removed my mouth, gasping for air.

“Damn, your sucking game is top notch,” he said. But I ignored him and lowered my head shamefully. I wanted to cry, but I reminded myself that I need to be strong. I just have to complete what I started.

“Stand up, pretty,” he commanded.

I stood up with my face still facing the ground.

“Look at me and stop facing the floor,” he said, smiling. His eyes landed on my breasts. He licked his lips hungrily before grabbing my breasts with his two hands. He licked my nipples first before sucking on them, taking his time sucking on each breast hungrily. When he was finally done, he carried me and placed me onto the counter close to a large dressing mirror.

He placed me on top of it and spread my legs. His eyes widened as he looked at my pussy. He rubbed his hand over it excitedly.

“Shit, you have the prettiest and pinkest pussy I have ever seen,” he said. He brought his nose closer and smelled my pussy before diving his tongue inside. I held on to the counter tighter as he started sucking me. His tongue was moving up and down my clit. I sucked in a breath to avoid making noise. When I couldn’t bear the pleasure again, I grabbed his hair as his tongue continued working on my pussy. He raised his head and smiled at me. His face was covered with my juices.

“You like that?” He asked.

I did not respond. He slapped and pinched my nipple. I winced and turned my face to the other side.

“Kiss me, Annabel,” he said, turning my face back to face him.

I gave him a quick kiss on his lips. He laughed out a small laugh.

“Sweetheart, that’s not how you kiss, but that will do for now. I want to fuck you now,” he said, as he placed the tip of his cock to my entrance.

“Stop!”

“What happened? You don’t want the money anymore?” He asked, looking at my face.

“Condom, you are not wearing a condom!”

“Common, we don’t need a condom. I’m impotent; I can never impregnate a woman, so don’t worry, you are safe.”

I nodded. “Please take it easy; I have not done this before,” I pleaded with him.

Mr. Richard nodded, his eyes gleaming with anticipation as he positioned himself between my spread legs on the counter. The mirror behind me reflected our bodies, making everything feel even more exposed and intense. His cock was rock-hard and throbbing against my entrance, and I could feel the heat radiating from it. “Relax, pretty,” he murmured, his voice low and commanding. “I will go slow at first. That way it will be easier for you to adjust to my length.”

I bit my lip, trying to steady my breathing. My heart was pounding so fast in my chest. This was for Daniel, I reminded myself. My brother's life depended on this. Mr. Richard gripped his cock with one hand, guiding the thick head to my pussy lips. He rubbed it up and down my slit, teasing me, making me wetter despite my nerves. “Fuck, you're so tight already,” he groaned.

Then, he pushed forward gently. The tip of his cock pressed against my virgin pussy, stretching me just a little. I gasped, my hands clutching the edge of the counter. “Ahh... it hurts,” I whimpered, but he didn't stop. He pushed in deeper, inch by inch, his cock sliding into me. The pressure built, and suddenly, I felt a sharp sting, a tearing sensation as my hymen broke. I cried out, “Ohh! No, stop!” A trickle of blood mixed with my arousal, coating his cock as he sank further in. The pain was intense, like a burning fire, but he held still for a moment, letting me adjust.

“Blood... it's bleeding,” I panted, tears welling in my eyes as I looked down at where our bodies joined. His cock was halfway inside my pussy now, slick with my blood and juices.

“That's normal for a virgin,” he said, his voice husky. “Just breathe, sweetheart. The pain will turn to pleasure.”

He started to move slowly, pulling out a bit before thrusting back in. His cock was stretching my pussy walls. Each thrust sent waves of discomfort, but gradually, the pain subsided and was replaced by a strange fullness that made my body tingle.

I moaned involuntarily, “Ahh... mmm,” as he picked up the pace. His cock plunged deeper, hitting spots inside me that made sparks fly.

“Fuck, your pussy is gripping me so tight,” he growled, his hands on my hips, pulling me closer. The blood had smeared a little, but it didn't stop him; if anything, it seemed to excite him more.

He leaned down, capturing my mouth in a rough kiss, his tongue invading as his cock did the same to my pussy. I kissed him back hesitantly at first, but soon I was moaning into his mouth, “Ohh... yes...” The pleasure built, coiling in my belly. His thrusts grew harder, his cock slamming into my pussy with wet, slapping sounds.

“Take it, pretty. Take my cock in your virgin pussy.”

Suddenly, an orgasm crashed over me, unexpected and intense. My pussy clenched around his cock, waves of ecstasy pulsing through me. “Ahhh! Oh god, yes!” I screamed, my body shaking, and my juices flooding out around his shaft. He didn't stop; he was fucking me through it, his cock throbbing inside me.

“Good girl,” he panted, pulling out suddenly. My pussy felt empty, aching, but he flipped me over on the counter, bending me forward so I faced the mirror.

“Now, let's try this position. Ass up, face down.”

He spread my cheeks, admiring my pussy from behind, still glistening with blood and cum. Then he thrust back in, his cock filling me from a new angle, deeper than before.

“Ohh fuck! Your pussy feels even tighter like this,” he grunted, pounding into me. I watched in the mirror; my breasts were bouncing up and down, his cock disappearing into my pussy over and over. The sight turned me on more, and another moan escaped.

“Mmm... harder... ahh!” I moaned.

He reached around, rubbing my clit, sending me spiraling again. My second orgasm hit, my pussy spasming around his cock. “Yes! I'm cumming again! Ohhh!”

He pulled out once more, lifting me off the counter and carrying me to the bed.

“On your back now,” he commanded, laying me down and climbing on top. He hooked my legs over his shoulders, folding me in half, and plunged his cock back inside me. This position let him go even deeper, his balls slapping against me.

“Fuck, your pussy is milking my cock,” he said, thrusting wildly.

I was lost in it now; I had long forgotten the pain, replaced by pure pleasure. My nails were digging into his back as he pounded me relentlessly, and I felt another climax building again. My pussy tightened, squirting a little as I orgasmed, soaking the sheets.

Mr. Richard groaned, his thrusts erratic. “Shit, I'm close... take it all in your pussy.” With a final, deep thrust, he came, filling me with his hot cum. He collapsed on top of me, both of us panting. Afterwards, as he pulled out, his cum dripping from my pussy, I lay there tired as hell, my body tingling with aftershocks. Mr. Richard rolled off, grinning.

“That was incredible, pretty. Worth every penny.”

I ignored him and faced the other side of the bed.