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  Me, who always scoffed at my friends for losing their heads over some new flavor of the month now find myself in pretty much the same predicament. It didn’t matter though, for the first time I was excited to see where this thing might lead.

  He wasn’t here as yet when I walked in and I spent a few seconds wondering if I should order or wait for him to show up. In the end I decided I would look more sophisticated if I was sitting with a cup of coffee when he walked in.

  I decided against my usual morning muffin though since there was no way I could get anything past the lump that had taken up residence in my throat.

  4

  Damien

  I watched her walk into the little hole in the wall coffee shop from my place in the backseat of my car. If the smile on her face and the excited way she walked were any indication, my job was going to be easy. Not that I expected anything different. I’m well aware of my effect on the opposite sex.

  But since I don’t have all the time in the world to deal with this shit, the trick now is to get her into my bed before the week is out. “Did you get the plane ready?” I asked my guy Clyde who sat in the driver’s seat.

  “Everything’s set and our eyes on the father hasn’t shown any strange movements so he’s not aware that we’re here.” I didn’t expect him to. I was hoping that his arrogance would make him sleep on my true nature.

  “Sit tight, this won’t take long.” Sometimes I wonder at my cockiness, and the fact that other people fall for my bullshit in ways that I know I never would from anyone. If anyone even thought of pulling the shit on me that I pull on others I’d put one in their fucking head and keep it moving.

  But I’m not like most; I’ve known that since my early teens. That’s how I know I can pull this off regardless of any last minute blips of conscience that may prick me. If she’s lucky, she’ll look back on this experience as something dark that happened in her past. If she’s not, it will fuck with her head for the rest of her life.

  She looked up as I entered, as if she’d been watching the door for my appearance. I ignored the little buzz of excitement I felt at the smile she flashed me and made my way over to her. “Hello beautiful Ava, I see you’ve started without me. I’m not late am I?”

  I pretended to check my watch apologetically. “Oh no, no, you’re fine.” She hurried to reassure me as I stared into her eyes, knowing it discomfited her. I’d seen her reaction to my eyes, my smile and the dimples in my cheeks the day before and didn’t think twice about using them now.

  “I’ll go order then. May I get you another? I see you didn’t get your muffin as yet, should I remedy that?” She shook her head and rubbed her tummy giving away the fact that she was nervous. I was amazed at myself as I walked away.

  It’s been a while since I’ve had to turn on the charm to hide what I truly am. It felt almost like a game of cat and mouse and again I found myself fighting my conscience, which I didn’t even know I still had

  All it took was the memory of my dad and what had been done to him to clear that shit from my mind though. And by the time I grabbed my coffee and headed back to her I was back on even ground.

  We had what I call bullshit getting to know you conversation for the next ten minutes while I bided my time. I was well aware that I was working against the clock here, that the longer I hung around her the more I ran the risk of her father getting wind of it, so I had to turn up the heat.

  I knew she had plans to go away in the next few days, and was going to use that as a blind to get her away from here without anyone being the wiser. But how the fuck do I talk a nineteen-year old virgin into coming home with me on such short notice?

  It’s true, the women I usually fuck are more seasoned and not since my teens have I had this problem. But I’ve never met a pair of panties I couldn’t demolish once I put my mind to it and didn’t see why she should be any different.

  The fact that she wasn’t completely brain dead and that under different circumstances I might have found her somewhat appealing didn’t change my mind about the shit I was about to do to her.

  I couldn’t let it. I live by a certain creed. It’s nothing new, just an eye for an eye. And since her fuck of a dad had taken something, someone from me, there was no way I could live without paying that fuck back.

  So I smiled and nodded and pretended an interest in her words as all the while I was plotting in my head. “Is school over for the semester?” I dropped that question in the middle of one of her diatribes, stopping her mid-sentence.

  “It is yes, yesterday was the last day; why?” I kept my eyes on the wildly beating pulse in her throat. She could have no idea that I’d been sitting here studying her for the past half hour. That I knew at least three of her tells, or that she’d given herself away more than once.

  I could almost smell her excitement, could see it written plainly on her face. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but my business here is done, I’m leaving tomorrow, but I find I don’t want this to be the last time we meet.”

  She swallowed hard and tried to find refuge in the napkin she’d been busy tearing to shreds in her nervousness while we talked. “I…”

  “I know it’s a strange request, but I want to see you again. If I didn’t have my business to get back to I’d stay here a little longer, but…”

  I left that up to interpretation and watched her struggle with her own sense of self- preservation. See, I’m sure she knew it was wrong to take up with a man she’d only just met. But I’d spent the last half an hour putting on the charm, something I knew she was not sophisticated enough to withstand.

  “Where do you live exactly? You never said.” I told her the name of the town, knowing that she’d recognize it immediately.

  “You’re kidding, I grew up not too far from there.”

  “Really?” I leaned in putting my arms on the table with a look of shocked surprise. “What are the odds? You see, that cinches it; we were destined to meet.” Yeah Damien, because you planned it, you fuck!

  5

  Ava

  What am I doing? I can’t believe I’m doing this. This is so unlike me, but I can’t seem to help myself. I looked around the inside of his private jet as the captain announced take off in five minutes.

  I’m still not sure how we got here, though I suspect it has something to do with me losing my mind. There’s no other explanation for me making the decision to go with him.

  Except that the thought of not seeing him again had done something strange to me. When I thought of flying off to Europe in the next few days and not seeing him again, it had suddenly seemed like the most daunting thing.

  So in a moment of sheer madness, when he’d tentatively posed the question, I’d said yes. Now I find myself sitting across from him on his luxury jet, trying to convince myself that someone as sophisticated as he is with all his wealth, couldn’t possibly be an axe murderer.

  I know that’s no way to judge, but I’m trying to find anything to justify my hasty out of character behavior. Besides, I hadn’t had time to rethink my decision. From the moment I gave my consent he’d pounced.

  He’d followed me back to the condo to grab my bags that were already packed and haven’t left my side since. I’d given a moment’s thought to calling my dad but nixed it in the end. He wouldn’t approve I’m sure, and I find that I didn’t want to hear anything negative about my first real venture into adulthood.

  It’s the first time I’ve ever done anything this spontaneous, the first time I’ve stepped this far out of my comfort zone. Though people have this false impression of me because of my days on the pageant circuit, inside I’m a very reserved person.

  I find more comfort staying home with my nose buried in a book than hanging out with friends at the newest hotspot. So that’s why I’m having a hard time understanding what I’m doing here. It’s almost like an out of body experience.

  DAMIEN

  She’s nervous as hell, as she well should be, though she doesn’t know it yet. R
ight now I imagine she’s wondering what she’s doing here. I’d hoodwinked her so fast, so smoothly that she hadn’t had time to think.

  I imagine she’d spend the next few hours inflight second-guessing herself. I didn’t plan to let her do that shit though, not yet. Not until I’m ready to show my hand, to show her who I really am.

  So I set about putting her at ease, erasing any lingering doubts she might have from her mind. “Since you know where we’re going there’s no need for you to be this uncomfortable. Why don’t you call you dad and let him know where you’d be?”

  I made the offer knowing damn good and well that she wasn’t about to do that shit. If she’d had any intentions on taking that particular safety measure, she would’ve done it before we left her place.

  I could see though that my offer had the desired effect. Her shoulders relaxed and I could see that smile that I was coming to love playing around her lips. The fuck!

  Stop right there asshole! No loving smiles and all that other happy bullshit. She’s the job, not unlike any other that came before. She’s not the first person you’ve fucked over and things being what they are, she won’t be the last.

  You start going soft I’ll fuck your shit over until you no longer recognize yourself; dumb fuck! Usually that little pep talk would get me back on track, but I was amazed to find that this time it didn’t. In fact, I was finding it harder and harder to look away from her amazing face. Fuck!

  She started talking animatedly now that she was convinced I wasn’t the big bad wolf, and I just sat and watched, imagining what she was going to look like naked. Those tits alone were worth the grief she was going to give me the minute she finds out I’m a devious prick.

  “Ava!” Once again I interrupted her in the middle of one of her ramblings. She’s cute as hell but the girl does like to ramble. “Come here.” She stopped midsentence and stared at me before unbuckling her seatbelt and getting to her feet.

  I held my hand out to her and pulled her towards me when she took it, sitting her on my lap. I looked into her eyes with a finger beneath her chin as I drew her in close. I made it appear as if I were giving her the chance to pull away if she so chose, but I had no plans on letting go.

  I felt the jolt to my system as soon as my lips touched hers and fought not to pull back like a bitch. She was soft and warm, her lips pliant beneath mine. I pulled her in closer, teasing her lips gently with mine. “You’re so soft!”

  I wrapped my arms around her, feeling her pressed against me as I deepened the kiss. “Open for me little one.” I could feel the strong beat of her heart beneath my hand even as I sucked her tongue into my mouth.

  She kisses like a novice, like someone who’d never had a tongue in her mouth let alone a hard cock between her thighs. Mine jumped at the thoughts in my head and I was having a hard time getting the picture of her bent over with my twelve inches buried balls deep in her cunt out of my head.

  The kiss went on long enough for her to need to catch her breath and I was pleased to see that she didn’t want it to end any more than I did. I didn’t let her go and ignored the voice in my head that said I didn’t want to and probably couldn’t even if I did.

  “Are you really this innocent?” I played with her bottom lip, running my thumb along the inside before pushing it into her mouth. I doubt she realized that she instinctively started to suck. “I like it.”

  I covered the back of her head with my hand, holding her tenderly as I dove back into her lips. My cock was making his presence known and I doubt there was any way she wasn’t feeling that shit pressed hard into her ass.

  I thought she’d pull away, pull the virgin act, but instead she wrapped her arms around me and let me suck on her tongue while she pressed her hot ass down hard on my rod.

  6

  Ava

  I can’t believe I’m doing this. Can’t believe how uninhibited I’ve become in just a few short hours. In my mind I know I should pull away, get off his lap and most definitely stop rubbing myself against the hard lump I could feel pressing into the firm flesh of my ass through my jeans.

  But I didn’t want to, couldn’t make myself give up the taste of his lips, or the feel of his arms as they wrapped around me so lovingly. I’m afraid I was falling way too fast for this guy. He had all the right requirements to make me swoon.

  His looks, his wealth and now the way he kisses. It wasn’t long before my mind turned to more explicit things. Like imagining how it would feel to have him inside me.

  To feel myself filled to the brim with him. I had no doubt he’d fill me up. I could feel his unimaginable length beneath me after all. And feeling it as it grew even longer, harder, wondered what it would feel like to hold it in my hand.

  It’s because of him that I didn’t lose my virginity on a plane right then and there. He’s the one who called a halt to our tongue twisting. He who rested his forehead against mine as we both fought for our next breath. “Damn girl, you pack a punch.” His words were almost as stimulating as his kiss.

  DAMIEN

  I didn’t like it one fuck that I meant those words. When I’d pulled her down on my lap it was to overwhelm her, to take her mind off of worrying. I had no expectations one-way or the other, but maybe I should’ve.

  Seeing the way I’ve been acting when it comes to her, I should’ve known that would make me want. Her kiss, her innocent kiss, did something to me; some shit that fucked around with that area around my heart.

  I’d called a halt not because we needed to breathe this time, but because I was getting lost in her. When I held her like this, I wasn’t thinking about revenge or getting back at her fuck of an old man. Instead I wanted more of her, wanted her spread out on the sheets in my ocean of bed as I fucked my cock into her.

  Can I talk her into my kink? Of letting me tie her up and whip her? I’m sure I can. But surprisingly I find that I want more of this tenderness. Want to take my time and love her out of my system; even while I’m using her to exact vengeance on the man she calls dad.

  Luckily, before I could lose any more of myself, the captain called it and she had to go back to her seat and buckle in. I never took my eyes off of her. All part of my seduction with a heavy dose of calculation.

  I was well aware now that she has no resistance against me. That I could have her now if I wanted. My eyes went to the bedroom beyond the closed door. My guards were all up front while I chose to sit back here closer to the bed; just in case.

  She twitched in her seat under my stare and a devious smile crossed my face just as the captain announced we were free to move around. “Come” I helped her up from her seat after unbuckling her myself and lifted her in my arms.

  “Where are we going?” Her eyes were bright with heightened lust and her lips were swollen from my kiss. “You’ll see!” I kissed her nose as I reached around beneath her for the knob to the door.

  I laid her back on the bed and came down over her, not giving her a chance to object. She was too wrapped up in what we were doing so when I looked into her eyes, instead of fear I saw lust; lust mixed with innocence. What a fucking combination.

  I kissed her to get the look of her out of my head. Stupid I know, but it seemed plausible at the time. Only this time when she opened up her mouth and took my tongue, she also wrapped her legs around me.

  I got caught up in her, lost even as she rubbed her cunt against my already leaking cock. I pushed my hand beneath the soft tee she wore and up to her well-endowed tits. She didn’t object when I lifted it past her ribcage, didn’t say a peep when I pushed the cup of her bra aside.

  Her pink little nipple peeped out at me and I couldn’t resist lowering my head and sucking it between my teeth. I wanted to mark her, found the idea too damn appealing, but couldn’t help myself.

  I pressed my cock down hard against her cunt and bit into her sensitive flesh. She twitched and came beneath me. “Fuck it!” I pulled her shirt off over her head, baring all of her to my hungry eyes.

  In the back o
f my mind I had warning signals going off but that didn’t stop me from reaching for the zipper to her jeans after removing her bra. I licked my way down her chest to the waistline of her panties before moving on to down between her thighs.

  I inhaled her pussy’s heated scent, letting her know that I could smell her want and watched her blush as I licked her clit through the silk. In one last attempt to hold onto my senses and not give into what she was making me feel I made up my mind to fuck her here and now and make her do the begging.

  I kept up my slow torture on her clit, sucking her through her panties while holding her hips in my hands and looking up at her face. Her eyes were dilated and she damn near bit a hole in the lip that she had caught between her teeth.

  “Please….” At her first plea I had her panties halfway down her thighs. And by the time they were off her feet and on the floor I had my tongue in her snatch. Fuck she tasted good!

  I could feel the barrier of her hymen against my tongue, that’s how tight, and small she was inside. I’m going to have a hell of a time getting my cock to fit, but fuck if he wasn’t ready.

  I held her tight little ass in my hands as I feasted on what was arguably the best fucking pussy I’d ever ate. She has a taste all her own. Like her pussy was lined with some shit designed to keep men coming back before.

  That thought was followed hard on the heels by another. The thought of her sharing this with someone else. The wayward thought was not welcome and I pushed it ruthlessly away, now pissed the fuck off that she could even make me feel this way.

  I left off eating her enticing pussy and nipped my way up her body to her tits. Taking one in each hand I squeezed them together before licking and sucking them both.