Virgo (The Erotic Zodiac Book 4) (2 page)

V
incent hurried into the house
, his pants so tight he was afraid his dick would burst out, attempting to take matters into its own hands. He quickly went into the guest bedroom, which he often stayed in after late-night parties, and shut the door. He undid his shorts and sat down on the side of the bed with a plop.

"Holy fuck," he groaned, pulling out his dick. "That girl is fucking perfect."

His cock was thick and pulsed with need. He wrapped a hand around it and began to stroke quickly. Later, when he was in his own bed, he'd take his time. He'd unwrap each memory of her in that little bikini like it was a Christmas present. However, right then and there he just needed to get off as quickly as possible so he could clear his head and not act like a caveman around Adelina.

His breath turned ragged as he felt his balls tense. He was seconds away from coming, and he closed his eyes to concentrate on how sweetly she had smelled as he had pressed his hands against her sun-kissed skin.

The door sprang open.

Vincent stopped mid-stroke, his cock red and angry in his hand. His eyes popped open in pure terror, finding Adelina standing in the doorway, her blue eyes locked onto the pre-cum that was glittering on the tip of his dick.

"Oh my god," he stuttered, his heart sinking to the floor.

His mind desperately tried to make him stand up, to get his legs to work. However, his body was too confused to move an inch. The tension in his balls was making everything cloudy, and then terror had completely locked his muscles. He was stuck. Rock hard and with no way to hide it, he was utterly stuck.

Adelina took in the scene silently, and a small smile began to spread across her lips. Vincent didn't know what to make of the reaction. He had expected her to feel embarrassed, to run away, to feel as ashamed as he did. However, the blonde seemed to be enjoying it!

"I wondered why you rushed off," she said with a giggle, finally taking her eyes off his cock and gazing straight into his face. "I guess now I know."

"Adelina, I can explain," he started to say, finally managing to place both of his hands over his junk to try and hide his erection.

"Don't be embarrassed," she said, coming closer. "I do it too. Every time I see you, I have to rush off to my room for some ‘alone time.’ You should have seen me after brunch on Sunday." She was standing right in front of him now, her legs pressed against his knees. "I came three times that day, thinking about you."

Vincent's mind couldn't begin to compute this information. Beautiful Adelina touched herself while thinking about him? Was it possible for something so perfect to happen to him? The idea was making it hard to control the dark urges he had kept locked away for so long.

She had no idea what a powerful beast she was teasing.

"Adelina, be careful what you say" he growled out, looking into her eyes for a sign of deception.

Instead, all he saw was fiery lust - the same that was burning him up inside. Her passion was just as bright as his own, and he could see her need written all over her face.

His self control broke.

He stood up and wrapped his arms roughly around her waist. He pulled her close, his mouth sinking onto hers hungrily. He tried to tell himself to be gentle, but all he could do was be greedy. Her lips opened for him with a gasp, and his tongue quickly found hers. They melted together, kissing urgently and hotly.

His hands roamed her body, taking in every inch of her. He squeezed her ass, pulling her tight against his crotch, making her moan. Then he ran his hands up her back, playing with the ties on her bikini top. He touched everywhere he could, and yet it was still not enough.

They broke away, and he looked down at her sweet face, flushed with excitement. Her pussy was grinding into him, rubbing the fabric of her bikini bottom against his bare cock. She was even wetter and more eager than he had dared dream about in his fantasies.

"Have you been with anyone else?" he asked, brushing a stray strand of long blond hair from her face.

She shook her head. "I've been waiting for you. I wanted you to be my first."

Vincent picked her up roughly and threw her on the bed. She landed with a small plop, her legs falling open wide. He crawled on top of her, trailing kisses up her body until he reached her collarbone. He nuzzled the thin skin there, rubbing the roughness of his cheek stubble along it. The delicate bone made her feel vulnerable below him, and his cock throbbed at the idea.

"I'll be your last," he said, looking up into her blue eyes. "Do you understand that?"

She nodded, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him up for another long, passionate kiss. When they broke apart, she was panting, her breasts pushing against his chest. She smelled like sun tan lotion and lemons, her hair still wet from the pool. Vincent knew that he would never be able to smell citrus again without thinking of that moment.

He reached between them and pulled down her bikini bottoms roughly. Grabbing his cock, he carefully lined the thick rod up to her entrance. He braced himself, trying to keep most of his weight off of her, and then slowly pushed forward.

It felt like dipping into heaven.

Hot, warm, and so soft, her sweet center took his breath away. Knowing that he was the first man to be there, and by god would he be the last, only made it that more perfect. She was untouched, innocent, and allowing him to deflower her.

"Oh, Ade," he groaned as he pushed another inch inside of her.

There was a slight resistance as he pushed, and she squirmed from some pain. But through it all, she just looked up at him with trusting eyes.

"Keep going. I've needed this for so long," she whispered.

He bottomed out at last, his girth stretching her virgin lips open wide. He held himself there, wanting her to get comfortable with the new intrusion. Watching every breath she took, he waited for any signs of discomfort to leave her face. Only once she appeared to relax did he begin to slowly draw himself out.

Her pussy clutched him so tightly he had to use every ounce of energy to keep himself from losing control. There was no way he wanted this to be a quick pump and dump on his part. He wanted to take his time with her, to make sure she knew how amazing sex could feel.

Slowly he worked up speed, driving himself deeper with every thrust. His first strokes, so gentle he barely moved, were quickly building into powerful drives that sunk all the way to her core.

Below him, she put her hands above her head; her face flushed with excitement. Her breasts bounced in her tight top, and she was making soft moans. As they began to fuck harder, her eyes rolled back and she let herself go completely limp. Soft and pliable, her body was completely at his mercy.

He grabbed her legs and put a foot over each of his shoulders, opening her up further. Then he drove harder, his rutting now on the edge animalistic. Her hot walls clenching around him tighter than a fist was the best feeling he had ever enjoyed.

Knowing he was approaching the edge, he quickly reached between her legs and began to rub her sensitive button. Immediately, her hips jumped, and her eyes opened wide. Liking her reaction, he rubbed a little harder.

"Come for me, baby. I want to see that pretty face when it goes over the edge."

"I'm so close," she groaned, her hands now tightly clutching the covers next to her body. She was biting her lip, trying to keep herself from screaming too loud.

"Let it out. I want to hear how good this makes you feel. Don't be shy."

He pushed her legs forward slightly, almost folding her in half. He was now hitting as deep into her as he could, assaulting her cervix with the head of his cock. She threw her head back at the new sensation, a mixture of pleasure and pain written on her face.

Just when he felt like he couldn't hold on any longer, she peaked. Her toes curled, and her legs shook as she screamed out. He could feel her entire body clenching around him, attempting to suck him dry. The sensation was too much, and he lost control, emptying himself in the fiercest orgasm he had ever had.

He pumped wildly as he shot his load into her, his eyes ever on her face. He couldn't believe that it was happening, that he was laying his seed inside of the beautiful woman who had stolen not only his heart but his soul. She was his, and he was laying claim to her.

When he was at last spent, he let her legs fall from his shoulders, and he dropped down beside her. Taking her into his arms, he managed to pull half of the comforter on top of them, wrapping them in a little cocoon.

"Are you ok? It didn't hurt?" he asked, kissing her forehead tenderly.

"No, it just felt amazing," she sighed, looking up at him. "Did you like it?"

"Are you kidding me? That was the best moment of my life. I could live to be one hundred years old, and nothing could top the honor of being your first." He bent to kiss her, trying to prove with his mouth how much she meant to him. She responded in kind, and they soon found themselves breathless once again.

A thought shot into his head, and he pulled back. "Are you on birth control? I should have asked; I'm so sorry."

Adelina gave him a mischievous smile. "Would you mind if I got pregnant with your baby?"

The question surprised him, and he took a moment to collect his thoughts. Would he mind? In all honesty, he knew he wouldn't. If anything, he'd be parading her around town with her big swollen belly, letting everyone see that she was his, and he was hers. He'd be fucking proud to have his baby growing in her stomach. However, he also loved and cared about her future and didn't want to push her into anything she wasn't ready for.

"Ade, I would love you to have my child one day," he answered truthfully. "But I want you to be able to finish college and find your own way first."

She gave him a small peck on the lips. "Well, I am on birth control. But I like the idea of going off of it one day and letting you take me unprotected."

Vincent's cock quickly shot to life again at that admission. Just when he thought she couldn't turn him on more, she had to say something mind-blowingly sexy like that.

Adelina giggled as she felt his dick harden between their bodies. "Not tired yet?"

He growled and launched himself at her throat, kissing her soft skin savagely. "Not in the fucking least, Ade," he said, giving her a small love bite. "We're going to go all night."

A
bright ray
of morning light cut across the bed, hitting Vincent squarely in the face. He grumbled and shifted his body, trying to avoid the intrusion into his deep sleep. The movement made him rub against something unexpectedly soft. Half-asleep, he wiggled his hips, surprised to find someone nestled next to him.

His eyes popped open, and his heart leaped into his mouth.

"Holy shit, I didn't just dream it," he whispered, looking at Adelina's naked form next to his.

Her tanned, slender back was just barely concealed by her golden, straight hair, and all he could think about was nibbling on the tight skin. He lifted the covers slightly, looking down at her pert little ass, which was nestled against his cock in the most agonizingly delicious way.

"Holy fucking shit."

She stirred at the noise, stretching her hands up over her head and making a small mewing sound before rolling over to face him. His cock mourned the loss of her ass but was soon comforted by the site of her full, plump breasts coming into view. When he at last managed to drag his gaze away from their dark pink nipples, he was greeted by Adelina's bright smile.

"Enjoying the view?" she purred, running a hand down his arm.

No woman had ever affected him like she did. She was touching his elbow, possibly the least erotic spot on his body, and he could hardly keep himself from coming like a horny teenager. Her soft fingers lit up his cock like a goddamn Christmas tree, and he could barely see straight.

"You have no idea," he managed to growl out before grabbing her face roughly to pull her in for a kiss.

She tasted sweet with a hint of salt. He realized that the saltiness was probably from his cum, and his mind flashed back to the night before. Adelina on her knees in front of him, taking his cock deeply into her throat. Adelina moaning as his took her mouth's virginity, pouring his seed onto her waiting tongue. The thoughts drove him wild, and he deepened their kiss. His tongue wrestled with hers, and his hands roamed all over her tight body. She moaned into his mouth in response, pressing her tits tightly to his chest.

Knowing they were about to lose control, Vincent pulled back reluctantly. Adelina made a small gasp of protest and tried to snuggle closer again. However, with a superhuman surge of will, Vincent managed to keep himself from devouring her again.

"Adelina, god, what have we done?" he said throatily, looking into her sweet face.

She had been so innocent, so pure, the day before. Then he had ravished her, claiming her body as his own. The first needy moments of desire were now over, and a sinking feeling was entering his gut. Had he been wrong to claim her? Would she be ok knowing that she lost her virginity to her father's friend, a much older man? Was that really what a beautiful young girl like her wanted?

"What have we done? We've done what we've both wanted for so long," she replied, rolling her eyes like it was obvious. "We've been fucking each other's brains out."

"Language, young lady," he said, reaching down to tweak one of her nipples. Her mouth popped open in surprise, and once again Vincent had to chase away visions of his balls resting against her chin.

"Uncle V!" she pouted, wiggling away. "I can cuss if I want to. I'm in college, after all."

Vincent looked into her soft blue eyes and felt his heart crack open. "I know, sweetie. That's part of the problem. You are young and just learning about life, and I don't want you to look back on this with regret. Losing your virginity is a big deal, and I feel like I should have controlled myself."

Adelina's eyebrows scrunched together in confusion. "Are you saying that you regret yesterday?"

"No! God no. It was...perfect." He ran his thumb down her cheek, and gently began to play with her bottom lip, which was pushed out in a pouting position. "Ever since you've turned eighteen, I've been thinking about those long legs and the little treasure box that sits between them. You have no idea the amount of time I've spent wanking off after a Sunday brunch over here."

"Then why are you so worried?"

"I want to make sure this was everything you deserved. That you won't look back and wish you had saved yourself for some young stud muffin in college or anything."

Adelina rolled her eyes in that erotically aggravating way of hers. "Please, Uncle V. I am grown up and know exactly what I want." She put her hands on his shoulders and gently pushed him until he rolled over onto his back. She quickly straddled him, settling on his stomach, so his cock was rubbing against her ass. "And what I want is you. You are the only man I want to share myself with, and now that I've had you once, I intend to keep us moaning together until the day I die. And since you keep fighting this fact, maybe I need to prove it to you."

Vincent could only gape in wonder as the little vixen bent down and began to plant sweet kisses along his chest. She ran her hands along his dark chest hair, purring happily as she went. Her eager mouth quickly found his nipple and began to lick it playfully, her eyes locked onto his.

"That's good, babe," he said heavily, his body sinking further into the bed as he relaxed.

She used her teeth to gently graze his little nub, before running her tongue around it sweetly to take any sting away. Once she had properly teased one side, she kissed her way across his chest and began to torment the other. The sensation made Vincent's hips buck slightly.

"I need to be inside you," he said hoarsely, reaching up to grab her hips.

Adelina responded by sitting up and hovering her wet lips right over his cock. "Say it again," she whispered, holding herself just above him, where he could feel the heat of her sex radiating onto his straining cock.

"I need you. I need to sink myself so deep into you, I never come out."

She smiled sweetly at him and dropped her hips slowly, taking him in inch by inch. As her velvety embrace swallowed him whole, he could only gasp and stare into her sweet eyes.

He loved her. The realization hit him hard as they connected. He had lusted after her for months; that was true. But the way it felt to be inside her wasn't just animalistic need: it was home. She was the safe space for his heart to grow to its true potential.

Adelina began to rock her hips slowly, her eyes never straying from his. She drew out their passion, building up her pace in a crescendo that threatened to overwhelm them both completely.

As she rode him, her breasts bounced freely, and her long hair rippled in the morning light. She was magnificent, and Vincent could only clutch tighter to her hips, trying to pull himself ever deeper into her.

"Adelina," he gasped, feeling his cock beginning to throb in warning. He knew he was going to cross the line soon, and he wanted to make sure she was going to fall over the edge with him. "I'm so close."

Abruptly she pulled off of him, leaving his cock quivering in the air. She shook her head, giving him a naughty look. "Not so fast. I want you to take all of my virginities."

Vincent was desperately trying to hold back a frustrated scream, the orgasm that had been so tantalizingly close now slipping away. "What do you mean?"

"'I've given you my kitty and my mouth. There is only one more spot that no man has been. I want you to take it."

"You want me to take you...in your ass?" he asked, surprised by the bold request.

In response she moved further down the bed, getting on all fours. Her back was to him, and he was given a clear review of her soaking pussy and the tight little hole just above it. Looking over her shoulder, she winked at him and wiggled her rump in his direction.

"Please, Uncle V?" she purred out.

He got to his knees and settled behind her. Slapping her pert ass hard, he chastised her. "You shouldn't call me Uncle V anymore."

She gasped at the spank and wiggled her hips harder. "Why not?"

"Because it's very naughty." He slapped her again to make his point.

"I love being naughty, Uncle V."

Growling, he continued to spank her, making her entire ass red with his handprints. The more he punished the naughty nymph, the more she moaned and teased him with her tight little ass. Eventually, he couldn't take it anymore and roughly grabbed her hips.

There was no sweetness, just need. He sunk his dick, still slick from her pussy, into her little star. She mewed incoherently as he sunk inside, her final spot of innocence forced open by his thick cock. If there was a heaven on earth, he knew he had found it.

As he pounded into her, he grabbed her long hair and used it to pull her head backward. Her body was like a bow: taunt, arched and waiting for his command to fire. The sense of power was almost overwhelming - she had trusted her body, every single dark place and crevice, to him.

"Who owns this ass?" he said, pulling her hair tighter and making her cry out.

"You do, Vincent," she said, her arms giving out. "Fuck it, please."

She fell forward onto the bed, only managing to avoid face planting thanks to his hard grip on her hair. He wasn't about to let her get hurt, though. She was his, and he would keep her safe - that he knew with every inch of his heart.

He could feel his own release building, and there was no stopping it this time. He pounded into her harder, pushing his dick as deep into her tight cannel as he could. When he was all the way inside he came undone, emptying himself completely.

When he at last pulled out of her, his first thought was of Adelina's comfort. "Are you ok, sweetie? I'm sorry if that was too hard. I lost control there for a moment," he said tenderly, snuggling her into his arms.

She shook her head, sighing contently. "That was so hot. I might be a little sore tomorrow from my first time, but I don't feel bad at all."

"I'm glad you liked it, Ade." He gave her a tender kiss on the top of her head. "Should we get you in the shower and clean you up?"

"You'll take the shower with me?"

"Of course. I don't plan to let you out of my sight this entire week," he said firmly. And he meant it.