I moved here three years ago to help my grandma, the only family I have, well had. She died three months ago and I’m alone again. I got a part time job and moved into an apartment after selling her house. It was the only way her hospital bill could be paid, after taking care of everything I was able to keep a decent amount for myself.
I work a couple days a week as the receptionist at a doctors office. It’s good money but I really wouldn’t need it. I let the girls I work with believe that it’s a second job for me, I don’t want them to know that I’m actually loaded. I grew up fairly poor and bounced from house to house, my mother left when I was five and I never knew my father.
Last week I turned 22 a couple days ago and the girls are itching to go out and celebrate. I guess a night out wouldn’t hurt, maybe I’ll lose my V card. I’d prefer to be in a relationship, but I’ll do a one night stand.
I slip on a simple black dress and heels, my hair in soft curls down my back and simple makeup. I glance at myself in the mirror just as my Uber pulls up, I grab my small purse and head out the door.
The music is loud when I enter the club, why did I let them talk me into this? I look around before spotting the girls, “happy birthday Eve!” Morgan shouts handing me a drink.
“Thanks,” the drink is strong and I know it won’t take many. After a couple hours, a few drinks, and some dancing I’m tired. “I’m going home guys,” I stumble up to them, shouting over the music. I stumble outside and crawl into my Uber. Once home I strip and crawl into bed.
I can feel the sun hitting my face and I groan as I open my eyes. I see a man sitting in the chair across the room and I sit up. I don’t have a chair in my bedroom and who is this man?
He stalks up the side of the bed, “here,” he hands me some aspirin and a glass of water, “these will make you feel better.”
Cautiously I swing my legs over the bed and take them, throwing them down my throat and drinking all of the water. “Who are you and where am I?” My voice is hoarse and shaky, I remember crawling into my own bed. Alone. I don’t know where I am.
He sits on the edge of the bed and I realize that he’s naked, “you really should be more careful who you let take home, and what you tell them on the way.”
I’m struggling to remember what happened but I can’t. “Wh what are you talking about?”
“I know how bad you want to loose your virginity. You want to know what it would feel like to be eaten out, suck a dick, and wonder about the different positions possible.”
Oh my god, did I tell him that? When? “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I lost my virginity years ago,” I try to get up, but he stops me. “Let me go.”
“You belong to me now and I’m going to teach you everything you’ve ever wondered about and then some,” he pushes his dick into my lips, “now open wide.” I refuse. He pinched my nipple causing me to scream and he shoves his dick into my mouth. “Don’t bite,” he glides back and forth, “suck. Like it’s a lollipop,” he moves his hips back and forth and I lightly suck. “Harder. Use your tongue,” he instructs and being scared, I comply. “That’s it. Just like that,” he grabs my hair, pushing my head forward to meet his thrusts, “your mouth feels so good. I can’t wait to find out what your pussy feels like.”
I can feel the tears run down my checks, he pulls my head back and pushes me on the bed and I curl into a ball. He pulls my legs down and rolls me onto my back, “please leave me alone,” I cry.
“You’re going to like this, trust me,” I can feel his hot breathe on my core. He pins my hips down, “relax.” He sucks on core and slowly glides a finger inside, slowly pumping it before adding another finger. I wince in pain as a third finger enters. “I have to get you ready for me,” he gets on his knees and begins pumping them harder. I can feel something building in the pit of my stomach and I moan lightly. “Let it go Eve, don’t fight it.”
I moan as I feel something explode in me, “I just..”
Laughing, “yes, you had an orgasm. One of many I’m going to give you tonight,” he continues to pump his fingers inside me, “just wait until you see what I can do with other parts of my body.” He shifts his weight and slowly begins to slide his dick into me and I jerk at the sudden pain, “just breathe through it,” he pushes further in, “it will stop soon.” He slowly advances himself until all of him is inside, he stops to give me time to adjust to him before he starts thrusting.
The pain is replaced by pleasure and before I know it I’m moaning and digging my nails into his back.
“God, you’re so tight,” grunting with his thrusts. I scream in pleasure as my orgasm hits me. He thrusts hard and I can feel him releasing himself deep inside me. He collapsed next to me breathing heavy.
“Can I leave now?”
Kissing my check, “no, you’re not going anywhere. I told you, you’re mine now.”
“My family will notice I’m gone,” I lie.
Pulling me to him, “no they won’t. You don’t have any family left. Your grandmother was all you had and she died three months ago.”
How does he know that? “H..how do you know that?”
“I know a lot about you Evelyn.”
I look down and suddenly panic, “you didn’t wear a condom?” I may be a virgin but I do some things, he shakes his head, “I’m not on anything.” I need to get the morning after pill.
“I also know that,” he stands up pulling me with him.
“I don’t want to get pregnant,” I simply state as he pulls me behind him.
We enter the bathroom, he starts running a bath and lifts me onto the sink while it fills. “I don’t care if you get pregnant.” The tub fills up and he lowers me in, I hiss as the hot water covers my body, “the hot water will help with your pain,” he lowers himself behind me in the water.
“I’m serious, I don’t want to get pregnant,” repeating myself.
“Well, what if that’s what I want?” he rubs the luffa over my arms.
“Why would you want that?”
Continuing to wash my body, “because I want a family and I want it with you.”
“Why?” I feel I might be pushing my luck, but I don’t care. I mean I know absolutely nothing about him, not even his name. When he didn’t answer, I decided to ask another question, “who are you?”
“Isaiah,” he moves the luffa down and gently washes me. I can feel him twitching against my back. “Are you hungry?”
“No,” all I wanted to do was go back to bed and hope that all of this was a dream.
He lifts us out of the tub, dries me off and wraps the towel around before drying himself, “I’m starving and I know exactly what I want to eat.”
I walk back into the bedroom and look around for some clothes to put on, “do you want me to make you something?” I can cook and I love to.
He pushes me down onto the bed, “what I’m hungry for is right here,” crawling between my legs.
“Please I’m tired.”
“We’ll sleep later,” he spreads my legs wide and licks my core, sending shivers down my spine. Sucking on my clit before shoving his tongue inside me. “Fuck you taste good,” he dives in like I’m his favorite meal.
Whatever he’s doing with his tongue feels amazing, I can’t help but lace my fingers in his hair as sounds I’ve never heard escape my lips. Feeling it building, I try to push him away, “stop. I I’m going to go.” As if it was possible he pushes his face deeper in and an orgasm suddenly explodes out of me, “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. I love how you taste,” he flips me over and pushes me onto my knees. Before I can say anything he thrusts into me from behind. Gripping my hip tightly he begins to pull me back to meet his thrusts. “I love everything about you,” grunting as he thrusts hard and fast, “you’re so beautiful,” *grunt* “I want to stay buried deep inside you forever.” He grabs my hair, pulling me up to him, he turns my head and kissing me passionately.
He’s thrusting so hard I feel myself coming undone over and over again. One more hard, deep thrust and I feel him filling me again and I collapse onto the bed. “Please let me sleep now,” almost begging.
Rolling on his side and pulling me tight to him, he kisses my shoulder, “sleep.”
“Will you leave me alone now?” I know people have sex, but I didn’t know they do it this much in one night.
Chuckling, “for tonight yes, but I’m going to fuck you raw until I get a little bean in this womb of yours.”
I sigh, too tired to argue. I mean it does feel amazing and his tongue is magical, but I can already feel the soreness between my legs.
I close my eyes and drift off to sleep, “I love you Eve. You’re never leaving me,” he whispers.