Water's Wet Erotica (Seven Stories: Including Virgin to Vixen Series) (10 page)

From behind the crowd, I made reference to the painting he had just unveiled.

“How long did it take you to paint such an exquisite work of art?” I asked.

I saw his eyes squint as he peered into the audience, trying to see where the question had come from. “It took me
eighteen
months to finish.”

“Where do you paint your works of art?”

Again, I saw him search the crowd for the female
who
was inquiring.

“
I’m having trouble hearing you and seeing you.
Please, come forward, so I can address you directly,” he said.

I hesitated. I wanted him to squirm while he stood on that small stage and waited for me to make an appearance. When I stepped out in front of the first row, my head was down, and my gaze was glued to the ground. Under my breath, I made a statement as my head and eyes slowly moved up to look directly into his eyes.

“Mr. Shelby, your
abstract
painting resembles a young girl gripping a headboard while a man stands over her and spanks her ass brutally.”

The
disapproving murmur
sounds of shocked individuals behind me were almost music to my ears. But the priceless moment was Jake Shelby’s physical reaction to my
unexpected appearance. He glared at me and then into the crowd of his audience
and shook his head slightly, as if he could not believe what I had said in front of this crowd.
It took him seconds to regain his slighted composure. When he did, he used his wit to unleash his frustrated reaction.

“Only an amateur would see such simplicity in this work of art. Tell me
,
little girl, are you here for a high school project?”

I snickered and then tilted my head. I felt this desire to be on top. I wanted to leave him humiliated the same way
that
he
had
left me humiliated on my bed the last time he paid me a visit
in my home
.

“Simplicity is erotic, is it not
,
Mr. Shelby? I also know that you should learn to control your body language as you stand up on stage. Unclench your fists, smile at the crowd
,
and take the face fucking that I’m giving to you right now.”

I saw the red flash across his face. The crowd was mesmerized by the encounter that Mr. Shelby and I were experiencing together. They had been shocked to silence. I was marveling in the moment. But I knew not to overstay my welcome. I turned on both of my heels, lifted my skirt and flashed him my white, round ass and then walked through the crowd toward the front door.

My heart was racing out of control. I couldn’t hear the words that Mr. Shelby said to his guests because the beating of my heart was pounding in my ears.

The walk to the front door took forever. It felt like an endless hallway that kept getting longer and longer the closer I tried to get. I felt like running out of that place, but I wouldn’t give him the glory of hearing my boots click against the tile floor any faster than a steady walk. He would expect me to have confidence walking out of a situation like that. I was sure he would punish me if he witnessed that I lacked that confidence.

I was almost out the front door when my confidence was abruptly thwarted by the strong grip of his hand on my arm. As I foreseen in my head, he twirled me around and pinned me against the wall next to the door. His words were swift and calculated. His body language was cold and rigid. I had pushed the envelope, and now I would have to see what was inside
of it
. I was ready.

He applauded softly.
“Bravo,
lil
’
one.
That was quite a performance.
You managed to arouse me and cost me money at the same time. I never thought that you would pull something like that.
Not in a million years. I still can’t believe you did what you did. And how in the hell did you find me?
”

I tried to stay in character. I didn’t say anything except lift my head in defiance at the grip he had on my arm. Although his grip was not tight, he still had not let go of my arm
,
even while his muscular body was pressed rigidly against mine.

We were near the front door but off to the left in the shadows of the night. We could see customers scattering the gallery to discuss artwork. He didn’t keep me there long. Instead, with one arm around my waist and the other arm around my arm
,
he moved me through the shadows of the gallery toward a back door.

I had no idea what he had planned for me. I just knew that, at the end of it all, there would be another lesson that he would be sure to teach me and it would make me stronger as a person and a woman with desires. Jake said nothing else to me as he moved me into the back room. He put me in a closet, closed the door and locked it from the outside.

“I will only be a few minutes,” he whispered into the door as I guessed he was going back out to make one last appearance with his guests.

I sat down on a chair in the corner and waited for him impatiently. I needed to regroup my thoughts and try to stay one step ahead of this man. I knew that while he was away from me, he was doing the same thing. He was trying to figure out how I knew who he was and where to find him. He was plotting his next move in a new game of chess; the game where my queen had almost pounced
on
his king. He
had
sidestepped me this one time, but he was now on the defense while he plotted out his next move.

Minutes later
,
when he opened the door to the room
that
he had put me in, I saw the rawness of his face.
H
is expression
was a mixture of
anger and passion, frustration
,
and desire. I could see in his eyes that he knew I had leveled the playing field. He was going to have to maneuver in another direction. Then he shocked me.

He stormed over to me, grabbed the back of my head and pressed his lips against mine. He had kissed me with more enthusiasm than I had ever experienced. His lips intermingled with mine. His body pressed against my body as I backed up against the wall. He was passionately kissing me. He was pleased with me. He was pleased that I didn’t sit around and wait for him to find me
but
instead
,
I
had
found him. He was impressed with my bravery. It gave me the strength to stand up in front of strangers and verbally spank him for treating me with disrespect and leaving me unfulfilled.

“I can’t believe you found me,” he whispered against my lips. “You are bolder than I ever gave you credit for, my sweet Alina.”

“You left me unfulfilled that night in my bedroom. Why?”

“Because you expected to be pleasured and thought nothing of pleasuring me. I was teaching you a lesson.”

I laughed against his lips while he continued to kiss me passionately. “I guess I was
the one
teaching you a lesson tonight.”

“Yes, you did. You taught me to watch you more carefully in the future.”

His smile made me melt. He slid his hand under my short skirt and rubbed against my bare pussy.

“Someone shaved,” he stated while his lips found the side of my neck.

“I’m growing up, Jake.”

He stopped for a second, grunted and then continued to kiss my neck and stroke my soft lips between my legs. I moaned against his mouth.

“Make love to me,” I whispered.

“Are you sure?” I heard him say.

What did he mean was I sure? I wasn’t
surer
about anything in the world. I wanted Jake to be my first lover. He had already taken me in so many ways
,
physically and
mentally. I pulled away and gazed into his eyes. “What does that mean?”

“It means I want to make sure that there is not a doubt in your mind. I want to hear you submit to me
about
taking your virginity.”

“Take it, it’s yours,” I said as my mouth lightly brushed against his lips.

“I won’t stop at one time,
lil
’
one.”

“I would be disappointed if you did.”

“If you consent to giving me your virginity then you consent to being mine.”

“I was yours the second you whispered in my ear in the club.” I was breathless. I was ready to feel him deep inside of me. What was taking him so long? What was he afraid of? I needed to know. “Why do you fight your desire to
deflower
me?”

“Once your innocence is gone, you can’t get it back.
You will also be physically changed. There will be no barrier there, ever again. It will be gone.
”

“I don’t want it back. I want to know everything you know. I want to feel what it’s like to have raunchy sex.
Intercourse, Jake!
Stop denying me and teach me everything you know. Seduce me the way you did in the club that night.
But, this time, go all the way. I’m ready. Are you?
”

It was all I needed to say. He picked me up in his arms and walked with me into a room with a bed. The room was
dark, which made it hard to see what was in the room. But, I could tell that the room was used for those late nights when Jake didn’t want to go home.

His lips left mine only briefly as he removed his own clothing. While he removed mine, he stayed connected to me with his mouth on my lips and my neck. His mouth coddled mine with an intimacy I had never known. His tongue leapt into my mouth and played with my tongue.

He removed all my clothing. I had no urge to cover my body. I wanted to be fully exposed for him to look at me, touch me and play with everything my young flesh had to offer.

I reached down and felt his throbbing dick in my hands. I rubbed on it and gripped it tight. I stroked it while he positioned himself on top of me. I was nervous but ready. I heard myself take a deep breath preparing for him to thrust inside of me.

Instead, he let his fingers tantalize my clit as his middle finger slid down to my tight hole. He slowly pushed his finger inside of me.

“You’re
walls are
so tight,” he said against my lips.
His finger hit my hymen and stopped.

“It’s true,” he said. “You are.”

“Of course it’s true. I told you I was a virgin.”

“What were you doing in a sex club?” he asked.

“Looking for you,” I replied.

It was an odd sensation to feel his fin
g
er inside of me. A gush of juices lubricated inside and out of my sweet sensation while Jake used his thumb to help open me up. He had to prepare me to take his
nine-
inch, thick cock.

I felt him stretch me little by little. It was uncomfortable yet exciting. His fingers were thick and long. I moaned against him and pushed my hips up toward him
,
feeling a yearning for more. I wanted
something
bigger. I wanted
something
thicker. I wanted him inside of me.

Jake removed his wet fingers and brought them to his mouth. I watched him suck my juices off his middle finger. I wanted to know what I tasted like. Instinctively, I lifted my head and licked the base of his finger. Our tongues touched. He slid his hand from our mouths to my throat.

I felt a slight pressure of his fingers around my throat. I didn’t panic because I knew if Jake wanted to hurt me then he would have done it by now. I realized he was trying to distract me. He wanted to take my mind off the pain I was going to experience when he inserted himself inside of me.

I focused on both things. I closed my eyes and let myself feel his hand around my throat, and the head of his thick cock stretching my tight hole. My breathing was out of control, my body demanded to feel the pain and pleasure that he was being careful with.

My hole was tight around the head of his dick. The further he pushed himself inside of my tightness
,
the larger I felt myself stretch. The pain was excruciating. Jake must have
seen the look of pain on my face because his soft, sweet approach ended and he thrust himself deep inside of me.

I screamed out while he covered my mouth. I sounded like a wounded animal, and I felt the gush of blood that I had heard happens when the woman’s cherry has been popped.

“It will go away. The pain will leave, and you will feel pleasure.”

I heard him whisper this in my ear while his hand remained cupped over my mouth, and he continued to thrust deep inside of me. He didn’t stop when he heard me scream; instead, he pounded me harder and he moaned louder.

He was right though. Once the initial pain was gone
,
an immense pleasure washed over me. My pussy sucked on his dick as his thickness slid in and out of my tight hole. I couldn’t contain my moaning. I was in a state of bliss and on a cloud of ecstasy.