Lily of the Valley by Sarah Daltry Page B

this. If I invite her back to my room, she might panic when she realizes what we just did. If we stay here, the moment might be lost. I hope she can’t see how much I’m shaking right now.
    “Do you want another drink or do you wanna head back?” I ask her.
    She smiles as I button my pants and she rests her hand on my hip. “Can I stay with you tonight?”
    I sigh, the shaking getting worse. She deserves to be warned. “I’m going to fuck you hard all night if you do.”
    “That was the plan,” she replies, and they are the most beautiful words I have ever heard. I can’t get to my bike fast enough and the entire ride is full of anxiety. I won’t be happy until we’re in my room and she is naked underneath me. There are still so many things that could go wrong, but I try not to think about them.
    I lose myself in the smell of strawberries, now more intoxicating than ever.

 
    Chapter 10
     
    The walk back from the parking lot is agonizing. I am so fucking hard and Lily walks a foot in front of me, her ass gorgeous as she moves. I cannot wait to have her pants off, to bury myself deep inside her, to lose myself against her strawberry hair. I want to make her come, since she didn’t in the alley. It’s unacceptable and I won’t be satisfied until she screams my name tonight.
    When we make it to the lobby, we have to wait for the elevator and she won’t even look at me. She’s breathing fast and her breasts rise and fall in a way that makes me even more impatient. I take her hand when we make if off the elevator and lead her to my room. Shutting the door behind me, I rush her, dropping her shirt and pants to the floor within seconds.
    She is simply stunning. She looks at me, nervous and yet ready. I undress, my hands shaking because I can’t get to her fast enough. She falls to her knees to suck my dick, but I lift her back to her feet. I’m going to make this sweet little princess cry my name as I give her the best orgasm she’s ever had.
    “I don’t want your mouth. I want your cunt,” I tell her and I push her face first onto the bed. I reach between her legs and play with her pussy. Her legs tighten and she tries to pull me in deeper. I don’t want to wait, but I also want her to come back for more. I move against her, still finger fucking her, and I rest my cock against her ass. The tip of it brushes her wetness as I slide my fingers out and she moans.
    “Beg me for it, princess. Beg for my cock,” I say in her ear, pulling her hair to the side.
    I back away and she gasps.
    “Please.”
    “Scream it,” I instruct her as I turn on some music.
    She slips her own fingers in and out of her pussy. I can see the wetness on them as she pulls them out and I need it. I need to feel her warmth around me. I need to kiss those beautiful, soft tits. I need to have this girl do everything I’ve dreamed of her doing, but I love that she keeps saying my name and begging. She moves her other hand to her breasts and flicks the nipples, her eyes rolling back in her head as she continues to call out, “Jack.”
    “I can’t hear you,” I tease, my cock ready to pop.
    “Jack, fuck me. Fuck me so hard I forget what I’m doing.” The request echoes through the room and probably down the hall.
    “Oh, fuck, princess. Yes.”
    I flip her over and push her face down against the bed again, while she still stands against it. It’s only a moment before my cock is enveloped by the heat of her pussy. I can feel her starting to come. Maybe she isn’t the good girl I thought she was, but oh fuck, she is good. I pull on her hair and it’s rough and dirty and so fucking amazing. I definitely love this girl. I push harder into her until she can barely stand up.
    After she comes, I turn her around and stare into her eyes.
    “You’re not such a sweet, innocent princess, are you? No. You’re my dirty little whore.”
    “I am. Fuck me again,” she asks, just as I’d hoped.
    I move her to my desk, clearing the top, and