His Nasty Little Pussy

The crowd had grown so much that I worried no one would be able to see that I needed help. I looked around frantically, trying to find someone to get this guy off me, but everyone was so focused on themselves. No one seemed to notice me, and I knew there was no way in hell the bouncer would ever be able to see me in the middle of this crowd, especially not with this idiot towering over me, hiding me from view.

I began to panic, struggling even more to get out of his grasp, but he only held me closer and laughed. The feel of his body against me made me want to vomit. The only man I ever wanted to touch me was Damian. Just the thought of him made me want to cry. I’d have given anything to have him by me now.

When I looked up and saw his green eyes blazing down at me, I thought at first I was imaging it, but then I saw him reach out and grab the guy holding me by the throat, and I knew I wasn’t dreaming when the man’s grip on me loosened and I was able to scoot away from his grasp. Damian looked back at me and yelled, “Are you okay? Did he hurt you?”

“I’m fine,” I said, my voice shaky and barely audible over the thumping of the music. “He just scared me. He wouldn’t let me go.”

Damian dropped his hand, but the rage in his eyes was almost palpable. I shrunk back from him even though I knew it wasn’t directed at me. I knew he would never hurt me. This guy wasn’t so lucky, though, and I almost laughed at the look of pure fear that washed over his face when he looked at Damian.

“Look, man, I didn’t know she was your girl,” he held up his hands as if surrendering.

“Well now you do,” Damian said before punching him so hard in the face that the guy landed on his ass. He looked up in shock with blood streaming from what looked like a very broken nose.

“Get the fuck out of my club and don’t ever come back.” Damian said. He turned to the bouncer who’d finally noticed something was up and said, “Get this fucking asshole out of my club.”

He turned his attention back to me, and I had to fight to keep from squirming under that intense glare. When he saw the twenty still stuffed in my waistband, he let out a growl and ripped it out, crumpling it before throwing it on the ground. In one swift movement, he lifted me up, hiking me over his shoulder with his arm across my ass, holding me in place. He carried me across the dance floor and toward his office while everyone pointed and laughed at me. The only thing that made it bearable was the fact that I got an up close and personal view of his perfect ass.

He slammed the door to his office shut as soon as we entered, and as soon as I said, “Damian, I..” I was silenced by a loud smack to my ass.

Before I could even process what had happened, he said, “That spanking has been a long time coming, and one’s not the only one you’re getting.”

He set me down before him and took my face in his hands. “What the hell were you thinking, Emma?”

There was no anger in his tone, just worry and fear.

“What if I hadn’t shown up? I was looking all over for you, expecting you to be busing tables. I never thought you’d be out dancing. What if it had taken me fifteen more minutes to find you? What then?”

“I’m so sorry, Damian,” I said, letting the tears fall. “The dancers called in sick, and they needed someone to fill in. I volunteered to do it. I didn’t want your club to lose any business.”

“I don’t give a fuck about my club,” he said, wiping away my tears with his thumb. He pressed his forehead to mine. Even with the heels on, he was still several inches taller than me. I grabbed onto his wrists and leaned into him, breathing in the familiar scent of him. He pulled back and looked into my eyes. “I care about you, Emma.”

I smiled at his words, savoring the little jolt of pleasure that went through me at hearing them.

“Do you still want to be with me?” His stare was intense and unwavering. It sent heat straight to my pussy. I stepped closer, letting his erection dig into my tummy.

I met his eyes and said, “Yes.” It was the easiest question I’d ever been asked.

“Are you sure? Because there’s no going back, Emma. If you give yourself to me, then you give all of yourself to me.” He let his fingers slide down my neck and along my collar bone before gentle caressing the sides of my breasts. Goosebumps flared on my skin and shivers ran up and down my spine. “I don’t share, Emma. I’m possessive as fuck, and if you’re going to be mine, then there’s no way in hell I’m going to let you dress like this in front of others. If you’re mine, then you’re all mine. Do you understand?”Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

I nodded. “That’s all I’ve ever wanted, Damian.”

As soon as the words were out, his mouth was against mine, devouring me, claiming me. He showed me in his kiss how much he wanted me, how much I’d been driving him crazy, and how much he needed me. I opened myself to him, letting him suck, nibble, and probe every corner. He swallowed my moans as he stroked my tongue with his own, driving me mad with desire. I rubbed my pussy against him as best I could, needing to feel him closer.

When he finally pulled back, we were both panting, and I knew the raw desire in his eyes was mirrored in my own.

“Let’s get out of here,” he said, but I grabbed onto his hand, stopping him.

“Wait,” I said, nervously chewing on my bottom lip, “there’s something I’ve been dying to try.”

He quirked an eyebrow at me and waited. I pulled him to his office chair and sat him down before kneeling in front of him. A knowing glint lit up his eyes and the sound of his deep laugh had me giggling right along with him.

“I’ve never done this before,” I admitted, suddenly embarrassed.

I turned away from him, but he leaned down, cupping my chin, bringing my face back to his. “Don’t ever be embarrassed about being inexperienced. You have no idea how much it means to me that I’ll get to be a first at anything with you.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at his comment. “Damian, you’re my first at everything. Well,” I amended, “I did have one really lousy kiss once under

the bleachers, but you’ve already blown him out of the water.”

His eyes widened at what I’d said. “You’re a virgin?”