Chapter 6

6

HARKER

I won’t lie to her, even though I should. She may be the daughter of my associate, but I can tell by the look of confusion on her face, that Zander Carlisle hasn’t told her a single thing about how we operate.

Perhaps it’s for the best.

She’s young, na?ve, and doesn’t understand the normal world. Stepping into ours is an entirely different ball game, and it should be approached with a certain level of caution. Hell, maybe it’s the only good thing he’s done as a father. Saved her soul and sanity from the hardships of our criminal empire. M y criminal empire.

I won’t play the same game. We’re both adults. I may be more seasoned, but I don’t have any special rights over her youth. If she wants answers, she’ll get them.

But now isn’t the time to ride on my high horse. Not while my tongue is fucking her mouth and she straddles my hips in pants so thin my dick could tear right through them and destroy her tight, virgin cunt.

“It’s certainly one way to start the morning.” Her hot breath tickles my lips.

We both know what’s going to happen, and no one’s going to stop me from taking what’s mine.

Penelope rotates her hips against my girth. She utters soft, sweet moans of absolute delight.

“You’re already dripping and I haven’t even touched you yet,” I say, tightening my grip on her ass and adjusting my lower half until my cock rides between her folds.

“It still feels so good.” She bucks her hips rhythmically against me.

“Trust me, my queen, we haven’t even started.” I glide one hand around her body, touching any exposed skin my fingers can on their way. The sensation tickles her, and she giggles between the intensifying groans.

I move my hand between our bodies, replacing the tip of my cock with a finger pressed against her clit. She digs her fingernails into my neck and forces her hips against my hand. A deep, low, hum rolls out from the back of her throat.

“This is the first time anyone’s ever touched you?” I press my finger tighter against the fabric of her shorts. One touch is enough to soak it through the material.

“Y-yes.”

I had to hear it again. I’m the fucker who’s going to take her virginity. Sully her womb with my seed. It isn’t enough to know it. My twisted mind thrives on it, and my throbbing erection tingles excitedly.

Her confirmation is so much more than just words. It’s the promise of being whisked away to the promised land with her on my lap.

I mimic the action I saw her make last night. Slow, gentle circles to start. Each rotation inspires another mewling howl as Penelope’s eyes roll to the back of her head and her head snaps up to the ceiling. My speed increases with her quickening breath. Her body rattles and shakes, and her breasts bounce wildly inside her shirt.

Fuck. Hold it together, Harker. Don’t embarrass yourself by blowing your load inside your pants. Last night’s grim display was already enough.

“Whatever you’re doing…” She stops between words to catch a short breath. “Don’t stop. Never stop.”

It’s driving me crazy. I’m so close to her pussy that one thrust of my hips will have me buried inside her, but I can’t. Not yet. She hasn’t experienced a man’s touch, and I want her to experience every blissful sensation before I claim her forever.

My body acts without my mind’s permission. With my hand still tucked between her legs, I lift us out of my seat. She’s so light, so easy to carry, but her shaking and rattling make keeping her up harder than anticipated.

She slips from my grip and drops to her feet, but without skipping a beat, she grabs my wrist in both her hands and pulls it back between her legs.

“What did I tell you?” She stares up at me with a hooded gaze. Her teeth sink into her lower lip.

“Your wish is my command.” But I don’t go straight back to touching.

First, I hook my fingers into the waistband of her shorts. Her eyes widen at the sensation, but she doesn’t stop me as I drop them to the floor. She takes a step back and trips against my desk. Two of the monitors fall to the floor, and as she falls, Penelope parts her legs with a giggle to give me a full view of her pink slit.

“Oopsie.” She pouts and presses her index finger to the corner of her lips. “I did something bad.”

“You did.” I’m so lost at the sight of her cunt, I can’t think straight. It’s glistening from her juices. Soaked and ready. I crumble to my knees and get a firm grip on her ankles to spread her legs. “And I have to punish you for it.”

“It’s what I deserve.” She leans further back on the desk to knock my last screen over. “Punish me. Teach me my lesson. Do whatever you have to.”

What the fuck is she doing to me? My strength comes from my independence. No ties and no boundaries. Yet every action she takes, every word she says, makes those beliefs burn out in a tailspin.

I pull her legs back, and her ass flies off the desk. I tuck the underside of her knees over my shoulders, pinning Penelope in place in front of me. Her hands reach for my hair, pulling at fistfuls of it.

Every slight movement I make inspires another labored breath from Penelope. I turn my head, and my morning stubble tickles her thigh, tearing a moan from her core. I kiss the soft meat, and her body jerks and wobbles.

“Take your shirt off,” I order against her thigh and kiss my way up.

Penelope nods. Her hands start dancing their way up her body while she pulls the shirt over her head. Her breasts bounce free from their confines, and she wastes no time groping them.

My eyes trail the length of her body while my lips reach the end of their journey. I can’t stand it. She’s perfect. Golden hair cascades down her shoulders. Her blue ocean eyes gaze at me longingly, desperately eager for what I’m about to do. Her tender hands, cupping the perfect mounds of her tits make my cock spasm.

And the sweet scent of her soaked cunt makes my mouth water.

I can’t hold back any longer. I shove my face between her legs, pressing the tip of my tongue against her engorged clit. She jolts forward, letting out a choked noise.

It’s hard to remember that every one of these experiences is unknown to her. Every touch is a new, orgasmic sensation all to itself.

The tip turns to the long pad of my tongue running along her slit and drinking in every drop of her sweet liquid. Her intoxicating scent doesn’t compare to her taste. She screams out, a hand returning to my head, and she can’t control her strength.

She yanks my hair, pulling my face tighter against her body. My tongue glides between her folds, getting ever closer to her hole. Her body jerks and spasms. Her legs rattle and squeeze around my shoulders.

“You’re so fucking delicious,” I mutter the words against Penelope’s pussy. Can she even hear it above the pleased noises escaping her?

It doesn’t matter. No more waiting. I steady my tongue and make it firm, before shoving it inside of her. Penelope jumps forward, wide eyes peering down at me with her lips in the shape of an ‘o’.

I hook my arm around her thigh and press my thumb against her swollen nub. I press against it firmly but start with slow, precise circles. Penelope’s entire body starts vibrating. Every muscle tightens, and her ass starts gliding around in the liquid she’s dripped onto my desk.

So. Fucking. Hot.

I start penetrating her harder with my tongue, and my thumb speeds up accordingly. Her body can’t choose between moaning, breathing, and choking on the sounds trying to break free from her chest.

“Ah, Harker, I-I’m…” She can’t get the words out, so I’ll say them for her.

“Yes, come for me. Come on my face. I want to feel it,” I stop to say before returning to my tongue fucking. My thumb moves faster, erratic, delivering whatever pleasure it can from my haphazard touch.

She jerks back and lets out a long, satisfied moan. Her chest bounces up and down with short huffs of air. Her body twists, her legs grip the sides of my head tightly, and finally with a long, drawn-out “Fuck”, Penelope reaches her climax. Her cunt explodes and releases a torrent of liquid into my mouth. I lap up every last drop.

As her orgasm comes to an end, she crumbles on the table. Her body goes limp and her breathing steadies.

“That was … you are…” She pauses, and a smile perks up her freckled cheeks. “Absolutely incredible.”

I get to my feet. My knees are wobbly and shaky, but I don’t stay on them long.

I watch Penelope trail a single finger across her belly and between her breasts, and I collapse on top of her. I press my lips against hers, giving her a taste of her delicious liquid still lingering on my lips.

“That, my queen, was only the beginning,” I say, pulling back to see the satisfied glint in her eyes. “What comes next” —I pause, basking in the glow of her delighted grin— “will rock your whole fucking world.”