Commissioning His Virgin by Jamie Knight (best e books to read .TXT) 📕

felt her fingers digging into my bare back. She arched her back, granting me enough room to thrust inside her pussy with more ease. Within a second, I was back at it, thrusting in and out of her, filling her pussy wholly. The tip of my member banging hard against the cervix of her no longer innocent pussy.

She started stiffening, her beautiful blue eyes rolling back in their sockets. Gina, my pretty little thing, was completely on fire, moaning, panting, not caring about a thing in the whole world.

I could feel her orgasm. Nothing was as beautiful as seeing her being herself, so consumed by the fire burning inside of her. She shuddered over and over, twitching her body around mine. The tip of my fully erect cock now hit the deepest part of her pussy somehow more amicably. Maybe due to how hard her pussy contracted, maybe because she was aroused and more relaxed.

I felt my body twitch. I knew I was ready to unload my seed. Gina tightly gripped my arm, but I was so carried away I wouldn’t stop, promising myself to stop only if I noticed that’s what she wanted, that wasn’t it. I went on and on, thrusting inside of her until I couldn’t anymore.

Pulling out of her pussy, I used my left hand, stroking myself to pleasure, cumming all over her belly.

“Oh my God, Elijah! That was the best sex I could ever have hoped for,” Gina said, looking into my eyes as I fell on my back beside her. A broad smile was mapped all over her face. The joy in her eyes was quite a scene. I felt numb, struggling to catch my breath, not finding the right words to speak.

“I must confess, I don’t know what to do now that I’m no longer a virgin. I can’t believe I’m no longer a virgin,” she giggled to herself in triumph.

“There’s still so much to try, baby,” I interrupted her in laughter, planting a kiss on her lips. “Do you fancy taking this party elsewhere?” I asked amidst our kiss. She shook her head in agreement, biting her lower lip.

I helped myself up, offered my hand to support her getting up. The canvas we had just painted during sex came into full view. It was the most beautiful piece of art in my art collection.

“This is my best piece yet,” I mumbled in admiration.

I grabbed Gina’s hand and led her to an elevator on the other side of the warehouse. We got inside and went up two stories before getting off. The look on her face as she walked into my private loft was priceless.

 

Epilogue - Elijah

“Wow, this place is exquisite. Do you live here?” Gina asked as her big blue eyes quickly scanned through the walls, admiring the works of art. A look of satisfaction and delight painted on her face. “I would kill to live in a place like this.”

She turned around, looked me in the eyes as the words flowed freely from her mouth. Her eyes shown brightly. Her face was glowing, beaming in joy. Her beauty overshadowed everything else in the loft. My body and soul were wrapped around her aura. My eyes were firmly fixed on her, taking in as much I could. I would probably relive and replay the events that unfolded this day for the rest of my life.

“This is my residential loft. I come here mostly to unwind, escape from my boring life. You know, schedules, more schedules, long busy days,” I answered as honestly as I could.

“I could live here, paint all day long. It’s so beautiful. I love it,” she remarked.

Gina was God-sent. Her presence suddenly shone a light on my life. Her presence gave my time meaning. Suddenly I had a purpose, something to look forward to after those long busy days I had become accustomed to.

Deep down in my heart, I made an unconscious decision to keep Gina around me. I had to. She was the only woman I could express myself to wholly without the fear of judgment or hesitation. Not that I cared so much about what other people thought of me, but I craved someone who’d look at me, see me for me. Gina was fast becoming an integral part of me. I must keep her, I must.

“Are you okay?” she asked amidst giggles and blushes.

It was then that I realized I had been staring at her vaguely, without uttering a word, buried deep inside my mind in thought. I scooped her in my arms and slowly headed for the bathroom. Her left hand tightly wrapped around my neck, held firmly by her right hand. Her head fell back on my right arm so that her long hair brushed against my right thigh as I took strides towards the bathroom. She was laughing loudly as a response to my tickles on her belly.

I put Gina down, grabbed her waist, and pulled her against my body. Pushing my lips into hers, I engaged her in a fervid kiss. Gina broke our kiss, but still, the taste of her lips remained, lingering on the tip of my tongue.

“Let’s wash off all this filth,” she remarked in finality.

I let out a soft sigh in agreement as my eyes met Gina’s body. She was as gorgeous as the moment I set my sights on her, her petite body so curvy and hot. I stared at her eyes before shifting my gaze along her chest on her breasts. I wanted to cup them in my hands, squeeze the pleasure out of them. My gaze moved down towards her smooth belly. My heart pulsated in my chest as I drank in the curves of her hips, her unblemished sexy thighs, tan legs, the mound above her treasured jewel.

Her beauty was captivating. Her body had an effect on me that I hadn’t felt before. Her soul kept calling on mine, pleading with me to taste her, to savor her essence, relish in her glory.