Page 7 of Controlled By the Virgo

Finding out her reason for why she tried to pickpocket me only endears her to me all the more. She wasn't just trying to steal from me out of any greedy sense of entitlement.

She's trying to take care of her ailing mother.

And I feel like a prick now for how I've been treating her. Yes, I wanted her close to me, but I've also been working her hard, demanding excellence and punishing her for her actions.

Truth is this woman has had my heart from the moment I laid eyes on her, and the thought that she could so carelessly steal from me hurt.

So, I've been fighting my attraction to her in favor of being a ruthless ass.

But no more. From now on I'm going to take care of her.

Valerie Moore ismine.

"Van," she whispers my name, and I detonate. Precum froths from my tip, and I suddenly can't kiss her enough.

I need to taste her, feast on her, and worship her beautiful body.

Her hands are in my hair now, and her body is writhing against mine.

I know she feels me if her little gasp is any indication.

In time, baby. But first I want to make you feel good.

I move down her body, slowly trailing kisses down her neck. Her skin is so sweet, so soft, so smooth. It's driving me absolutely insane.

Valerie goes still as I drop to my knees in front of her and lay her back against the floor.

I look up and she's watching me with innocent curiosity.

"Van, what are you doing?" she whispers.

I answer by sliding my hands up her thighs and stripping her pants and underwear off in one go.

Her pussy comes into view, and I can't help but stare.

I've jerked off plenty of times to the imagination of her naked body, but it's so much better than anything I could have imagined.

Her legs are long and slender even though she's no more than five-foot-four. Her tummy is flat, andChrist, that sweet pussy...it's glistening with juices like a delicate rosebud.

I lean forward, and she inhales sharply.

I press my lips against her warm, trembling flesh and then swirl my tongue against her clit.

She moans in surprise, and my cock hardens further at the knowledge that she didn't see that coming—which can only mean one thing.

She's a virgin.

She's mine and only mine. She'll only ever be mine. That knowledge is almost enough to make me nut on the spot.

I spread her lips wide and lick her from hole to clit, suddenly overcome with the urge to claim what'smine.

Motherfuckingmine.

She tastes like honey. I groan as I lap at her clit with my tongue.

She smells a little spicy, like vanilla and something else I can't name. Why in the hell does she smell good enough to eat?

I reach around her and spread her cheeks as I slide my tongue deep into her pussy.

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