“A while.”
“Longer than a year?” he asked, tormenting himself with her answer.
“Yes.”
“Longer than two?”
She nodded her head. Tears were glistening in her eyes. He stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers.
“I think that is wonderful, Prudence.”
“Why won’t you call me ‘Prue’?” she asked.
James chuckled. “Because everyone else calls you ‘Prue’. I love being the only one to use your full name. It makes you all mine.”
“I could get pregnant if you don’t use anything,” she said.
“I won’t mind if you don’t.”
He saw her gasp and the way she licked her lips. Prudence looked nervously at him. “I’m not ready for children.”
James leaned down, kissing her lips. She would taste her pu**y juice on his lips.
She didn’t pull away.
“I’ll use protection. I will always protect you.” James walked to his leather pants and pulled out the condom he always kept on him. He’d protect Prudence, but he didn’t want the latex between them. He wanted to feel her against him, to feel her na**d cunt wrapped tightly around his shaft. He knew he was going to hell.
How could feeling this way about another person be bad?
He didn’t know. James wanted her, and denying each other was hurting them.
James gave her the foil packet. “Put it on me.”
He watched the way her tits bounced as she sat up. He’d never look at his desk in the same way again. From this day forth, he’d sit at his desk and imagine her na**d and waiting to be f**ked by him.
She tore the foil with her teeth and then squeezed the tip before sliding the latex down his shaft.
Her fingers shook a little as she placed the condom over his dick. He knew in the way she was reacting, she’d not had a lot of experience with protecting herself against men.
He took her hand, kissing her fingers.
“Thank you,” he said.
James pressed a hand to her chest, pushing her back onto the desk. His c**k wasn’t getting any smaller. For the last month he’d been waiting to get inside her.
He ran the tip of his c**k through her slit.
“I’m going to f**k you, Prudence. I’m going to slide my c**k inside your tight little cunt and claim you as my own.”
“Yes, I want that.”
He eased the mushroomed tip of his c**k between her lips, feeling her pu**y tighten around the head.
“Relax and let me in, baby.”
She relaxed underneath him. Her body was becoming compliant against his cock.
Once the head was inside, he caught her hands with his own, holding her.
He looked down to where they were joined. His latex-covered c**k was just inside her tight little pu**y, and the visual was completely erotic to him.
“You look so beautiful taking my cock.”
She whimpered, staring up at him.
He held on tight to her hands and then slammed his whole length inside her wet cunt. She cried out. The sound of her screams grew louder. James closed his eyes feeling the utter rapture of her pu**y. She was tight and squeezed him tighter than his own fist. He gazed down to where they were joined. He couldn’t see anything but her pu**y lips and his pelvis pressed together. She’d taken him all the way inside.
“How are you?” he asked.
“Full, Sir.”
His title coming from her lips made his c**k jump inside her. She gasped.
“Say it again,” he said.
“Sir.”
“Who do you belong to?”
“You.”
Her words came without hesitation. James knew from this day forth, Prudence Star was his woman. She was his possession, and he would make sure that he owned every inch of her body. All of her cries of passion would be his. No one else would see the beauty she possessed.
“You are mine!” He pulled out of her body and slammed inside, taking great pleasure in hearing her scream.
“I’m yours, Sir.”
He slammed inside her, feeling her pu**y tighten around him with each of his thrusts. Her tits bounced as he f**ked her on his desk. Her fingers held onto his hands as he rode her body. It wasn’t enough. He didn’t feel like he could get deep enough inside her.
James let her hands go and grabbed her hips. He moved her legs up the length of his body as he slammed inside her pu**y, using his strength on her h*ps to pull her against him. She placed her hands on the edge of the desk letting him take control of her body. Prudence bit her lip as he thrust home claiming the woman beneath him as his. He’d never felt anything as primal as he did in that moment. The woman on his desk was the woman meant for him.
Nothing mattered to him, not her age or her sister. Prudence was his woman, and he’d spend the rest of his life proving to her how much he loved her.
He knew he couldn’t fight it anymore. He loved her and had from the first moment he met her. She was a beautiful woman. A woman he should never have.
“You are mine,” he said, again.
“Always, Sir. I’ve always been yours.”
And he knew it was true.
He thrust inside her and exploded into the condom. His orgasm came out of nowhere and went on and on. James stared into his woman’s eyes and knew he’d finally found the one who was supposed to be his.
His se**n was spent inside the condom. He wished he hadn’t worn the protection. She was all his, and no matter what happened, he’d make sure she was protected.
James caressed her stomach, wondering how she’d look swollen with his child. She’d look stunning; he knew that.
“No regrets,” she said.
He shook his head. “No regrets.”
Chapter Fourteen
She’d almost screamed out her love for him. Prue wanted him to know how she felt, but it was too soon. They’d only been together once, and she was nervous. He eased off her body, pulling away. She made to follow him, and he stopped her with a hand to her shoulder.
“Wait here,” he said.
He grabbed his leather pants from the floor and put his shirt back on. She watched him walk out of his office and saw the way he made sure she was protected.
Without him in the room, she felt exposed. Her own arousal trickled out of her pu**y.
Seconds later he came back with a cloth and bowl of warm water. He set the bowl on his chair. “Where did you get that?” she asked.
“I asked Jermaine for it and told him you wouldn’t be working behind the bar anymore.”
She frowned. “Where will I be?”