Anything He wants

It’s a romantic old Victorian, with a gigantic wraparound porch and balcony. The interior is just as lush as the outside, filled with highbrow furnishings and pricey art pieces. I’m in awe with every step, but Darren makes me feel right at home. We spend the afternoon hanging out and talking about everything. He tells me his hopes, I share my dreams. He gives me a secret, I share one, too. The age gap of nearly twenty years hardly enters my mind. I’ve always been an old soul, and Darren is the most gently commanding man I’ve ever met. He puts me at ease with his kindness, and he makes me feel safe with his power.

In the evening, we go into the kitchen to make a romantic dinner together. While we cook, we listen to Sinatra on his antique record player. We put a delicious chicken with potatoes and carrots into the oven to be slow-roasted. We pour glasses of wine and sip them while we laugh and kiss. Darren sweeps me into his arms and we slow dance, my cheek resting against his heart. I can’t stop smiling, and my soul is full of love.

“You know, I never expected this,” I whisper.

“What?” he murmurs, his lips against the top of my head.

“This feeling,” I answer, struggling to explain myself. “I know we just met, but I feel so connected with you. And you treat me so well.”

“You deserve it. I have the money to give you anything you need. I can give you a beautiful life, Nina. What good is a fortune without someone to spend it on?” he answers, nuzzling into my hair.

“I felt it from the very start,” I go on, pulling back to look in his dark eyes. “I know this is supposed to be a business transaction, but… I can’t help how I feel.”

“I feel the same way. You don’t have to hold back with me,” Darren growls.

“Not now, not ever,” I whisper back as I stand on tiptoe to kiss him.

He takes my hands in his and gazes into my eyes. I can feel the desire burning like a bonfire between us. I’m tingling all over just standing close to him.

“I want to give you the world,” he says fervently.

I bite my lip. “There’s something I want to give you, too,” I breathe.

We both know exactly what I’m talking about. My virginity. That prize I’ve been holding onto for all these twenty-two years, waiting for the right one, the right time. Now he’s here, and even if he wasn’t offering me an insane amount of money for it, I would be ready. Darren Wood is everything I want in this world, and I can’t wait any longer to make him mine.

He flicks his eyes over the stove clock, then back to me.

“That’ll roast for at least two hours,” Darren points out.

“We have time,” I mutter.

With that, Darren scoops me up into his arms. I let out a peal of surprised laughter as he damsel-carries me out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

“Where are we going?” I giggle.

“You’ll see,” he answers, pushing open a door at the end of a long hallway.

He sets me down gently as we step into the room I recognize from our nights on webcam together. It’s a small, lush personal library with shelves of books lining the walls up to the ceiling. There’s a big, stately leather armchair with a mahogany side table holding an antique lamp, an expensive fountain pen, and a stack of books recently combed through. The moon glows like a white crescent in the night sky out the wide window.

As I gaze out across the lawn, Darren walks up behind me and drapes his arms around me. He kisses my cheek and makes his way to my ear. His warm breath tickles my neck, making me giggle and shiver. Goosebumps spread across my skin as I turn to face him. Darren catches my face in both hands and leans in to kiss me deeply. His fingers gently brush through my fiery red hair. He unbuckles his belt and I slip off my dress.

It falls in a heap at my feet and Darren’s hands explore my bare breasts. He plays with my tits and teases my perky pink nipples until I’m squirming in his grip. Darren dips down to kiss me again, his lips trailing down my neck, over my collarbone and down to my breasts. He tugs my nipple between his lips and flicks his tongue over the sensitive tip. I arch my back and tilt my head back, my hair sweeping down my bare back. Darren holds me in his strong arms while I tug his shirt off to reveal his broad, powerful chest and sculpted abs. Despite being almost twenty years my senior, Darren is the sexiest, fittest man I’ve ever seen. I can hardly believe my eyes as my fingertips trace his abs and move downward. I unzip his jeans and he pulls them down, stepping out of them as he kisses me again. I peel off my panties.

Darren steps back to pull off his boxers and I lick my lips to see his massive cock standing hard and erect. Waiting for me. Darren takes my hands as he sits down in the leather armchair. He pulls me down into his lap so that I’m straddling him. His hands smooth down my back and grope my thick, bouncy ass. He gives it a loud, powerful smack that makes me moan with heady desire. I’m dripping wet already as I rub myself against his thick length. We rut together, just enjoying the friction between us as we kiss. “I’m ready,” I whisper to him. “Take me, Darren.” “Anything for you,” he murmurs back roughly.

He strokes his cock a few times and then positions the engorged head at my slick, achy hole. I hold my breath as he guides me down, letting me spear myself on his glorious cock. My mouth falls open in a gasp as he pushes into me inch by inch. My cunny twinges and clenches around his thickness, and I start to rut back and forth.

“Oh yes. So good, Nina,” he grunts.

“Oh my god,” I whimper. “It’s so big.”

“And you’re so wet for me, baby. So perfect,” Darren murmurs.

He braces my back with both strong arms while he leans forward to suck my nipples, his cock now pushing against that little barrier inside of me. It hurts in a deep, aching way, but it also feels unbelievably good. Like nothing I’ve felt before. I roll my hips, starting to ride him harder and faster. I’m moaning by the time he shoves through my hymen, and when his cock pounds into my g-spot, I see stars.

“Ohhh, Darren,” I pant breathlessly.

“That’s right, princess. Ride that cock for me,” he growls.

His hands rove down the narrow slope of my waist. He slips one hand down between us and I gasp at the sensation of his fingertips rubbing my clit. The combination of my stimulated bundle of nerve endings with the pounding pleasure deep inside of me makes me come within seconds. I cry out as my pussy gushes hot juices all over his fat cock.

“Just like that! So good, Nina,” he grunts.

I whimper, “I’m so wet.”

“You’re perfect. You feel so fucking good,” Darren growls.

“Your cock– fills me up– so good,” I choke out between pounding thrusts.

Darren is losing restraint now. He’s fucking me hard and fast, spearing into my virginal cunny again and again. I’m on top, but he’s in control. His large hands grip my rounded hips as he pumps up into me. I ride him harder, bouncing up and down on his glorious shaft. Darren holds me steady while I lose control, giving in to my own needs.

“Take what you need, baby. Come for me,” he encourages gruffly.

His fingers circle my clit in perfect rhythm with the beat of his thrusts. His cock pounds my cervix while my thighs start to tremble. I’m losing control all over again.

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“Me too, Nina. Don’t stop. I’m going to fill you up with my seed,” he growls.

“Oh yes! Please,” I beg, bouncing up and down on his cock.

Darren smacks my ass again, and the delicious sting of his hand pushes me over the edge.

“I’m coming!” I burst out.

“Oh fuck,” he groans. “That’s my girl!”

He seizes up, his hands tightening on my hips while his cock spurts hot, precious seed deep within my virginal, fertile womb. I feel every little explosion, every drop leaking into me deep inside. It feels so fucking satisfying, like I’m finally whole for the first time in my life. My come mingles with his, dripping onto the armchair as we hold each other through the afterglow. Darren strokes my hair as we come down, both panting and exhilarated.

“How do you feel?” Darren asks softly after a few minutes.

“Incredible. That was amazing,” I breathe.

He smiles and kisses my forehead. “Yes. Yes, it was.”

I grin. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt this happy.”

“I feel the same way,” he says. “I knew I was making the right choice when I messaged you. I could just feel it.”

“I’m so glad you did. I just wish you’d done it sooner. All that time, lurking but never saying a word…” I sigh.

He strokes my cheek with two curled fingers. “I had to be sure. And I am. You’re the one I’ve been waiting for, Nina. You’re the one who shows me the true meaning of life.”

“And what is that?” I ask.

“Love,” Darren answers. “It’s love. All the way. Love is what put you in front of that webcam to begin with, and love is what will set you free. I can set you free. If you’ll let me.”

“Mr. Deep Pockets, I think it’s pretty clear by now that I’ll let you do just about anything you want with me,” I reply playfully.

“What about dinner?” he suggests.

He gestures vaguely toward the door, toward the delicious smell of roast chicken and vegetables wafting up from the kitchen downstairs. My stomach yowls. I nod vigorously. Darren laughs and helps me to my feet. He gives me a big, fluffy robe to wear. It swamps me, with the sleeves hanging off by a couple inches. Once we’re decent, we head down to the kitchen for a romantic, delectable first dinner together.

From that night on, it’s a balancing act between spending time at home with Grandma Doris and spending time with Darren. I’m only able to wait until after the third date to introduce him to my grandmother, and to my delight, the evening goes swimmingly. Grandma Doris is instantly enamored with my handsome, respectful, wealthy older beau. One time, she even makes an offhand comment about how if she was only “thirty years younger…”

We love spending time together, alone or with Grandma Doris. After a while, though, she tells me I need more freedom. More time for my own life, for my swiftly flourishing relationship with Darren. So he does something I never expected: he hires a wonderful, sweet, attentive live-in nurse to help look after Grandma. She gets to stay in her beloved home, I know she’s safe and taken care of, and Darren makes sure to take care of me. Which is a good thing, because it doesn’t take long for me to find out I’m pregnant! It’s the most incredible news I’ve ever received, and I can’t think of a better man to start a family with.

Darren is the most romantic, considerate man I’ve ever known. Not only does he spoil me with expensive gifts and luxurious trips all over the world, but he makes my heart sing. He loves me passionately and protects me like it’s his sole purpose.

For the first time in my life, I get to slow down and enjoy new things.

Like falling in love.

Like moving in with Darren.

Like waking up every morning to see his handsome face next to me on the pillow. Our world only gets brighter and happier day by day. My belly grows rounder and our hearts grow fuller.

From Naughty Nina to pampered princess, I have the love of my life to thank for saving me.

For loving me.

And finally, for setting me free.