The Virgin and the Mob Boss

Chapter 6

Chapter Six

VITALY

I tuck my hands in my pockets as I look Pru up and down. “So let me get this straight. You think that when I said I was going to ruin you that I meant cutting off your body parts?”

She shrugs a shoulder and begins to look uncertain. “Yeah?”

“And because you didn’t put my toothbrush in the toilet, you think you should get to keep all your digits.”

“Well, yes?” Again, she answers like a question.

“Hmm.” I press my lips together as I let my eyes roam slowly over her body.

It doesn’t take long for her to fidget under my gaze, and I wonder if anyone has ever looked at her like I am. I’m well aware of what she’s doing to me, but I know she’s innocent. Her father would have kept his men far away from her. He would have made sure that she was pure for her wedding night. It’s just too bad she won’t be when I’m done with her.

“Take off your hoodie,” I tell her and then walk over to the window and yank open the black-out drapes. Sunlight pours across the room and lights up the dark space.

Last night I slept beside her and kept my hands to myself. I woke up early this morning and got ready for the day, but instead of going down to my office, I pulled a chair next to the bed. I watched her for a few hours while I worked, so it wasn’t like I was only staring at her. At least that's what I told myself.

Grabbing the chair from beside the bed, I turn it around to face her. I sit back and relax my elbows on the arms of the chair before I let out a long sigh. “Don’t make me repeat myself.”

Clearly I need to remind her that I’m the one in charge.

“But I don’t have anything under it,” she says and then watches as I clench my hand into a fist.

Now that the light is on her, I can see the blush of her cheeks. She’s shy, and the sight of it turns me on. I can’t remember the last time I got hard at the sight of a woman. If ever, really. But something about Pru puts me on edge. I can’t control my reactions to her, and I despise it. All while craving more.

I wait, refusing to back down, and eventually she realizes her position. She doesn’t have a choice. The power over her makes my cock throb, and I have to adjust myself.

Pru grabs the bottom of her hoodie and slowly raises it over her head. She tosses it to the ground unceremoniously, and I stare at every soft inch of her. She’s got on a simple cotton bra, and I wonder why she isn’t wearing expensive silk. She deserves to be draped in diamonds, and I make a mental note to buy her something pretty to wear.

She must feel the heat of my gaze because she doesn’t know what to do with her hands. At first, she tries to cross them over her chest, but all it does is push her tits up.

“Now the leggings,” I order. Bringing my hand to my mouth, I drag my finger across my bottom lip and try not to blink. I don’t want to miss anything.

She lets out a frustrated huff before shoving her leggings down and kicking them off next to her hoodie. I swallow hard when I see that her panties match her bra. It’s probably the least sexy thing she could ever put on, but I’ve never been more turned on.

Reaching between my legs, I have to adjust myself again. My cock is pushing painfully against my boxer briefs, but I have nowhere else for it to go. Pru’s eyes follow the movement, and I don’t miss how they widen. She knows I’m hard for her, and maybe now she’s understanding what I meant by ruining her.

“The bra,” I say, my voice so deep I can hardly form words.

“But—” She starts to protest, but I shake my head.

“If you refuse, I’ll take it off myself.” My fingers flex, and I imagine pulling the straps down her shoulders and her tits spilling out. Maybe I should be the one to do it after all.

Her cheeks burn as she reaches behind her and then slips the bra off her shoulders. This time I don’t ask her to take off her panties, I nod to them and wait.

When she’s got them off and she’s standing before me completely naked, I lick my lips, wishing I could taste her. Every soft inch of her is perfect. It’s like she was carved out of my fantasies and made just for me.

“Are you a virgin?” I ask, and her eyes snap to mine.

“Yes,” she says through clenched teeth.

“I’ll need proof.” I know that I’ve lost my mind, but I don’t care.

“What?” She looks genuinely confused.

“Get on the bed and spread your legs. I need to make sure you’re intact.” My heart is pounding in my ears as I stand from the chair. “If I intend to use you to get what I want, I need to know if you’ve been kept pure.”

“I promise I am. I’m not lying.”

I tilt my head to the side and pretend to question her. We both know she’s a virgin, but I can’t help myself. “I’m sorry, but this isn’t something I can take your word for.” She glances at the bedroom door. “It’s locked and bolted shut. No one is coming in here, and you’re not going anywhere.”

“But—”

“Are you refusing?” I say cooly and then remove my suit jacket. Once it’s off, she can see that I’m wearing my gun, and maybe it’s a reminder of last night.

She shakes her head before walking over to the bed and taking a seat.

“Lie back,” I tell her as I move closer. “Put your feet on the edge.”

My breath catches in my throat at the sight of her naked body on my bed. She props her feet on the edge of the bed, but she’s got her knees squeezed shut.

“Open them,” I order as my cock throbs in time with my heartbeat. Slowly her knees part, and she reveals the pink center between them. The curse that leaves me is almost silent. It’s like I’ve had the wind knocked out of me.

She doesn’t make a sound as I approach her, but her eyes are watching me with something like fear and uncertainty.

I put my hand on her knee, and it jerks at the touch. “Be still,” I tell her. “I’ll be gentle.”

Her eyes dart to the gun on my side and then back to me. Maybe she’s thinking I don’t know how to be gentle. To be fair, I’m not sure I do. But for this, I’ll do my best.

“Just breathe,” I say calmly as I slide my hand down the inside of her thigh. “This won’t hurt.”

My knuckles brush over the short curls on her pussy, and her eyes widen. When I part her lips, she sucks in a breath, but I don’t stop. The pad of my thumb rubs a small circle around her clit as my finger teases her opening. I can feel how hot and wet she is, no matter how much she wants to deny it.

As slowly as I can stand it, I push a finger into her cunt. Her little hole squeezes around it like she’s not used to an intrusion. She’s not because the second I’m inside her, I can feel her virginity. But I’m not ready for this to be over yet.

The whole time I’ve been circling her clit, and I can feel how wet it’s made her. When I look at her face, her eyes are squeezed shut like she’s fighting the pleasure. Oh, sweet Pru. It’s too late for that.

I gently thrust the finger inside her a little deeper, and as much as she doesn’t want to like it, she does. A soft moan escapes her as I press against her clit and then circle it some more. She’s dripping down my finger now, and I love how hot I’ve made her.

“Just a little more,” I say and use my other hand to push her thigh against the bed. It opens her wider, and she moans at the pressure.

A few more circles around her clit, and she’s gripping the sheet for control. Her back arches, and she sucks in a breath as the blush from her cheeks creeps down to her tits. I watch the hard little peaks turn a dark rosy red, and then she’s cumming.

When she cries out in pleasure, I shove two more fingers inside of her to pop her cherry hard and fast. Her eyes fly open and lock with mine as I thrust the fingers in and out. She’s so wet she’s made it easy, and despite the shock of them, she moans. She grips around them tighter as she keeps cumming, and I help her ride it out.

She falls back against the mattress limply, and I reluctantly slide my fingers out of her. She watches me as I bring one after the other to my mouth and lick off the remnants of her pleasure and her virginity.

“Well, it looks like you weren’t lying,” I say and force myself to take a step back. She snaps her knees together, effectively taking away my view of her pretty pussy.

“I told you I wasn’t,” she huffs, and I grin at her. “Why are you smiling?”

“Because you look fucking beautiful when you cum for me,” I tell her. “Plus, if anyone checks for your cherry now, it’s all mine.”

I wink at her before I go to the bedroom door and unlock it.