Chapter 1
Henry is thirty-one – but people always thought he was a lot younger, with perfectly styled black hair, piercing gray eyes, six and a half foot and body men would kill for.
He is the owner of several exclusive restaurants and works as a chef in them – spending a couple of nights in each
He is the owner of several exclusive restaurants and works as a chef in them – spending a couple of nights in each. Due to this, he was very often travelling. Voted ‘Culinary King’ five years running, his restaurants were never empty. Bookings often had to be made months in advance. The fact that he hired similarly experienced chefs didn’t hurt any either.
He arrived at the estate where the party he was attending tonight was being held. He wasn’t a big partier, but having worked so much in recent months, he hadn’t had any time for his self, let alone a woman.
He went to the party, hosted by a female friend he had had casual liaisons with in the past. He knew if she were single she would be up for it but last he heard she was dating some banker or something.
Oh, well, I’m sure I’ll find someone to keep me company either way.
Entering the house he was greeted by a large man – not as tall as him. The only thing that came to Henry’s mind was ‘As big as a barn.’
“Hello, you must be Henry. Sally has told me all about you. I’m John Pawson, Sally’s fiancé,” The large man said with a smile and an outreached hand.
“Yes, hello, John. Nice to meet you. I am surprised but happy to hear of your engagement.”
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Later that same night and Henry had finally managed to escape his friends – old and new – to find someone to quench to sexual needs.
He was just about to give up when something caught his eye.
Coming out of the bathroom on the first floor – because the ground one was busy – he noticed a cold draft as he passed an open door.
Not entirely sure why he found himself entering the room he now discovered was a guest room.
Another breeze and he saw the white lace curtains blowing over the open balcony door.
Walking closer with the intention of closing the door, he pushed the curtain aside and froze.
Sat on a wicker chair, tears rolling down her rosy cheeks and staring into the distance, sat the most beautiful woman he had ever saw.
She didn’t seem to notice him as he moved closer, not until his shadow covered the light of the moon.
“Oh,” She gasped quickly standing and wiping her eyes.
“I’m sorry, my sweetheart, I didn’t mean to scare you,” He said softly, barely recognizing himself. “I noticed the door open and… I just wanted to make sure you were okay? You are far too beautiful to be alone and crying for that matter.”
She was tiny, five foot, if that. Long wavy, dark brown hair – almost, but not quite black – which hung loose to her waist.
Big honey colored doe eyes, with thick dark, long lashes, pale skin, rosy cheeks and kissable bow shaped lips.
Her body, on the other hand, she was slender, a little bit of puppy fat maybe, but her body was perfectly proportioned and with a tiny waist. Her breasts perky and a good handful from what little he could see. And her backside juicy and round.
She looked to be in her teens. But she must be at least eighteen to be at the party, he told himself.
But she must be at least eighteen to be at the party, he told himself
Her lips twitched, and she scoffed. “Yeah, I’m sure I look great with my puffy eyes and red nose.”
He couldn’t help but smile. He liked this girl and not just for her looks.
That was unusual… Unheard of really, at least from him.
“Why are you crying, my sweetheart?” The wind blew, sending him a waft of her sweet cinnamon scent.
She stared at him, sniffling but unmoving for a minute.
“You can tell me, sweetheart. It’s better to let it out, it’ll make you feel better.” He looked around.
“But let’s go inside, it’s freezing out here.”
She giggled and nodded her head.
They both walked into the room, he closed the balcony door while she closed the bedroom door and locked it.
“I don’t want people hearing,” She explained, and he nodded, sitting on the end of the bed. He patted the spot next to him for her to sit.
He wanted her out of that blue dress with a large red bow around her waist and under him on the bed. But even more than that, he found himself wanting to comfort her, know why she was crying.
“I’m Henry, by the way.” He held out his hand.
“Rie,” She replied placing her hand in his. Only instead of shaking it, he brought it up to his lips and pressed a lingering kiss to the back. “A beautiful name for a beautiful woman.”
The theoretical spark passed between them, and she shyly averted her gaze, blushing.
“So, what’s got you down, my beautiful Rie?”
“My mom’s boyfriend doesn’t like me.”
“And that’s a bad thing because…?” Henry was confused.
“He’s well off… A man of means as my mom says,” She explains.
“My mom had me young – while she and my dad were still in high school. He was a jock, she was dating. He got her pregnant and moved away. That’s all mom ever told me.”
“He sounds like a dick.”
She didn’t answer, only shrugged.
“Mom dates a lot, and most guys don’t care if she has a kid, they just care about sex. But mom and Darren are different. Or at least it is to her…” She looked at her legs as she spoke.
“She worked for him as a maid, but he become obsessed with her, and they started sleeping together – That’s what my mom says. But anyway… He wants her to move in with him and get married.”
Henry listens silently.
“I was super happy for mom. But that was until I met him.” A tear escaped her eye.
“He said that I wasn’t coming with her, that I’d have to move in with my dad or something. Apparently my mom already knew he thought this and didn’t say anything to me. I cried and told him I didn’t have any other family and I will be taken into care.”
So she isn’t quite eighteen? He pondered disliking her mother and this Darren.
“Mom told me she’d give me my birth father’s name and then she left. Just left, no goodbye, no money just left. That was last week.”
“What a fucking bitch! Where are you staying, sweetheart? Are you alright?” He genuinely was concerned about this girl. She was not only stunning, but she made his inside feel as no one else ever has.
“I.. I am sorry, Henry.” She quickly wiped away a few stray tears. “I shouldn’t-“
“No.” He cut her off cupping her cheek. “I want to help you. I hate seeing you so sad.” His eyes drifted over her face and to her lips. “You are so beautiful, Rie. A woman as beautiful as you should never cry.”
He pressed lips to hers, kissing her hungrily. She instantly kissed him back, drawing her arms around his neck. He moved his body so he was now hovering over her, his lips never once leaving hers. He could tell by the kiss, she hadn’t kissed many people, but that just made him want her even more.
Tongues dueling, his hands pushed up her dress and roamed her body.
His lips moved from her mouth, leaving her panting for air as his mouth moved down her neck, nibbling and kissing his way down to her breast, taking her nipple into his mouth, she moaned. He shamelessly dry humped her leg, begging himself not to cum.
“Henry,” She moaned arching her hips up in need.
A wet patch covering the front of the cotton pants.
So sweet and innocent… It just made him want her more.
It happened so fast, one moment he was licking her body, the next he had stripped her and him both completely of their clothes.
Lifting her legs over his shoulders, he buried his nose in her folds.
He was never normally one to give oral, but her pussy was so smooth, puffy and inviting, that he couldn’t resist it. She had the finest layer of pale hair around her lips, barely there.
Trimmed, maybe?
“You are stunning, my sweetheart,” He mumbles shameless rubbing his face in her pussy as her tongue fucked her tight hole.
She moaned, her legs wrapped around his head and pulling on his hair.
“Henry, that feels so good,” She said breathlessly.
“Call me ‘Daddy,’ sweetheart.”
Getting wetter and wetter, she screamed out “DADDY!” as she came in his mouth.
He smiled and lapped up the juices before pulling back.
“Are you on the pill?” She blushed and shook her head.
“That’s no problem,” He reached, pulled out his wallet and took a condom from inside.
She watched intently as he rolled the rubber onto his large, huge member.
“It’s so big, Henry.”
He raised a brow. “I mean, daddy,” She corrected herself. “Will it fit?”
“So sweet,” He chuckled. “So innocent. It’ll fit, sweetheart.” He moved and positioned himself at her entrance. He looked into her eyes as if asking for entrance, she smiled letting him know it was alright.
Desperate to be inside the sweet young woman, he pushed himself inside her sheaf before he had his next breath. There was a slight resistance, but he pushed through it no problem, thinking nothing of it.
A high pitch cry froze him in his tracks, and he stared at the woman beneath him wide eyed.
“Oh, shit! Why didn’t you tell me, sweetheart? I’m so sorry. I would have taken it slower, prepared you more.”
“I..I’m sorry. I just wanted you so bad and.. And I didn’t want you to stop.” She was avoiding eye contact.
He couldn’t help but smile and cupped her face to look at him.
“You wanted me to be your first?” She nodded shyly, biting her lip.
“I am honored, Rye. I promise I’ll not make you regret it.” He press his lips to hers and slowly began to move inside her.
“Lord,” He groaned against her lips. “I’ve never felt such a tight perfect pussy before,” He said honestly.
“Daddy,” She moaned as the pain faded into an ache and pleasure took over. “I feel so full.”
“You like Daddy inside you, don’t you, my sweetheart?” He kissed down her neck and sucking on her sweet spot.
“YES, DADDY!” She cried in pleasure as another orgasm hit her. He pistoned inside her, quicker and harder. This was going to be the quickest he had cum since he was a young. But he couldn’t stop himself.
He felt like a virginal teenager. “Oh, Rye, I…” Something felt different, and suddenly heat surrounded him, but it was too late, ropes, upon ropes of cum shot from him and inside her.
“Oh Lord…” He had to shake his head to clear his vision. “I came so hard and swear I went blind a moment.”
She giggled, and he looked down and smiled. “Seriously,” He loved her smile.
His member began to soften, and he began to pull out.
“You’re damn beautiful,” He said looking at her as he pulled off the condom but stopped.
“Crap!”
“What is it?” She sat up and looked wide eyes to see the condom now torn and hanging from his softening member.
“Don’t worry, my sweetheart, we’ll get you the morning after pill tomorrow,” He quickly told her after seeing her panic.
“Really?” She looked at him with hope. “Yes, my sweetheart.” He leaned in and pressed his lips to hers.
“Let’s have a bath.”
Not giving her a chance to answer, he picked her up and carried her into the bathroom.
She squeaked in surprise but quickly drew her arms around his neck.
“Is this normal?”
“Hmm?” He sat her on the side as he ran a bath. He knew from previous visits how Sally obsessively kept every room stocked – clean bedding and towels.
“To hang around, kiss, bath together after sex?”
“I love your innocence,” He said but then sighed.
“But no. I honestly not remember this ever happening.” He thought for a moment. “In total honesty, I don’t think… No, I know sex has never felt so good.” He felt like he should be regretting saying that, but he didn’t.
“I could actually see us lasting longer one night,” And more than a casual fuck, he added silently to himself.
“I am not trying to spook you or use a line, but you genuinely interested me…” He frowned. “Okay, that sounded better in his head.” He felt like and awkward teen.
“I like you too,” She smiled and almost shyly began to touch his chest and defined muscles.
“Like me too?”
“Yes.”
“What else do you like about me?” He asked smugly. He wasn’t stupid, he knew how hot he was, and it more than often made him come off as arrogant.
“This…” Her fingers trailed down to a small patch of hair leading to his rapidly expanding member.
“Can I touch it, Daddy?” She asked nibbling her lip.
“You can do anything you want, I’m all yours, my little Rie.”
She smiled but blushed.
“But let’s get in the bath first.”
His eyes widen remembering the running water.
Quickly, he turned off the taps, checked the temperature. “Perfect.” And then they both climbed in the huge bath tub.
He made a move to pull her closer, but she stopped him.
“Can you sit on the edge?” He raised a brow at her question but did as she asked.
He opened his mouth to ask a question but stopped when she cupped his balls.
“They are so smooth…” She stroked them, looking over them. Then giggled seeing his erection bouncing up and down.
“He likes you, he’s jealous you aren’t touching him.”
She scoffed but moved her hand up, gasping. “How is he so smooth and soft, yet so hard?” Not giving him a chance to answer she leaned and licked the leaking tip.
“Oh fuck!” He groaned at the touch. It was a small move, but it gave him move pleasure than most of the sexual encounters he had had in a long time.
“Mmm, daddy. I want more.” She looked up at him with her large eyes, and he knew he was in big trouble.
“Keep going, you have an incredible knack for making me cum in record time.”
She blushed. “Tell me if I’m doing anything wrong.” She licked around the head before taking it into her mouth.
“So good,” He moaned as she slow sucked the mushroom head, trying and failing to take much more of his generous length in her mouth.
“Wrap your hand around the part you can’t fit in your mouth and stroke it up and down.” She did as he said and after a minute he was cumming for the second time that night.
Much to his surprise she swallowed his whole load without flinching.
“You swallowed it all?” She nodded her head. “It was a little salty, but I kind of like it.” She blushed.
They continued to play and have sex multiple times that night.
Both agreed as one condom had already split he didn’t need to use one. Which was good because he didn’t have any. He never thought he’d find someone who he wanted more than once. But he just couldn’t get enough of her and her of him.
The last thing he remembered was her asking if they were really going to see each other more. But the weeks, months of hard work caught up with him and before he had a chance to answer he found himself falling into a deep sleep.
