Chapter 3: A Virgin

The doctor emerged from Shannon's room and joined Ezra in the living room to discuss her current health status.

"Besides the hairline cut and blisters on her feet, she's going to be okay. She should recover within a week. I've removed her IV line; just make sure she stays hydrated with water for now. Her body does show signs of physical abuse, but thankfully, there's no evidence of sexual abuse or anything of that nature. She's fortunate to have escaped her abuser. I also noticed she's quite reserved. She hasn't said much during my examination, only responding when I ask her questions."

Ezra furrowed his brow in confusion at the doctor's observation about Shannon being quiet. It didn't match up with the woman who had boldly proclaimed he looked like a god.

"Give me a call if you need anything," the doctor said before leaving the house.

After the doctor departed, Ezra gently knocked on Shannon's door before entering her room.

"How are you holding up?" he inquired, moving closer to her bed and taking a seat beside her, his gaze fixed on her face.

Shannon felt self-conscious all of a sudden and tried to look anywhere else except him.

"I'm feeling much better now. Thanks for everything," she replied softly.

"I hate to bring this up right after you've woken up, but I need to know. Who exactly are you? Why did James send you to me... and what’s your story?" Ezra asked, choosing his words carefully to avoid intimidating her.

Shannon remained silent as she struggled to come to terms with what had happened between her and James.

"My name is Shannon Christensen. I'm the daughter of the late Nicholas Christensen. James Sycamore is our family's butler, and he... he..." Her voice faltered as emotions overwhelmed her, and she suddenly broke down into quiet sobs, clutching the duvet tightly.

Ezra was taken aback by Shannon's sudden outpouring of emotion, unsure of how to comfort her. Instinctively, his hand reached out and gently brushed her head, offering a gesture of comfort and support.

As the tears subsided, Shannon looked at Ezra with her tear-stained face and deep hazel eyes.

"Would it be okay if I stayed here a little longer? I don't have anywhere else to go. I promise I'll make it up to you however I can," she pleaded, her emotional exhaustion evident as she couldn't bear to face reality just yet.

Taking Shannon's plea as a sign that she wasn't yet ready to discuss what had happened, Ezra simply nodded in understanding. He quietly left her in the room, where she curled up in the middle of the bed and drifted back to sleep.

Ezra took his phone and called his executive secretary Noah Truman.

"Hey, Noah... I need you to dig into something for me. I want you to gather information about Shannon Christensen and James Sycamore. I need it as soon as possible. Give me a call anytime," Ezra instructed him over the phone.

***

“Why don’t we run away and get out of here? I can always take care of you, you’re like a daughter to me. Your father has left me more than enough to last me a lifetime. I’m practically rich already!” James exclaimed as he spread his arms to exaggerate how much money he already had. Shannon laughed at how silly the old man looked. 

They lounged lazily in the mansion's garden, soaking up the sun's rays, knowing that her stepmother and stepsister were off on some business trip. A couple of stone chairs and tables were scattered around the area, just perfect for lounging about.

"James, where could we even run to?" Shannon asked, frustration evident in her voice. "We'd just end up hiding out, only to get dragged back to the same old hell." She shook her head, her expression darkening as she recalled the failed attempt she made to escape once before.

"Remember when I tried that at fourteen? Look at you now, limping because of it. I won't do it again if it puts you in danger," she declared firmly.

"That wasn't your fault. I was just a lousy runner. I'm too old for this game now, and I should have planned better. If I had known you were planning to escape, I would have helped. Besides, if anything happens to me, it means my time's up. You don't have to stay chained to this place because of me. If there's one thing I want for myself, it's for you to be free and happy, away from those wretched people dragging you down. And if you do get your freedom, I want you to meet Ezra if you can. I believe he's grown into a fine young man who would be perfect for you," James said, nodding to himself in thought.

"What are you doing, James? Trying to set me up with someone I don't even know? I'm only eighteen and barely know anything about dating," Shannon laughed, but James smiled at her affectionately.

"You never know, mistress," he teased, patting her hand gently.

***

"James..." Shannon whimpered, her voice barely audible as she slept. Ezra stood beside her bed, checking on her that evening, when he noticed her restless state. Seeing her cry stirred a sense of helplessness within him as if he longed to share her burden but lacked the means to do so. Instead, he gently held her hand as she dreamed.

As Shannon gradually calmed down, Ezra began to withdraw his hand, only to find her staring at him in the soft glow of the bedroom light. She looked stunningly beautiful, igniting a fresh wave of desire within him. Just as he was about to release her hand, Shannon tightened her grip, holding onto him tightly.

"Stay. Please stay with me tonight," she pleaded, unaware of the inner turmoil Ezra was already grappling with just by being there.

Ezra sucked in a sharp breath, struggling to keep his composure and contain the rush of desire coursing through him as he crouched down to meet Shannon at eye level.

"Look, I need to be honest with you," he said, his voice rough with restraint. "After looking after you these past couple of days, all I can think about is your body, that’s why it’s not safe for you to have me around tonight."

Shannon blinked at him, not fully comprehending the danger he was referring to.

"Listen," Ezra pressed on, feeling the warmth of her hand challenging his resolve. "What I’m trying to say is if you're not up for anything between us tonight, just let go of my hand. I'll walk out of this room, and we can act like this conversation never happened." He braced himself for rejection, fully expecting her to pull away and leave him to grapple with his raging desire alone.

However, Shannon's reply took him off guard. "Then stay with me. Do what you want. I'm not stopping you."

Shannon had been itching to run her fingers through Ezra's hair since she woke up, and with him right there, she couldn't fight the temptation. She reached out, brushing her fingers against his locks, gently touching his neck and subtly urging him to get closer to her.

Their faces were mere inches apart, and Ezra's gaze was heavy-lidded as he whispered, "I don’t have protection with me right now."

"It’s okay, you’re my first. You won’t catch anything from me," Shannon affirmed, trying to pull him even closer.

Ezra was taken aback by Shannon's concern for him, especially when he was solely focused on her well-being. With a mixture of disbelief and gratitude, he closed his eyes and leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "Are you sure about this?" His hand remained intertwined with hers, eagerly waiting for her response.

“Yes,” Shannon replied firmly, leaving no room for doubt.

A low growl escaped Ezra's throat as he turned his head towards her, closing the gap between them and capturing her lips in a fiery, passionate kiss.

Shannon's soft, moist lips parted sensually as Ezra released her hand, his fingers tracing a path down to her neck. A soft moan escaped her lips, and he couldn't help but notice her inexperience, sensing that this might be her first kiss. Determined to make it memorable, he focused on lavishing her mouth longer, even though every fiber of his being yearned for more than just kissing. His tongue delicately probed her mouth, urging her to open further, and as she complied, he delved in, exploring every contour while swirling his tongue with hers. She was a quick learner and started mimicking him. Ezra’s mouth moved between gentle sucks on Shannon’s upper and lower lips, he skillfully traced the inner reaches of her mouth with his tongue, both of them getting lost in the intoxicating sensation.

Meanwhile, his hand crept down to unbutton her pajama top, revealing a plain white bra underneath. With practiced skill, he unclasped her bra from behind, allowing her breasts to spill out from beneath the fabric. He pushed her bra upward, eager to feel what lay beneath. Her skin was supple and smooth, her taut pinkish nipples inviting him to taste it, and he did. 

Ezra finally tore himself away from Shannon's lips, swiftly removing his shirt before eagerly descending to lick her left teat gently. Savoring its softness, he couldn't resist moving to suck on her right one as well. He teased and played with her breasts, softly pinching and biting her nipples, drawing gasps of arousal and excitement from Shannon. Her hand roamed his naked back and chest, seeking an anchor to ground her from the inexplicable sensation she was currently feeling. Each touch only heightened her need to be with him, to find her sanity in his embrace.

His mouth trailed kisses between her chest and sucked on her skin as it slowly descended her belly. His tongue licked her belly button, causing Shannon to gasp more loudly. Meanwhile, his hand slid underneath her panties, a place no other man had ever touched. Gently caressing what he’s been fantasizing about for the past two days, he felt her wetness as he slid a finger to explore deeper into the depths of her folds. It was hot and tight, sending a surge of arousal through him as he teased her mound with his finger, his member growing even harder with desire. Ezra was well-endowed, and it might pose a challenge for a virgin to accommodate his size that’s why he needed to give Shannon more time to adjust not just to his finger but to what was coming for her next. 

He quickly withdrew his hand from between her thighs and eagerly removed her panties, sliding them down her smooth, silky legs and tossing them aside. Ezra had been dreaming of this moment ever since he discovered that her private parts were completely bare. Lowering his head, he eagerly tasted her soft pink folds, shooting electrifying currents down below that Shannon uttered a long moan in utter pleasure. Her hands reached out to Ezra’s hair as if holding on to dear life as he lapped and sucked on the most sensitive parts of her womanhood. She hadn't expected him to be so bold, but the sensation he was creating for her was otherworldly. The books she’d read had never described sex in such detail, and the overwhelming ecstasy she felt was beyond words.

As Ezra's tongue continued to explore her soft folds, a fiery heat swirled inside Shannon's lower belly, threatening to burst at any moment. The intensity reached its peak when Ezra inserted not one, but two, and then three fingers inside her cavern, circling and fingering her in a languid motion all the while continuing to suck on her clit. He was doing this on purpose, making her wetter than necessary as if preparing her for the inevitable. He repeated the motion again and again, each time driving Shannon closer to the edge. Soon, she was bucking her torso so wildly that she had to cling tightly to the sheets as if her life depended on it. She unconsciously shoved her p*ssy towards Ezra’s mouth who was mercilessly lapping and sucking her hidden bead making her squeak in so much pleasure and begging for more. In between panting and moaning, Shannon felt a sear of burning sensation from the pit of her belly crawling to her groin and down to the tips of her toes. Suddenly, Shannon started screaming out Ezra’a name, as the overwhelming sensation that had built up inside her, finally burst. 

“Ezra… Oh god! Please… please… Ezra!!!” She started squirting her juices relentlessly, splashing Ezra’s face as he continued to lap on her clit and let her fluids drip on his fingers as her lower body spasmed out of control, only stopping when her body has finally calmed down. 

Breathless and amazed, Shannon realized she had just experienced her very first orgasm. Ezra gazed at her in awe, his eyes fixed on her glistening cunt before meeting her gaze. He slowly wiped his mouth which was smeared with her cum. 

"I've never seen anyone squirt like that before. Why do you keep turning me on in unexpected ways?" he murmured, pressing his lips against hers in a passionate kiss. Shannon could taste herself on him which made her feel hotter than ever and she couldn't ignore the hardness pressing against her belly through his pants as he whispered in her ear, "We're just getting started."