Chapter Two

Damon's POV

God! She was a walking sexual drive.

I couldn't believe that I was allowing my fantasies, my hunger to take control of me. I had always wanted to fvck someone way younger, but that was a desire I buried within me. But not any more.

For the next few hours, I wasn't the strict art teacher who sent students out of my class for the slightest misbehavior. I was just a faceless girl's daddy, aching to rip an orgasm out of her.

Perhaps, the first order of business would be to punish her for being late. But as my eyes danced around her body, I wanted to do more than punish her. She seemed to erase my conscience, leaving me with a throbbing cock and a head full of desires.

"Am—am I in the wrong room?" The sound of her voice which was both confused, excited and perfectly fucking whiny made my cock pulse painfully. Where the fuck did they find this girl?

Her blonde hair was curly but simple, parted down the middle and tumbling across her shoulders. Her eyes were deep green like emeralds, coated with long eyelashes. Her lips were pink and swollen but jeez, I loved them so much. I loved her thighs even better, her skin creamy and golden brown.

Wrapped in nothing but a transparent robe, her body made me want to fulfill my raging appetite. I was there to fuck her the way I had always wanted to fuck women. I had always bottled my needs inside me but with her, waiting a second more was unacceptable.

"You're not in the wrong room." I growled, my voice in a tone I didn't recognize. What was she doing to me?

"But you're....."

"I'm what?" I asked, tilting my head slightly.

She sucked in a breath and backed away. "I'm sorry. Sometimes, when I'm nervous, my mouth works faster than my brain." Her cheeks flushed.

"Nervous?" I licked my lips, watching her shudder by the mere sight. "Is this your first time?"

There was a brief hesitation. "Yes." She whispered. "Madam Julia should have told you, right? She said you have special demands and I'm the only person that fits that profile."

What was she talking about? I only demanded for a young girl, obviously above the legal age. I didn't have any special requirements except the confidentiality of my name. "What are you talking about?"

"You ordered a virgin, didn't you?"

I froze for a second, my eyes burning behind my head. "Virgin?" I didn't want to believe she was telling the truth but it was a possibility. Yet, as I stared at her, I found it increasingly hard to believe she was untouched. "I didn't order a virgin." I managed to say.

"You didn't?" She looked disappointed, scared even. "Does that mean you won't pay as much as Madam Julia said?"

"I didn't want a virgin especially with my particular desires." I ran my fingers through my hair, confusion tearing through me. "She gave me a price and I paid. I knew it was quite high but considering how long I've wanted to do this, it didn't matter to me. I didn't know she was going to send me a virgin."

"Oh." She said, revealing some kind of shyness. I didn't know why she was doing this but it seemed the money was important to her. So important she was willing to give her body to me.

"How old are you?"

"Eighteen."

Damn it! I couldn't fuck her. She was a barely legal virgin. Even if I wanted to, it couldn't be in this motel. Not with the way I was craving her body. Her first time should be somewhere special, but with me between her legs, railing her with intense passion.

The ferocity of that wish caught me off guard. I didn't pay for sex with the intention to fall head over heels for anyone. It was supposed to be one night. One night and that was all.

The motel was far enough from my job so no proof of what I did would follow me. Especially since I was being considered for a position on the board of directors in the university.

"I can't do this." I said but my voice betrayed me. It was dripping with clear need as I continued. "I don't think you know how this works. I'm not here to treat you like a princess. This is a transaction....I pay for your body and I can do whatever I want with you. You deserve better."

She inhaled sharply at my words but her eyes brightened with interest. Although I had an awful ache to pry her thighs apart, I was determined to let her go home, and put my disgusting fantasy behind me.

I sensed her panic when I turned to get my coat so I could take her back to Julia. Inching toward the door, she stopped me in my tracks when she dropped her robe to the ground.

"Daddy, please stay with me." She purred, revealing the most alluring round, and perky pair of tits I had ever seen in my life. "Don't go, I'll be a good girl."

My face tightened with pain, my cock pushing at the fronts of my pants. Those words had turned me to a different version of myself, the version that wanted to rip her apart with pleasure.

It was insane but I didn't want to leave the room without kissing her. Or touching her. A hot shiver started under my skin as I moved closer to her, her eyes fixed deeply on me.

"What's your name?" I asked, adjusting the bulge in my pants.

"Maya."

"Maya, this is your last chance to walk away." I said, hoping she would leave but she slowly ran her fingers around the hem of her panties.

"What should I call you?" She asked.

"Damon." I answered. "Call me Damon. But it should be between us."

"Damon, I want you to touch me." Her voice nudged all my dirty desires.

"I want to do more than touch you." My nostrils flared at her little smirk. "I want to fuck you, eat you and eat you again. I want to rip out an orgasm from you and hear you scream."

She hooked her fingers in the side of her panties and pulled them down her legs. Before I could stop myself, a broken moan escaped my lips and I started to unzip my pants.

"I won't be able to stop myself." I warned her. "I don't think I can fuck you gently. Not when you're driving me crazy and bringing my fantasies to life."

But instead of a reply, she moved forward and crashed her lips into mine. I didn't immediately respond, too amazed by her sudden reaction. But as she grew shy and started to pull away, a demanding growl escaped the back of my throat.

Closing my eyes, I roughly pulled her back against my body and returned the kiss with force, with all the passion and longing I had tried so hard not to feel. I let myself feel all of it, and desire overwhelmed me in a way it has never before.

Pulling away, I stared deep into her eyes. "You choose to stay, so, you're now my little girl." She bit her lips softly, lifting her fingers to graze my jaw. "Get on the bed."