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  I didn’t have time to think. I just stuffed my old private school uniform into a bag, grabbed a pair of my mom’s highest heels, and told my parents that I was going to study at Katie’s house when in reality I went to apply at the strip club.

  “Your father is going to kill you when he finds out,” he says, running his powerful hand through his wavy hair.

  I gasp as an empty feeling hits the pit of my stomach. “No!” I was so consumed with thoughts of Jack that I didn’t even consider my parents. “Please don’t tell them!”

  His hard face softens as he stares at me. “You’re such a smart, beautiful girl, Zoe,” he says softly. I just want to crumble into his arms and feel him hold me. “Why would you come to work in a place like this?”

  “I did it for you!” I blurt out. The words are out before I can think about them, and no matter what I do, I can’t take them back. They’re out there for Jack to do what he likes with.

  “For me?” he asks, jerking his head back in surprise. He’s staring at me in shock. “What are you talking about?”

  My eyes drop back down to the floor as my cheeks heat up. “I wanted you to look at me like a woman,” I say, my voice coming out so timid and shaky. My plan even sounds more stupid when it comes out of my mouth.

  He starts breathing heavier, and as I drag my eyes back up his firm body, I’m shocked to see a huge erection pressing out against the inside of his pants.

  His eyes are locked onto me like an alpha predator staring down his prey. “You want me to look at you like a woman?”

  I sniff as my eyes start to water from the nerves penetrating my body. “Yes,” I say weakly.

  Without another word, he walks past me to the couch. He grabs the bottle of champagne, fills up a glass, and sits down, watching me as he takes a sip.

  “All right,” he says with a dark grin. “Show me.”

  My breath quickens as my heart starts pounding in my chest. I’ve never been naked in front of a man before, and am suddenly extremely nervous. What if he doesn’t like my body? What if he thinks my teenage curves are too young and immature for him?

  I was less nervous out there in front of a room full of men, but this is Jack. I would die if he doesn’t like what he sees.

  My hand is fidgeting with the bottom of my shirt as I stand there awkwardly under his intense gaze. His cock is rock hard under his pants, jutting up against the fabric.

  He seems to like what he sees.

  I swallow hard and then open my mouth. “Do you want me to—”

  “Strip.” His voice is hard. Demanding. It’s a command, not a suggestion.

  Warm shivers cascade through me as he waits, staring at me with his full attention. This is what I always wanted: his excited eyes on me, looking at me like that.

  The nerves melt away as I recognize the want in his eyes. The same want that I have for him.

  I take a deep breath and then start to sway my hips to the beat of the music playing through the speakers inside the private room.

  Jack swallows hard as he watches me, his massive chest rising and falling as he stares at my hips. Each sway makes the green plaid schoolgirl skirt fly off my hips, giving him a flash of my white cotton panties underneath.

  They’re already nearly soaked through. Seeing him watching me with rapt attention, the desire clear in his eyes, is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

  I’m so glad that I saved my V-card for him. I just hope he wants to take it.

  Since the first time I saw him walk into my house, I knew he was the only one who could take it from me. I saved it for him for two years, always wishing that he would sneak into my room, throw me up against the wall, and slide his hard dick into my tight teenage pussy, but he never did.

  I spent so many nights playing with my pussy, and rubbing my clit until my juices came pouring out as I thought about his hard arms, his hard face, and his even harder cock. It was pure torture not to slide my fingers in, but I wanted to keep my cherry for Jack. I want his big dick to be the first thing to penetrate me, so I always held back, for him.

  “Take off your shirt,” he commands in a deep rich voice that rolls out like a growl. His body is still, his face serious, his eyes sparkling with excitement as he watches me.

  I slowly undo each button as I lick my lips, wanting to slide that big cock between them. My nipples are already painfully hard as Jack waits to see them with baited breath.

  He takes a sharp intake of breath as I peel my tight shirt off and let it fall to the floor. He clears his throat as he shifts his weight on the couch, staring at my bra with ravenous eyes.

  My parted lips curl up into a grin. Warmth is radiating through my body as my heart pounds happily in my chest. This is what I always wanted. For him to look at me in the way he’s doing right now.

  With tingling fingers, I reach behind me and unclasp my bra. Jack lets out a groan as I slide it down my arms, swaying my hips to the music.

  “Fuck,” he whispers as he stares at my aching tits. My nipples feel like they could cut glass under his gaze.

  He takes a long slow sip of his champagne as he stares at me.

  “Come here,” he says, making my heart skip a beat.

  I swallow hard as I take a step forward on my new high heels. His body is so tight and stiff as I stop in front of him. Every big muscle in his body is jacked to the limit as he looks up at me with fierce eyes.

  “Is this what you wanted me to see?” he asks. His deep raspy voice brings up goosebumps on my skin.

  I nod.

  “You want me to see you as a woman?”

  “More than anything.”

  I gasp as he moves forward, sitting up on the couch. He slowly places the champagne glass on the coffee table behind me and then places his palms on the outside of my thighs. My breath catches in my throat, my nipples aching, as he slowly slides his powerful hands up my legs under my skirt.

  He tucks his thumb under the bottom of my panties as he grabs the waistband, holding it like he’s about to rip them off at any second. My pussy is wetter than ever, pulsing with each painful second that passes.

  I’m lightheaded with his hands under my skirt like this. So close to my pussy, so close to taking what I’ve saved for him.

  “You’re still a little girl,” he says, staring up at me with eyes so intense they make me gulp. “You still have your innocence. You still have your sweet cherry, don’t you, Zoe?”

  I nod up and down. Will he think bad of me because I saved myself for him?

  “Has anyone seen you naked?”

  I shake my head.

  “Has anyone touched you down here?”

  I shake my head harder. “Nobody.”

  “Good,” he growls. I feel his fists tighten against my upper thighs. “You’re never coming back to this place. Got that?”

  I nod. I’ll do whatever he says.

  “I want to know where you are at all times.” The tone of his voice is telling me that this is not up for discussion. Not that I mind. I want an excuse to be able to call him throughout the day. “And you’re going to stay at my place from now on.”

  I can barely contain my smile as I watch his serious face. “But what about my—”

  “Your parents?” he asks, his face hardening. “Your parents didn’t know that you got a job in a strip club. They obviously can’t keep you safe. I can. I will. You’re under my protection now. You’re mine.”

  My body tingles at hearing him say those words. I’ve wanted to be his for so long now, and now I am.

  “You’ll live with me, little girl,” he says, squeezing my drenched panties so tight. “You’ll wear what I want you to wear, and no man will ever see you like this, but me. You understand?”

  I nod up and down as my mouth waters. My parents aren’t going to like this, but I’m eighteen. They can’t stop Jack from taking me.

  I glance down past his massive chest that’s breathing heavily to the impossibly long and hard cock jutting up against his pants.
I lick my lips wondering if he’s going to tuck me in every night.

  “You want me to see you as a woman,” he says, “but you still have your innocence. I’ll take care of that for you.”

  My pussy clenches in anticipation. I’m so fucking wet.

  A moan escapes my lips as he slowly slides my underwear down my legs. My schoolgirl skirt tumbles down, covering my ass and pussy as my panties fall to my feet.

  Jack takes a deep breath through his nose—enjoying my scent that’s filling the room—then takes his champagne glass, and casually sits back on the couch, never taking his eyes off of me.

  The air feels so cool on my wet pussy that’s now exposed under my skirt. The feeling is so erotic, and I fucking love it.

  “Show me what you have under that skirt,” Jack commands. “Turn around, bend over, and grab your ankles. Show me what I’m taking.”

  My heart is pounding with excitement as I slowly turn around, and then bend over. I’ve never been so exposed for anyone before. I’m so nervous, hoping that he’ll like what he sees.

  I hear a groan of approval behind me, and my lips curl up into a smile.

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  Jack

  Fuck.

  My dick is on fire as I stare at the perfect fresh little teenage pussy in front of me. My Zoe is bent over with her ass in the air, filling my nostrils with her intoxicating scent.

  I can barely breathe as I stare at her sweet pussy lips, squeezed between her thighs like pink rose petals. Her round little ass is spread for me, showing off her tight puckered asshole that is just begging for my tongue to lick.

  I would stare at this view for hours if my hard cock wasn’t demanding more.

  Her ripe cunt is leaking with sticky juices. It’s running down the insides of her soft thighs, tempting me with everything I have. I desperately want to grab her and sink my tongue into her tight juicy hole.

  She’s wagging her pussy in my face, begging me to claim it. Her cherry is still in there, waiting for me to take it.

  My mouth waters as she shakes her ass, making me dizzy. The thought that she could be doing this for any of the horny guys out there is making me fucking crazy. I take a deep breath, trying to calm my raging nerves. She didn’t dance for anyone but me. And the way I’m going to watch her from now on, she’ll never be dancing for anyone ever again.

  A part of me wants to jump up and whip out my cock to spoil that virgin womb so she’ll be chained to me for the rest of her life, but that will come soon enough. Right now it’s time to enjoy the show. To watch what my sweet little girl has planned for me.

  She arches her back up slowly as she looks over her shoulder at me with eyes that are clouded with lust. She licks her lips seductively as she turns around, holding her big tits in her small dainty hands. They’re so big that they spill out the sides, making me swallow hard.

  Her tits are huge for an eighteen-year-old, but I’m not complaining.

  “Do you like what you see?” she asks, swaying her hips to the beat.

  Her skirt flips up with every movement, just barely covering her sweet ass. I should have removed her skirt along with her underwear.

  “I love what I see,” I say with a pain in my chest. “I love you, Zoe. I love you so much it hurts.”

  She turns as she smiles at my words, dropping her arms and letting her big breasts fall free. A moan creeps up my throat as I stare at her perfect pink nipples, so hard and beautiful.

  I take a sip of cold champagne as I watch her strut to the pole. It takes every ounce of self-control I have to stay seated on the couch. My body is screaming at me to grab her, bend her over, and claim her tight pussy. It’s pressing me to take what’s mine. To take what I desperately need.

  I take a deep breath and another long sip of the bubbly champagne as I ignore the impatient demands running through my veins. Zoe is an angel. A good girl. She saved her cherry for me and I’m not about to repay that by taking it in a shithole like this.

  I’ll wait until I get her home to take her properly. To take her in the way she deserves.

  It’s going to be torture, and it just might kill me, but I’ll do anything to make my angel happy.

  She grabs onto the pole and swings her leg up, giving me a quick flash of her juicy cunt. My dick is painfully hard as I watch. I don’t blink because I can’t bear to miss any of this.

  My breaths start coming out quick and hoarse as she reaches up, grabbing the pole with her tiny hands. Her round tits squeeze together and I feel my hard dick jump in my pants. It’s demanding to be set free, screaming at me to be released.

  Before I can stop myself, my hand is moving to my crotch and yanking my zipper open. Zoe bites her plump little bottom lip and smiles as I pull out my thick cock, stroking it as I watch her shaking her hips.

  “Look at what you’re doing to me,” I growl as I fist my cock, hammering it up and down as I stare at her firm pink nipples. “You get me so hard. Every fucking time I see you.”

  Her body convulses at my words and I just know that sweet little pussy hiding under that skirt is wet for me, and getting even wetter.

  “Show me your cunt,” I demand.

  She squeezes the pole with her hands and lifts her legs up, spreading her legs as far apart as they’ll go. I nearly die on the spot when I see her pink hole, so tight and small. She’s so wet that her sticky syrup is leaking down her white thighs.

  “Oh, fuck,” I groan as a bead of cum oozes out of my cock. I use it to jerk myself off, but what I really want to use it for is to claim that dripping wet cunt. It’s mine now, and nobody is going to get near it again.

  She’s so fucking innocent. She shouldn’t be in this place. I should get her out of here now, but I can’t find the strength to take my eyes off her spread pussy.

  “Touch it,” I command. “Touch it like you want me to touch it.”

  She lowers her feet to the floor and releases the pole. A low moan escapes my throat as she leans back on the pole and raises her skirt. Her sexy eyes are locked on mine as she slowly licks her finger and then starts rubbing her clit.

  The sight nearly kills me. It’s what I’ve been dreaming of for two years, what I’ve pictured every night on the back of my eyelids as I jerk off into the pair of dirty underwear that I stole from her laundry hamper.

  She grabs her big tit and pushes it up to her mouth. Her sweet flesh is overflowing out of her tiny hand as she wraps her lips around her pink nipple and sucks on it, moaning as she watches me stroke my cock even harder.

  I have to touch her. I have to hold her. I have to own her.

  We can never go back to what we were before this. Things have changed forever. She’s mine. Forever.

  “Come here,” I demand, waving her over. “Stand in front of me.”

  She releases her tit and swallows hard as she takes a step forward. Every nerve in my body is on fire as she struts towards me in the sexy schoolgirl skirt. People will say she’s much too young for me, but I don’t give a fuck. That pussy was made for my dick, and all of the gossip and snide comments in the world won’t stop me from taking what was made for me.

  Her hand is still on her sex as she stops in front of me. I can smell her sweet cunt as her wet fingers glide through her folds. The smell awakens something deep inside of me. Something feral. Something that I’m afraid I can’t control.

  “Are you going to fuck me?” she asks, staring at my dick with excitement in her wide eyes.

  “I’m going to fuck you every day for the rest of your life,” I promise. But it’s more than a promise. It’s a vow. Not a day will go by without my cock sunk deep in her tight young pussy where it belongs. “But not here.”

  She drops her shoulders looking disappointed, and the sight breaks my heart. I don’t want to do anything to disappoint her, ever, but I can’t take her cherry in a place like this.

  But that doesn’t mean I can’t claim her.

  “That will come later,” I say, licking my hungry lips as I look up at her big t
its. Her hard nipples are level with my mouth and I can easily lean forward and suck on them, but I have to see that young pussy and tight asshole one more time. It’s all I can think about. “Turn around.”

  She spins around eagerly, obeying my every word.

  “Spread your ankles apart. Good. Now bend over. Slowly.” I take a breath trying to calm myself before I cum all over my hand.

  The hot schoolgirl skirt rides up her flawless ass cheeks as she bends over, showing me a slice of heaven. My dick is as hard as steel as I lean forward, smelling the warmth of her cunt as I stare at her tiny clit that’s peeking out of her swollen lips.

  “Grab your ass cheeks,” I say in a voice that cracks with every word. I can barely talk. I can barely breathe.

  Two dainty little hands appear on her ass, awaiting my instructions.

  “Spread ‘em,” I demand. “Wide.”

  She pulls her ass cheeks apart and the sight of her spread pussy is so beautiful that I can’t hold myself back anymore. The restraint is gone, and I lunge forward like a hungry beast attacking its prey.

  She lets out a whimper as I grab her ass with strong possessive hands, and bury my tongue deep inside her. She tastes so pure. She tastes like innocence.

  My eyes are locked on her cute little asshole as I squeeze her ass and lick long laps up her silky cunt. She pushes back against my mouth, covering my face with her sticky juices. I rub it all over my nose and chin, wanting to breathe in her scent with every breath that I take.

  “Oh, Jack,” she moans as I find her little clit and suck on it. “I’ve wanted you for so long. I’ve only wanted you.”

  Hearing my name on her horny lips makes me lick her even harder. My hungry tongue coats every inch of her pussy as her moans and little whimpers get harder and harder. Her body bucks and she lets out a pained cry as her first orgasm rips through her.

  I pull back for a second, wanting to see her spread pussy one more time as it cums for me. A new surge of juices flow out, and she whines like a greedy little slut, pushing her ass back for more. But I don’t give in.