I grew up rich, filthy rich. The money, cars, houses, parties, businesses, clothes, anything I could ever have wanted. I attended the best private schools and attended Harvard Business School after I graduated high school early at 16. I moved to Boston with my bodyguard, James, into a three-bedroom flat. It was gorgeous with all the modern fixes, a private garage, a gym, and a pool. I had a roommate to help with the costs of living, although I didn’t need her money. She was my best friend that I made when I first moved to Cambridge. Her name was Alicia Truman. She was gorgeous with her green eyes, strawberry blonde hair, pale skin, and curves. Everyone took notice of her, even James, who I wanted for no-one but myself.
I was cute, I was short, standing at 5’3” with light brown hair that met my waist, big blue eyes, tanned skin, curves, and freckles. When Alicia and I were together, guys flocked towards her with her bubbly personality and skin-tight dresses that made her curves when more noticeable. She could get a guy wrapped around her finger in no time at all, I was jealous of her personality, but always felt safe and had a great time around her, so I kept her around.
One day I came home late from study group and heard her moaning in her room, “what the hell?” I thought, as she never brought guys over as she opted to go to their house so she could leave whenever without worrying they would stick around her room for too long. I knocked on James’s door to see if he knew who Alicia had over but there was no answer, then I heard it, I heard his voice say, “Shh! Be quiet or she will catch us!” In which Alicia giggled. I was so pissed, how could she? She knew I had a thing for James but was scared to act on it because he was my security detail.
I strode over to Alicia’s door and banged on it loudly, they didn’t answer so I bust in. James was putting his pants back on and Alicia covered herself with her sheet.
“Oh, Fallon, this is not what it looks like!” Alicia cried in defense of her actions.
“James?” I glared at him.
“Look, Fallon, calm down, it was just a one-time thing.” James smirked, which made me so mad but he looked so hot.
James was 6’3” with dark brown hair and eyes, perfect teeth with a perfect smile, light brown skin, and muscles that his clothes hung off of. He was gorgeous, and he knew it.
I rolled my eyes and went into my room, I grabbed my .21 mag pistol and strode into Alicia’s room, “Get out.”
Alicia let out a shirk, “Oh god, Fallon, please don’t kill me, I’m so sorry, it will never happen again!”
“Get out!” I said louder. “What you think you can just fuck your way through this city and no-one will notice or care?” I was starting to get even more mad; my knees were shaking, and my voice trembled. “I thought you were my friend, you can have anyone, but you chose the one person I had eyes for? Get out!”
James cocked his head to the side, “Only person you have eyes for?”
“Shut up” I remarked at his stupidity. Like he didn’t know!
“I had no idea you felt this way, Fallon” James said with soft eyes as he walked towards me. He grabbed the gun from my hand and lead me into my room. “You should have just said something if you felt this way, I would have never have looked her way” James tried to defend himself.
“You never thought about me that way? Pictured me under you?” I smirked, he was getting hot and bothered.
I sat down on my bed and realized I was too hot. I took off my hoodie. James looked at me with hungry eyes. “oh course I have thought about you that way, I have for years, but you were so young at the time.” James was right. He came into my life when I was 12. He was 16. He started working for my parents around the house because he had no home. When he was 18 he left to join the military, but came back when I was in my second year at Harvard.
He sat on the end of the bed, “I didn’t want to cross our professional line, Fallon. Your family has been good to me over the years, and I don’t want to mess that up.”
“I don’t care if we cross that professional line, it is not like I have to introduce you as my boyfriend or anything.”
His raised his eyebrow and looked deep into my eyes. Oh god, why does he make me feel this way. I felt a pulse in my groin, shit!
“so what would that make us then?” He asked curiously.
“Hmm, how about fuck-buddies!” I smiled, feeling cute.
“Fallon, you’re a virgin, losing your virginity is a big deal and should be with someone you love and deserves to have it.” He almost looked sad, like he regretted saying that.
“Well, I’m 18 and horny. I’m lonely. I’ve spent all my time waiting for the ‘perfect’ person, but it all comes down to you. I have always wanted you. All of the guys I brushed off in high school, in the clubs, was because you were always watching me, daring them to try to lay a finger on me” I looked down at my hands, my fingers intertwined.
He looked me up and down and walked in front of me. “are you sure?”
“Yes” I said nervously.
I could hear Alicia crying in the living room, the sound of her Gucci wheeled bag leaving the flat.
I smiled, the edges of my mouth forming a small, satisfied smirk.
James picked me up and threw me back on the bed. He crawled on top of me, kissing my neck. I wrapped my legs around his waist and ran my hands all over his body. He trailed kisses up my neck to the mouth where he kissed me hard, biting my lip. He shoved his tongue in my mouth and then grabbed the back of my hair, pulling my head back. I let out a groan. “Oh shit!” I felt myself get wet. He pulled my shirt off and unclipped my bra. He pinched my nipples before his mouth met them, sucking softly then more aggressive, leaving small hickies on my breasts. He sat up on his knees and pulled down my pants and his. He ran his finger along the seam of my panties while he kissed down my side to my right hip. I was in pure ecstasy.
Next thing I knew he flipped on his back pulling me on top of him. I kissed him hard then trailed kisses to his ear, down his neck, to his chest, all the way to his groin where his muscles came to a V. He inhaled sharply as I grabbed his cock.
Although I was a virgin, I had done sexual things with guys, just never actually letting them have sex with me.
I twirled my tongue around the base of James’s cock before running my tongue up the side of it and shoving it all in my mouth. “Holy shit!” James said while sucking in air, hard. I sucked his dick hard until he pulled me up on his lap and flipped me onto my back in one swift motion.
He trailed his finger against my jawline to my ear, then down my neck, between my breasts, to my panty line. He curled his finger onto my panties and pulled them down to my knees. He cupped my pussy with his hand before running his finger over my clit and then quickly inserted it into my sex. I inhaled sharply in pleasure. He was making me wait for it. “Please” I said looking into his eyes. He smirked, God he was beautiful.
“Patience” he said playfully. “You’re so wet.”
“Because I want you and I’m ready” I replied quickly.
He smiled and crawled on top of me, kissing me softly. He pulled my panties all the way off and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He slowly inserted himself in me. Wow, he was bigger than I expected. I winced in pain as he slowly inserted and pulled out over and over until the pain was almost gone, only pleasure was left. He picked up his pace, I was moaning and it made him fuck me harder and faster before he pulled out suddenly, pulling my face to his dick and cuming in my mouth.
“You’re so beautiful, Fallon.” James said shyly. And he knew it, he knew that I was his.