The Scarlet Dove - Issue 03

"Are you ready to get out of here?" he asked finally.

"Oh, sure," Starling replied, suddenly very sad the evening would be ending. "Thank you for an amazing evening, truly I can't begin to thank you enough." She hadn't realized she needed something like this so badly.

"Well, are you ready for it to end?" he smirked. "Or would you like to go for a ride in my lambo?"

"Sure!" Starling giggled, then blushed yet again. What was happening to her tonight?

They got up, and she teetered on her heels, realizing in a flash how tipsy she had gotten during dinner. No wonder she felt so light headed and giggly. Pierce smiled and caught her. He seemed stronger than she expected, and she couldn't help but melt into his arms a little, feeling the solid musculature beneath his dress shirt. As they headed for the door, he put his hand on the small of her back. His touch on her bare skin sent a pleasant shiver rolling up her spine.

They waited outside as the valet brought the Lamborghini around. Pierce moved in close to her, and put his hands on her bare shoulders. He turned her towards one of the nearby buildings, explaining it was one he owned. Then he turned her in another direction, pointing into the distance at another his company was in the process of purchasing. Starling did her best to act interested, but really the only thing she could think about was the feel of his hands on her skin. That and the enticingly masculine scent of his cologne filling her nose. She breathed him in, relishing the smell, and as he shifted to point out another building (she had no idea why, completely lost now) the movement of his hand on her skin sent goosebumps rippling down her right leg.

At last the car was pulled around, he helped her into the passenger side, before getting in himself. He gunned the engine, and took off fast enough to press her back into the seat.

"Whoa," she gasped.

He looked at her smugly. "That's nothing, better buckle up!"

Chapter Five

Pierce gunned the motor, and the ride he took her on would have been harrowing if she hadn't been a little drunk (although she suspected her superheroine nerves helped as well). He raced through the streets, weaving in and out of traffic, into oncoming lanes and running lights of every color! The power of the vehicle pinned her against the seat, and the speed made her dizzy. She looked at Pierce in girlish awe as he steered with supreme confidence. Everything about the drive was exhilarating, the power, the speed, his control, his smile as he drove. Already tipsy from the alcohol, after the ride she was simply intoxicated by the experience as whole.

When he finally pulled over and stopped, Starling felt absolutely flattened into her seat. Her heart was racing. Pierce looked over at her.

"How was that?" he asked.

Starling didn't reply, she reached out and took his hand, pressing it between her boobs, so he could feel her heart pounding.

"Pretty exciting?" he grinned like a viper.

"Yes," she replied in an unintentionally sultry tone.

Pierce turned his hand, slipping his fingers into her top and cupping her left breast. Starling sucked in a short breath, that was not exactly the signal she had meant to send. Then why did she arch her back, pressing the fleshy orb into his grasp? She looked up at him for approval, while he squeezed gently, caressing her soft warm breast. He smiled, then leaned down and kissed her.

Starling's heart beat a little faster! Was he really interested in her? What could be going through his head? Was she even in his league? Earlier today she had just been some poorly dressed reporter asking him about...about...actually she was having trouble remembering what she had been asking him about...she was totally lost in the warmth of his lips against hers?

He squeezed her boob a little tighter, slipping his tongue into her mouth. Starling's chest and neck burned white hot with desire, and she turned in her seat. She resisted the urge to climb into his lap, partially out of modesty but mostly because she wasn't sure how to even navigate the cramped sports car. Eventually he broke the kiss but stayed close, his face only inches from hers. Starling could only gaze up at him, doe eyed and craving his lips.

"This is one of my hotels," he whispered, indicating the building they had parked in front of. "Will you come up and have another drink with me?"

"Y-yes," she mumbled, feeling his grip constricting a bit more.

Smiling he withdrew his hand and got out to open her door, then led her inside. The hotel didn't look like much from the outside, but inside was pretty swanky, decorated with lots of clean, beige marble. He guided her to the elevators, and she noticed there was a bar on the top floor. The doors slid open and they were the only two who boarded. As soon as the doors hissed shut he turned on her.

Pierce kissed her again, more forcefully this time. He pushed her up against the wall, slipping one arm around her narrow waist while the other moved up her torso to grab her right boob! Starling wrapped her slender arms around his neck, returning the kiss hungrily. His smell once again filled her senses, and as his tongue slipped between her softly parted lips, the young woman couldn't help but turn to putty in his hands.

She began to realize Pierce had taken control of more than just the conversation during dinner! His assertiveness was a huge turn on. Feeling his strong hands taking charge, sent a dizzying surge of arousal flowing through her. If they didn't get to the bar soon she wasn't sure what she would do...but she was pretty certain it'd be whatever he wanted.

The elevator lurched to a halt, and the doors binged open. A momentary panic passed over the girl, worried someone would see them. However, the doors had opened on a penthouse suite, not the top floor bar like she'd expected. Pierce pulled away and headed into the suit.

"I thought we were going to the bar," Starling asked, suddenly reluctant to leave the elevator.

"The best one in town!" Pierce laughed, indicating the bar in his suite. "Plus my view is better."

The far wall was one huge window, looking out over Warden City's downtown. Starling stared in awe of the beautiful site, but still held back. She was incredibly attracted to Pierce, possibly more than any man she'd ever met, but would coming into his place send the wrong message? It was still only their first date...wait...was this even a date?

"Come on," he said, growing a little impatient. "Do you really want to go up to the bar and share me with everyone else?"

She did not!

He came over, taking her by the hand and pulled her off the elevator. Starling didn't resist. It was becoming harder and harder to deny that she liked letting him be in control. She trotted over to the bar, where he helped her onto one of the stools. He went behind the bar and started mixing drinks. He narrated the process, got her giggling, put her back at ease. Starling couldn't believe it; smart, funny, devastatingly handsome...didn't Pierce have any flaws?

The drink was delicious too! It was another cosmo, but somehow it tasted even better than the ones she had just had at a five star gourmet restaurant.

"So I have to ask," he began, moving back from behind the bar. "Are you wearing everything I picked out for you?"

She looked at him confused. "Of course?"

He grinned. "Everything?"

Starling just stared at him confused, what did he mean? Of course she was...

"Cuz there's one thing I can't see," he said with a smirk. "So I can't be sure."

"Oh, you mean the panties," she blushed. "Well, I'm either wearing them or nothing at all, this dress doesn't leave much to the imagination!"

His eyes narrowed mischievously, and he moved closer to her. "Well now I've got to know! Is it MY panties, or nothing at all?"

"Which would you prefer?"

Pierce thought on it for a minute, his gaze slithering over her body. "I think it'd better be the panties, actually...I like unwrapping my presents!"

Starling's breath caught in her throat. What did she say to that? What did he mean? What did he expect?

"Well then I guess you're in luck?" she replied just before the silence became awkward.

"Prove it," he shot back quickly.

"What?" she laughed uneasily. "No..."

"It's the only way I'll believe it," he teased. "I mean, I did pick them out just for you."

Starling stalled, taking a long, nervous sip. She liked Pierce, a lot, but she didn't want this to go too far. What would he think if she slept with him on the first...night?

Pierce seemed to grow impatient quickly, shifting his stance expectantly. "Don't be so shy," he said, putting his hands on her knees sending a jolt of electricity up her shapely thighs. "Nobody likes a tease."

She did not resist as he pushed her knees apart, then slid his hands upwards along her smooth thighs, shoving back the skirt of her dress. He moved it all the way back around her hips until that tiny nylon triangle became visible. Starling chewed her lip nervously, staring at Pierce while he stared at the sexy "V" between her creamy thighs. She knew the panties were so sheer he could see right through them to her prim, hairless little slit. Heat began to rise in her chest and cheeks as she suddenly felt totally exposed.

"W-what do you think?" she asked softly, wanting, needing this moment to end.

"They're perfect," he replied.

Starling's heart fluttered, but before she could respond he stepped closer and grabbed her pussy!

"Hey, wait...OHMMmmm..." The young woman grabbed for his wrist, starting to protest but Pierce silenced her with a kiss.

She returned the kiss, parting her lips to allow his warm tongue into her acceding mouth once more. Her own hands drifted up his arms, caressing their firmness. He kissed her even more deeply than before, while his hand began to rub and massage her prim mound. Tasting his sweet saliva mingling with her own, and feeling his intimate touch between her legs sent arousing tendrils of warmth snaking up her spine. Starling moaned into his mouth and felt herself getting wet and slippery in his grasp.

Too much! Too far, not on the first night, something said in the far back of her mind.

But she could not seem to resist. Pierce was in full control and she was liking it more and more by the second. Finally, Starling managed the will power to whisper between kisses, imploring him, "wait, wait, wait!"

"What, is something wrong?" he asked, continuing to rub her soft spot.

"No...it's just...I don't know," she stammered, shuddering as warm tingles rolled up her torso. She squeezed his arms, pulling him closer despite her words. "This...this is fast."

"Come on, Star," he replied. "Don't you like me?"

"Yes...oh yes!"

"And didn't we have a fun tonight?"

"Yesss-eek!" She let out a little a squeal as he pushed aside her panties and slid a finger into her slippery cooch.

"You don't want the fun to end...do you?"

Starling didn't know how to respond, this was too soon for her, way past her comfort zone, and yet she could not bring herself to deny him. Her bottom lip was trembling as the sensation of his finger sliding in and out of her, sent electricity dancing up her spine. She looked up at him pleadingly, her emerald eyes begging not to be pushed.

"Just relax," Pierce whispered, continuing to finger her. "You're mine tonight!"

His words made her pussy quiver around his finger, and Starling knew she would do whatever he wanted. He was in full control and there was nothing she could do about...nothing she wanted to do about it! So she gave in completely, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling his lips against hers. He pulled her forward on the stool, spreading her legs a bit wider, and adjusting her hips to give him full access. A second finger slid in beside the first, making the gorgeous red head groan.

Pierce kissed her hungrily, becoming so aggressive Starling felt as if he were trying to devour her. This seemed to turn her on even more, and she relished it as her lips and chin were soon dripping with his spit.

While they were making out, he reached up and unclasped her halter, peeling down the top of her dress, exposing her voluptuous breasts. Her pink little nipples were already stiff and erect. Hot tingles danced through her chest as his strong fingers closed around her plump left boob. He squeezed hard, pushing her back against the bar as he groped, his broad thumb dragged across her nipples, wringing a little whimper from her ruby lips. He began to finger her a little more insistently and Starling moaned as her legs began to tremble.

He pulled her off the stool, and peeled off the rest of her dress, letting it fall down her long silken legs into a heap around her feet. Starling stood before Pierce, naked except for the scant little panties he'd picked out for her, and the scarlet stilettoes.

"On your knees," he said lustily.

Starling obeyed eagerly, kneeling down and coming face to face with a huge bulge in his pants. The buxom red head unbuckled, unzipped and unbuttoned his pants, then reached in and took out his cock. She was shocked by the size of it, even though it was already engorged but not quite hard. It was a magnificent cock, beautifully smooth and well-shaped, just the sight of it made her pussy quiver, even though she was not at all that kind of girl, or didn't think she was. It was also a little intimidating, once it reached its full erection, Starling wasn't sure she would be able to fit it in her mouth, much less anywhere else.

The young woman stroked the cock with her dainty hands for a moment, enjoying the smoothness and warmth before licking along the entire length of his shaft. She planted a few wet kisses on the tip, feeling it stiffening, she dragged her tongue along the shaft again, more slowly this time. When she got to the tip, there was a pearly bead of precum beginning to drip. She licked it off, tasting him for a moment before devouring his perfect cock.

Pierce groaned noisily as her soft lips closed around his shaft. The sound of his approval spurred the girl on and she began to suck eagerly. It quickly became a messy affair, as her own saliva mixed with his precum becoming a stringy slime. It was a wretched feeling in her mouth, but she savored every moan and groan her efforts drew from Pierce. Spit and precum streamed from her lips, dripping down her chin onto her naked tits, as she bobbed and sucked voraciously.

Pierce's perfect member continued to grow and harden in her mouth, quickly becoming too much for Starling to handle. Desperate to please him though, she would not relent. She continued to swallow his cock as deeply as she could, often choking herself and gagging when it hit the back of her throat.

"Oh fuck yeah," he groaned, tangling his fingers into her thick crimson tresses.

She looked up at him, and realized he had removed his shirt and jacket. His upper body was sculpted and muscular, and the sight of it sent a wave of lust rolling through her.

She continued to pump his cock in and out of her mouth, stroking the shaft while she sucked on the head lustfully. She felt his grip tightening in her hair, and his cock began to twitch. Soon he was gushing thick warm semen into her mouth and Starling gulped it down! She stroked and sucked, trying to milk every drop, playing with it in her mouth, savoring it gooey and sticky on her tongue, and then feeling it slide all the way down her throat. Sucking his perfect cock, drinking his cum, made her feel so utterly subservient and horny.

Who had she become tonight?

Starling took his cock out of her mouth, licking her lips, and biting the bottom one delicately. Pierce reached down and scooped her up into his arms. Starling came willingly, eagerly, loving his strength as he carried her into the bedroom. He tossed her onto the bed, and she giggled bouncing on the surprisingly springy mattress. She had lost her shoes somewhere along the way.

As he stripped off his pants, shoes and socks, Starling had a moment to breath and realize what was about to happen. She was about to give it up on the first date, if it was even a date. She had only even met him that day, yet here she was practically naked, laying in his bed, and unquestionably about to get fucked!

Suddenly she felt like a total slut.

Pierce crawled onto the bed, smiling that viper's grin as he grabbed her and pulled off the G-string. Starling rolled onto her back, spreading her legs and presenting her tight hairless little pussy. She gazed up at him, ashamed and unsure but knowing it was too late to stop.

"Good girl," Pierce whispered, and the praise tickled down her spine.

He positioned himself between her legs, rubbing the head of his cock along her slit. She sucked in sharply, feeling pangs of anticipation. She wanted him so badly!

He continued to tease her for several long moments, liking the way she squirmed and whined as his tool slid along her seam. He pushed between her dewy petals, stroking that bulbous head over her clit, making Starling shiver and gush wetly.

"Nnn, Pierce," she moaned softly, tugging at his body, becoming desperate to be taken.

Pierce made no response, only interested in her pussy now, continuing to prod and stimulate her sensitive clit. Once she was sopping wet, he reached down, spread her open, and penetrated her! The young woman whimpered as his massive tool stretched her tight little cunt. He was too big!

"Wait," she gasped, putting a hand on his hip. "Go slow..."

Pierce pushed in slowly, stretching her painfully. He pulled out and thrust back in, more quickly this time. Starling jumped, whining as she struggled to accommodate him. She tried spreading her legs, adjusting her hips but nothing eased her strain. Pierce was simply too big for her tight little pussy.

"Stop, ngh," she groaned, as he continued to thrust. "Take it-OW...out..."

"Relax, and trust me," he said, giving her trembling lips a quick kiss.

Starling wanted to protest, but she was quickly turned onto her side. Pierce straddled one of her legs, and threw the other over his muscular shoulder. She braced herself as he thrust into her once again. The new position opened her up a little differently, her pussy stretched around his tool as it slid in smoothly making her moan. He began to thrust rhythmically, each time sending a wave of pleasure rushing through her.

"Ohhhh gawd!" she moaned in shock. "OH Pierce! Nnnuh! Ohh!"

Starling's head began to spin, and she moaned every time that magnificent cock dove into her sopping wet cooz. As Pierce rocked her slender frame, she became acutely aware of her boobs. Feeling them bounce and jiggle every time he thrust his rod deep inside of her made Starling feel incredibly feminine. Her chest flushed white hot, intensifying this sensation. She could already feel a building of orgasmic energy, unable to believe Pierce Ashton was making her feel this good!

"Oh Pierce! Oh gawd! Oh Yes! Yeeaahhsss!"

Starling came, moaning loudly as her entire body tensed against Pierce's masculine frame. She was gasping for breath, even as she was rolled onto her back. This time he grabbed her ankles and pushed them up by her ears, folding the flexible redhead in half. She squirmed, feeling so open and vulnerable in that position.

Pierce wasted no time plunging his cock into her cunt, making her squeal. He leaned forward, pinning her knees against her shoulders with his broad chest, holding her down. She gasped and whimpered, feeling his rigid cock sliding and thrusting. She wiggled her legs anxiously, but that only seemed to encourage Pierce to fuck her harder! She could feel every inch hammering back and forth, swelling, pulsing, filling her up so intensely, stretching her to the limit! Pleasure mingled with pain, as he continued to pound her pussy.