The Debt Collector novel Chapter 8

Saoirse wasn’t kidding when she said she had no idea what to do. But it wasn’t her fault, so Alex decided to let it slide.

“Ugh…take it easy with those teeth! You are supposed to be pleasuring me, not bite my dick off,” Alex was annoyed.

“I told you I’m not good at it! I don’t want to do this anymore,” Saoirse whined.

“Fine, just stop and come here,” Alex picked her up and threw her on the bed. He took his shirt off and then his pants. He was extremely aroused after seeing her naked, and he didn’t have the patience to teach her how to give him head.

She had a terrified expression on her face. She was fine just a moment ago, so Alex was confused.

“What’s with that face?” he asked.

“Uh…um…is it gonna hurt like yesterday? I am still kind of sore,” she asked nervously.

“It shouldn’t. But if you tense up like this, it might so just relax,” he said.

“I…I can’t,” she said quietly. “Please don’t make me do this again,” she pleaded. Tears started to collect at the corner of her eyes.

Alex looked at her intently. Maybe he shouldn’t rush it. It’s not fun if he has to force himself on her every time. It’ll be more enjoyable for both of them if she wants it.

“Alright, how about I just touch you, and you tell me where it feels good. For now,” he said.

“O…okay,” she whispered and wiped her tears.

Alex caressed her breasts gently. They are so perky and cute, he thought. He was used to sleeping with more voluptuous women, so this was a little different. He slowly trailed his hand down and stroked between her legs. She moaned softly. Her face was slowly turning redder.

“Does this feel good?” he said. His voice seemed unnatural to his own ears. He couldn’t remember the last time he spoke to anyone in that gentle tone.

“I don’t know…” she said and moaned. He smiled. From the looks of it, she was enjoying it.

She was still very tight, so he slid his finger inside and moved it in and out. He leaned over and bit her lightly on the neck.

“Aah! What are you doing?” she gasped.

“Claiming you because you are mine,” he smirked.

He watched as she moaned from pleasure when he played with the most sensitive part of her body. He loved the face she made. He could look at her all day and never get tired of it, he thought.

“It seems like your body wants me,” he whispered.

“No, it doesn’t,” she whimpered.

“But you are so wet, though,” he smirked.

“What does that mean?” she whimpered.

“That means you are ready for me to put my dick inside you,” he said matter of factually.