Dahlia Carrington
~•~I stood nervously in front of the hotel, anxious to go inside.I had responded to the offer of one of the men, Damon Valentino, and we had gotten along through texts, enough for me to make the decision to meet him in person. Besides, I was running out of time. If he wasn’t going to be the one to help him, I should get it over with and move on.With those thoughts, I smoothened the crease on my blouse before walking in. Anya had encouraged me to put on something more appealing but I refused. Besides, it was just dinner and I figured a plain blouse and some jeans would suffice.I met the receptionist and even though I was feeling shy, I greeted her warmly before telling her I had a reservation under the name, Valentino.Handing a pass to me, she instructed me to use the private elevator that led to the rooftop. She most likely knew what I was here for but I didn’t let it deter me.In no time, the elevator doors opened, revealing the rooftop. It was wide and spacious with only one table and two chairs opposite each other. The man that was sitting on one of the chairs stood up on my arrival and I sucked in a sharp breath.If I thought he looked handsome in his pictures, then he looked ethereal in real life. He even looked younger. His light brown hair parted in the middle and fell to his ears, his bright blue eyes shone in the dim light and when he smiled softly, I almost took a step back. He was otherworldly, too young to be a supposed sugar daddy, and too handsome to be in the app in the first place.But then again, what if he was a predator?“Miss Carrington.” He said politely as he approached me.My legs felt glued to the ground so I stayed rooted in place as he walked closer to me, only speaking when he was in front of me. “Mr. Valentino.”“Call me Damon.” He extended his arm to me and I took it hesitantly. He laughed when he saw this; the sound was like music to my ears. I always thought Anya exaggerated things whenever she was describing a man to me. She wasn’t. “Am I making you uncomfortable?”I shook my head instantly. “No. No, you’re not.”“Good.” He directed me to the table and pulled out my chair for me. After I sat down, he sat in front of me. “Did I tell you you’re pretty yet?”I could not stop the blush that came down my cheeks. I’d been called pretty a lot, but coming from him, they sounded so sincere even if I knew all he wanted was sex. “You’re not so bad yourself.” I decided to return the compliment.“Thank you. What would you like to eat?”I was a very indecisive person and I didn’t know what and what not they had in the restaurant, which was why I said. “Anything is fine.”Nodding, he texted something on his phone before he placed it down on the table and stared at me.We were silent for the first few seconds and while I tried to return his stare, I ended up blushing again. He was looking at me so intensely that I wanted to run. When I planned to meet him, I was not expecting it to go like this. “Why are you staring at me like that?”“Like how?”“Like you’re trying to figure me out.”He shrugged. “I want to ask what a beautiful young lady like you is doing on that app but I guess that would be personal.”“It is.” I nodded. I didn’t know him that well. Just because I was going to be having sex with him didn’t mean I needed to spill my life problems to him. “And I could say the same about you?”“Relationships these days are ass and I’m a man with needs.” He said honestly yet vaguely.I nodded at his answer, but he didn’t stop looking at me. By the time I’d leave, my face would probably be red. “Stop staring at me.”“You look like a doll.” He confessed. “I’d recognize your features even if it was pitch black.” When I didn’t know what to answer, he chuckled. “Sorry, I’m used to saying it as I see it. I meant that as a compliment.”“Thank you, I guess.” I subconsciously tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear. “Why don’t we get to business?” I couldn’t handle him staring at me like that. I needed to keep him busy; us busy.He cocked his head to the side, the night light complimenting his perfect face. “Shouldn’t we get to know each other first?”“Why? Do I need to know about your issues before we fuck?”I didn’t know when those words exited my mouth but it amused him. “No, but what if you’re here to trap me with a baby or something?”I scoffed. “I barely even know you.”“Exactly. Isn’t that dangerous to you?”“Fine. We’ll keep things on a surface level and we’ll make it fast. I have to get back to work in an hour.” The words came out cold and harsh and for a moment, I thought I offended him with how rude they seemed.For a few seconds, he just stared at me even if I just told him we needed to make it fast, as though he wasn’t used to being told what to do. He proved me right when he opened his mouth to speak finally. “I hope this comes across as surface-level shit because for this to work, you’d learn to control your pretty little mouth and let me make the big decisions, okay?”That was the most demeaning thing a man had ever said to me. If it were one of the suitors my father prepared for me? I would’ve thought of ways to ghost them but it seemed like I was already far too gone because I found his dominance hot. I feared it even turned me on.Damon Valentino~•~Dahlia nodded like she was in a trance. It intrigued me. I had a lot of doubts about our meetup and I almost stood her up, but Juan persuaded me to come. It was my first meet up and with how shy she was, I could tell that it was her first as well. She was easy to see through and while I could tell that she was soft-spoken and naive, I could also tell that she was trying so hard to come across as brave. She wanted to take matters into her own hands when she would prefer I do so instead.I sucked on my teeth, not wanting to scare her off on her first, dare I say, date. “I didn’t mean for that to come out so harsh.” It was obvious she really needed money if she needed to be at work in an hour. I hadn’t been so sure about the app thing, but as soon as I saw her, all my doubts were cleared. I wanted her.She shook her head. “It’s fine. It’s fine.”“Where do you work?”Dahlia looked at me suspiciously. “Why? Do you want to kidnap me when I’m going home alone at night?”I
Dahlia Carrington~•~“I still can’t believe you told him you are a virgin.”I sighed, regretting telling Anya about everything that happened with Damon. She still didn’t believe it, so she made sure to mention it fifty-three times per day.“He still signed the contract, didn’t he?” For once, we weren’t in the stuffy bar working. It was a nice afternoon and we were out shopping. I needed to buy some clothes for school as I had sold almost everything I left the house with.Damon wasn’t joking when he said he was going to pay a hundred grand per month and I was beginning to think that maybe, the job wasn’t so bad.A day after we met, he sent the contract digitally and after reading through it, I signed it, keeping a copy on my phone just to be safe. As soon as I signed the contract, my account was credited with the promised money. For a few minutes, I just stared blankly at my phone, refusing to believe it was reality.It seemed like he was an Angel from above. We hadn’t even done anyt
Dahlia Carrington~•~“Why are you taking a shower at this time? Are you going out?”I almost jumped in fright at the question, but I was able to hold myself back. Wrapped in a towel, with one around my hair, I had just stepped out of the bathroom only to see Prisha, one of my roommates, on the wall directly opposite the bathroom. There was only one so it meant we all had to share.I had never shared a bathroom with anyone but I was beginning to get used to it. Even the small studio apartment Fred allowed me to stay in came with its bathroom.“You scared me.”Prisha laughed, twirling her black hair that was in a ponytail. It was something I noticed she always did. I had been here for only two nights but I knew that already. She came from a conservative Indian family which was why the lives of others intrigued her. She was also my coursemate and we were both freshmen. I was happy that I had someone to accompany me to classes.“You haven’t answered my question yet.” Prisha reminded me, f
Dahlia Carrington~•~My breathing hitched and my eyes were focused on him as he folded my panties and put them in his suit pocket. “W-what are you doing?” I stumbled over my words, unable to help being nervous.“You just finished dessert. Isn’t it fair I have mine as well?” Damon’s voice was husky as he asked me that question.Realization dawned on me at once when he parted my legs. I may have been indoors for most of my life, but I knew what it felt like to be aroused by a man. I’d read countless books which, in Anya’s words, were worse than watching porn.I could smell my arousal and I was certain he could too. He brought his face closer to my vagina and I completely stopped breathing.He peered up at me. “Breathe, doll.”As instructed, I took a deep breath, trying to ignore his hands on my bare skin. My dress had risen above my ass, which meant my pussy was on display for him. “What if someone walks in?” “No one will.” He assured me but that did not put my mind at ease. However,
Dahlia Carrington~•~It was the first day of school and everyone was running around like a headless chicken. It was so easy to spot a freshman because they were all like me; lost.Although Prisha and I were in the same department, we weren’t taking the same courses and it just so happened that my first class for the day was one Prisha wasn’t in.She knew more about the school than I did because she went for freshman orientation and familiarized herself with the school even before she got admitted. I wished she was here to guide me but unfortunately, I was stuck trying to find Philosophy 151 on my own.My hair was all over the place – I sincerely regretted not putting it up in a ponytail – with my tote bag in my right hand. I regretted not bringing a bigger back because I bought most of my books this morning, so some were in my hand.Not focusing on where I was going, I ended up bumping into someone. I heard a deep grunt and I whined in frustration as my books went flying all over the
Damon Valentino~•~It was not easy holding back when it came to Dahlia. She looked innocent and naive but I could just tell she had the naughtiest thoughts. She was shy but got wet for me too easily. It was like she wanted me to bend her over the table and fuck her straight to hell.Or maybe, I just wanted that.However, I was considerate of the fact that her little virgin pussy was untouched. I wanted to ease her into it. I didn’t want to break her: I had a feeling things were going to go way past our agreement but I did not mind.I’d had a taste of her and there was no damn way I was letting her go now. She didn’t know what she had gotten herself into. She was now mine to use, fuck, and caress. I was so fucking attracted to the woman that I got hard just thinking of her. It also didn’t help that I found myself thinking about her every fucking second, especially how she tasted.We had made an arrangement to meet on Friday night, with plans for her to stay with me until the next day,
Dahlia Carrington~•~Damon and I were in trouble; me more so because there was absolutely no way I could refund his money and I couldn’t drop his course. There was also the fact that I was attracted to him a little too much. I had a dream about him last night and it wasn’t something I would like anybody to know about. I woke up sweating, panting and my panties were soaked.It was not easy going through the rest of my classes. Luckily, I had only two more. My brain was occupied with the kind of relationship I had landed in with my professor. I was basically his sex toy; a person to be called whenever he was horny and wanted to release tension. It was nothing conventional, and now, it was forbidden because he was my professor.I wondered what he wanted to say to me as I walked out of my last class. I was torn between wanting him to call it off or continuing with the arrangement but I dared not voice it out.“The first day was crazy.” Prisha sighed. I’d finally met Prisha in my second c
Dahlia Carrington~•~[Me: just how much do you have?]It was a Wednesday afternoon and I was finally putting my room in order as I had no classes for the day. However, I could not stop the curiosity that had been gnawing on me since Monday. Damon seemed to have a lot of money and it was quite suspicious where he got it from. What if he sold women for fun?[Damon: why? Do you want me to double the price?][Me: would you?][Damon: if you manage to convince me]I scrunched my eyebrows. He had enough money to double it without fear of going broke. There was no doubt he was a millionaire, but even if he saved up his salary for years, it wouldn’t be up to a million dollars.[Me: no, but fr, what do you do?][Damon: I don’t feel comfortable sharing my personal details over text]My tongue poked the inside of my cheek as I stared at the drawer which I had to put together. What did he mean by that?[Damon (2) : if you want answers, you can come find them.]I shook my head with a chuckle. Of c