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Just the thought of giving myself over to him fully makes butterflies launch in my stomach. I'm afraid, but I can do this. I want to do this. I've never had a connection like the one I have with Brian, and something tells me that I never will again.
This is it. He's the end-all-be-all for me. It doesn't matter if he's my boss or my ex-boyfriend’s dad. I'm so sure that the universe has made the decision for me, and that I've always been destined to end up here in this hot tub in this penthouse with this man.
Getting ready to fuck for the very first time.
"I..." I start, trying to figure out the best words for something that feels so momentous. "We can do more if you want, Brian."
His lips quirk in a smile. "I do, Blair. I want you."
I shiver in his arms, his words like a caress across my skin.
"You're not too nervous, are you?" he asks, pulling back to search my face.
"A little," I admit. "But not enough to stop. You... You make me feel safe, Brian."
His smile is a flash of white in the dark.
"I don't ever want to make you feel unsafe, Blair."
"You don't. I promise."
"Good," he murmurs. "So good, baby. Now, how about we get out of the water and go dry off somewhere a bit more comfortable?"
I nod and watch as Brian rises, water sluicing off his body, his cock bobbing heavy and hard. It looks big, too big if I’m being honest. How is that supposed to fit inside me? He wraps a towel around his hips and holds out his hand for me, and I step out of the water.
"Such a pretty little thing," he says. It makes me blush, and it also makes me feel special, cherished for the first time since I can remember.
He leads me by the hand back to his bedroom and I pause, suddenly shy.
"Don't be afraid, Blair. Let's get dried off."
I follow him into the bathroom and he grabs a fluffy white towel, drying himself off quickly and turning his attention to me. Brian is so tall and just packed with muscle, but his skin is warm and velvety against mine. I'm not exactly dripping wet, but he towels off my arms and legs anyway, taking his time.
It's intimate and sweet, and I can't help the butterflies in my stomach that are just multiplying now, unstoppable.
He hangs the towel back up and then, slowly, he tugs me close to him, his hand splayed against my lower back. "Tell me, sweet Blair. Do you want me?"
I nod.
"I'll let you look your fill. Just know that you have to touch me too. Can you do that for me, baby?"
"I...yes, Daddy."
His smile is a flash of white in the dim light, and he steps back from me, letting me drink in the sight of him. He's gorgeous, tall, and broad, with thickly corded muscle and a light dusting of dark hair across his chest. His skin is smooth and tanned, and his cock is thick and heavy between his legs, pressing against the towel. I can't help but stare, and he lets me, standing still while I take it all in.
When I'm done, I meet his eyes, and he's got a look on his face that I can't quite place.
"Do you like what you see, baby?" he asks, his voice a low rumble.
I nod, not sure what to say.
"Good. Come here, then. Let Daddy show you how to touch him."
I do as he asks, letting him draw me close. He takes my hand and places it on his chest, his skin warm and soft under my fingers.
"Just like this, Blair. You can touch me anywhere." He leans in to brush a kiss over my lips, wet heat blooming between my thighs.
I let him guide my hand, stroking over his chest and down his stomach, pausing at the waistband of his towel. He nods, and I slip my hand beneath the fabric, cupping his cock. He's hard and heavy in my palm, and I marvel at how different he feels from me.
