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"Unacceptable?" I snap, my anger breaking through the cracks of my despair. "Unacceptable is what you did to Tanner! How could you hurt your own son like that? How can I trust you, Brian?"
His face darkens, his eyes flashing with a mix of anger and guilt. "You don't understand, Blair. Tanner was out of control. I had to?—"
"You had to what?" I interrupt, my voice trembling with a mixture of fury and hurt. "Hit him? Is that your solution to everything? Violence?"
My words hang heavy in the air, the truth of them echoing between us. Brian's jaw clenches, and for a moment, I see a flicker of remorse in his eyes. But it's quickly replaced by stubborn defiance.
"He's my son, Blair. I know what's best for him," he retorts, his voice strained.
"I just can’t believe that you hit him!”
"Fuck, Blair. He didn’t have an ounce of remorse for what he did to you!" Brian blocks the doorway of my shitty efficiency apartment, refusing to let me leave. "And this…this is how you want to resolve things? Coming to hide out in this hell hole? You. Aren't. Leaving. Me."
Right this moment, I feel ungrateful. Ungrateful for all the beautiful things Brian has done for me, ungrateful for how kind and caring he's been even when it goes against his nature.
And ungrateful for the feelings that he so clearly has for me, and that I return in kind. Do I love Brian? I've asked myself this question over and over, and the part that scares me is that from the very beginning, I've thought that yes, I do. I do love him.
Tears well in my eyes, and I try to swallow past the lump in my throat. Oh, god. I didn't come back to this old apartment because I was scared of Brian. I came back because I was afraid of how much I loved him after such a short time.
And because I'm scared of the positive pregnancy test sitting on my bathroom counter right now. But I'll have to deal with that later.
"Brian," I gasp, the tears starting to roll down my face. "I'm sorry."
All of his anger bleeds out in an instant, and he's right in front of me, cupping my face and brushing my tears away with his thumbs. "Blair, no. I shouldn't have yelled. Just the thought of you running from me had me so angry…"
The sobs are coming hard now, but Brian tilts my face up and slants his mouth over mine. He kisses me deeply, with such a feeling that it takes my breath away.
I don't know how it happens, but soon enough he's got me backed up with my legs against my little dining table. At first, I think he's going to lift me on top of it, but he surprises me by putting his hands on my hips and pivoting me, my back to his chest.
"I want to try something different," he rasps against my hair, lips moving to the shell of my ear. “I’m done arguing and talking about all this stupid shit. We can’t let anything and anyone come between us. I just want you.”
“Yes, Daddy. I just want you, too.” I'm already feeling drunk on him. Anything he suggests is on the table as long as he keeps touching me. "What did you have in mind?"
Brian's hands move to cup my ass cheeks, kneading them firmly. "I want to fuck this soft, round ass of yours, Blair."
My breath catches in my throat, and my pussy gives an involuntary clench. I've never even thought about doing that before, but with Brian, it sounds…intriguing. Everything he’s done to me so far has been so full of pleasure.
"Are you sure? Doesn't that hurt?"
"At first," he answers simply. "But you know I'll make it good for you."
"Yes," I answer, and the word barely leaves my lips before his mouth is on my neck, kissing and sucking. One of his hands snakes around to my chest and yanks my dress down, freeing my breasts. The cool air makes my nipples pebble, and Brian teases one with his fingers while the other hand moves to dip between my legs.
"This pretty little pussy is already wet for me," he growls, nipping my neck.
"Of course I'm wet for you," I moan. "I always am. You're all I can think about, Brian."
His answering groan is deep and low, and it makes me shiver.
"I can't tell you how happy it makes me to hear you say that, baby. But I've got to warn you, if I take your ass, it's not going to be enough. I'll need all of you every day in every way. Is that what you want?"
I already know the answer before I even open my mouth. "Yes, Brian. Yes. I want it, all of it. Give it to me."
"Then you've got me, Blair. Forever. Now, I'm going to get this ass ready for me, and I want you to touch yourself. I want you to come for me, baby."
I don't hesitate, sliding my hand down and between my legs, stroking my clit in tight circles. It feels so good, and with Brian's body behind mine, supporting me, it's easy to lose myself in the pleasure.
Brian is working me too, his fingers dipping into my pussy and his thumb teasing my ass. The combination of his hands and mine is too much, and I’m barreling towards the edge.
