Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 139(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 139(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
"Come here."
I shouldn't give in. I shouldn't go to him. If I do, there'll be no stopping me. I've come this far down the path of temptation. But as he reaches for me, his big strong body emerging from the water, he leans in and kisses my shoulder, causing an eruption of goosebumps all down my body.
But worse than that, the lips continue, moving up the side of my neck in teasing little nips. Finally, the other half of my resolve melts away into dust, and I'm rising in the water, the last clinging bits of dignity dripping from me as I do just what he asked.
I go to him.
It doesn't matter anymore that I shouldn't do this because he’s whispering against my skin, "This is good, baby," and his hands are framing my shoulders and kneading there. Tired and thrumming with need, I lay my head on his shoulder and sigh. This is wonderful.
Better than I imagined.
"Lean forward," he mumbles into the space behind my ear.
What he's giving me is already so good, causing me to let out a soft little sound of contentment. I know he heard it when his hands slide from my shoulders, going around my ribs and pulling me back and flush against his chest.
"I can just hold you." He breathes the words into my ear. "But I'd be lying if I said I didn't want more, sweet Blair."
I nibble my bottom lip, shifting against him in the hot tub. The city lights twinkle beyond, dangerous and beautiful all at the same time, but I know right here, with Brian, I'm safe.
Safe enough to let him take my virginity, though?
Yes, my heart whispers, acknowledging that I’ve never ever felt this way before. Yes, you do. Throw caution to the wind. Do it, Blair.
I know it's been some time since he made his statement when Brian gently prompts, "Blair?"
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.