That combined with the whiplash he caused when my head bounced off the wall is enough to make this hot tub a godsend for me. Bryan hands me a glass of wine, and I sip it until the aftershock of the day’s events leaves my mind.
All that I can think about now is the throbbing need growing between my legs. I was so scared to give Bryan head. I didn’t think I could do it right, but making him come really turned me on. He pulls me close and puts his arm around me.
“Are you finished with your wine?”
“Yes, I think one glass is enough for me.”
“Alright, then. It’s time to get you out of your underwear.” He opens the hooks on the back of my bra so that I can take it off. “Now the panties.”
I remove my panties and toss them onto the balcony. He was right all along. Naked is better.
“Come sit on my lap,” he tells me so I spin around and straddle his legs.
He suckles my breasts while he plays with my bottom.
“You’ve got me hard again.”
He grips my hips and guides me down onto his fully erect cock. I never knew what it was like to have a man inside me, and now that the fear of the first time is behind me, I can focus on how my entire body responds to him.
My heart rate quickens, and my leg muscles tense. My nipples get hard, and my skin tingles. I feel a kind of hunger growing in the pit of my stomach that gets stronger the more I grind myself against him.
He’s letting me control the situation so I take my time riding him fast, then slow, then taking him all the way inside me and grinding against him. It doesn’t take long for me to work myself up into a frenzy. He takes my hands and holds them tightly as my orgasm overtakes me.
“My turn,” he growls. He lifts me off him and pushes me against the side of the tub, mounting me from behind. With one hand on my neck and the other on my hip, he takes me in hard, deep thrusts as the hot water splashes my face and chest.
I cry out and he smacks my bottom. “You like this, don’t you, baby?”
“I do, Daddy. I do.”
He places his hands on the tub on either side of me and fucks me so hard I think he might launch me right off the balcony. It feels so good that I feel my second orgasm building. I’ve awakened the animal in him, and I love what he’s doing to me.
The sound of the traffic on the street beneath us drowns out our cries as he wraps his arm around my waist and lifts me off my knees, pounding me harder and harder until we come together in a symphony of beautiful release.
As we lie together in the bubbling water, Bryan asks, “Were you scared today?”
“I was at first, but somehow, I knew you’d find me and save me. I just knew it in my soul.”
“Good girl. I don’t ever want you to be in danger, but you need to know that I would go to hell and back for you. Nobody is ever going to hurt you again. I promise.”
“I believe you, Daddy,” I say as he kisses my forehead.
Bryan hops out of the tub and pulls two large folded towels from a rack inside a teak cabinet. He wraps one around his waist and wraps me in the other. We go inside and lie on his bed together, falling asleep in our towels.
As the sun rises the next morning, Bryan asks me if I’d like to take a ride out to the country. Excited by the notion of seeing more of my new home state, I eagerly agree. It’s not until we’re dressed and in the car that he tells me we’re going to meet his family.
9
BRYAN
We set out on the drive just after sunrise on this crisp, fall day. It takes less than two hours to get to my hometown, but I want to stop for breakfast and some sightseeing along the way.
This is the best time to show Beth the area where I grew up. People drive in from other states just to see the fall color out here. I watch her expression as the scenery changes from urban sprawl to winding roads lined with trees showing off their red, yellow, and orange foliage.
“If someone told me that there was more to New York than the city, I wouldn’t have believed them. This is so pretty,” she tells me.
“It may not be as big as California but we have a little bit of everything. We have beach towns, ski resorts, you name it.”
“It doesn’t matter how big California is. I spent my whole life there and didn’t make it out of L.A.”