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Suddenly, firm hands rub up and down my back. Before I can even think about turning around, I know it’s Ethan. I was so lost in my thoughts, I didn’t even hear him come into the apartment, even though I knew he’d get home at any point in time.
“Hey, are you okay?” he asks, his lips brushing against the nape of my neck.
“I …”
Tell him the truth, that little voice in the back of my mind says. Let him decide for himself whether he wants to stick around after you tell him about your father.
Ethan brushes a hand down from my neck to my shoulder, and then down my arm. The simple gesture wipes my mind, erasing any thoughts that aren’t related to the sensation of his hands on me. Whatever I was worrying about can wait while I relish this feeling.
“You know you can talk to me about anything, right?” he tells me as he engulfs my hand in his. “I know we’ve been moving fast, but this is real to me.”
It’s real to me, too, I want to say. That’s why I’m so scared. The words don’t come, not when I can’t think of anything but him.
Suddenly, Ethan appears in front of me, kneeling to look me in the eyes. “You don’t have to tell me anything if you don’t want to. Just …” He pauses as he places a hand on my cheek, brushing my hair out of my face. “Just know that I’m committed to you. To us. Nothing can scare me away from you.”
You say that without having met my father or knowing what he’s capable of.
I don’t deserve this man. He’s never pushed me in a way I don’t want.
“What can I do to make you feel better, baby?” he asks softly, his intense blue eyes looking at me like he can see everything I’m thinking. Even though I know he can’t, it leaves me feeling vulnerable in a way I know only he can fix.
“Kiss me,” I say softly as I meet his gaze.
Ethan threads his fingers through my hair and I close my eyes, tears gathering on my lashes as I push away the anxiety aboutmy situation. I sigh in content as he kisses me. It’s simple and loving at first, but soon, the kiss grows hungry.
He surges forward, caging me into the couch as he devours my mouth with his. Need rocks my body. I open to him, letting him fit between my legs as his tongue swipes between my lips.
“How do you want it, little girl?” he says roughly. “How do you want Daddy to make you feel good?”
In an instant, I’m squirming beneath him as heat makes my pussy ache for him. Already, I’m dying to get out of my clothes, to let him do whatever the hell he wants to me. “Whatever you want,” I gasp. “I just want you inside me.”
I need this to feel like it’ll last forever. I want to be able to remember this after it all falls apart.
“Is my baby becoming a slut for daddy’s cock?” Ethan purrs. His hands drop away and he starts to work on his belt. My hands tangle with his, eager to get to his length. When it springs forward out of his work jeans, a thought strikes me.
With shaking hands, I push him back from the couch. He stands, looking curious as I kneel in front of him. When I lean forward, however, his eyes widen.
“Baby, you don’t have to—”
His protest gets cut off by a groan as I lick at the precum beading on his tip. It makes me feel more confident, and soon I’m closing my mouth around his girth. I suck for moment, before pulling off his cock with a pop.
“I want to,” I tell him. “Show me what you like.”
This makes him weave his hands into my hair. He guides me up and down his cock as he starts to thrust carefully into my mouth, making sure he takes it slow and doesn’t make me gag. Need curls in my stomach, making my pussy pulse around nothing.It’s all I can do to keep myself from shoving a hand down the front of my pants to take the edge off.
I never knew something like this could be so arousing for me. I now understand what he finds so enjoyable about doing the same thing to me.
“Such a good girl for me, letting Daddy use your mouth like this,” Ethan says through gritted teeth.
I hum around his cock in response, and his grip in my hair tightens. Suddenly, he stills, breathing hard as his head drops back. When he looks back down at me, he looks utterly wrecked. Then he pulls his cock from my mouth.
When I whine at the loss, he laughs darkly. “Almost got me to come in that pretty little mouth, but I want it to go somewhere else.”
I nod eagerly at him. “Please, Daddy. Fuck me.”
The cry I let out as he starts to fuck his cock inside me could shake the windows. A hand is still buried in my hair, holding me up as he takes me from behind on the living room floor. Our clothes are strewn around us, the carpet just plush enough beneath my hands and knees to keep them from hurting.
This is what I wanted. To lose myself in him, if just for a few moments. I’ll be able to hold onto this through whatever ends up happening in the future. This connection we have will never be able to be replaced, so I need to cherish whatever memories we manage to make together.
