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She is mine; she is mine to show her everything. She deserves the world.

I lead her into my bedroom and settle her on the edge of the bed. “Scoot to the middle, my girl,” I encourage her and she does as I ask while watching my every move.

I take off my shirt but leave on my sweatpants. I won’t be taking off all my clothes during this.

First thing first, I walk into the bathroom and grab a bottle of body lotion and her hairbrush.

Back in my bedroom, she is twisting the bottom of her shirt. I know the nerves are getting the best of her.

She holds her breath when I climb onto the bed, moving to sit behind her. “What are you doing?” she asks me. I tilt her head gently to the side. “Brushing your hair.”

She gives me a shocked look but sits forward so I can take her hair down, letting the long strands slide down into my lap.

“Beautiful,” I tell her softly, running my hand along her neck, from her shoulder to her hair, running my hand through the strands.

“Thank you,” she whispers.

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Meghan

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My first thought was that he would drag me in here and devour me right here and now, but this is different than I expected.

He braces one hand on my thigh, the other takes my hairbrush gliding it along my strands. I close my eyes, letting out a deep breath, trying not to moan at the feeling of the bristles gliding along my scalp.

I’m almost lured to sleep, the nerves long gone. I can’t remember the last time someone has pampered me by brushing my hair until it’s buttery soft.

He sets the brush down beside me and his hand tilts my head to the side, exposing my neck.

The tips of his fingers glide along my neck, to the top of my shoulder blade. I feel his breath before the touch of his lips on the part where my neck meets my shoulder.

This time the moan makes its way out, it’s soft, breathless but I feel him shift when he hears it.

“Lay down on your back, Angel.” He helps me lay down on the bed. “Can I take off your shirt?” he asks.

I let him pull my shirt off leaving me naked on top. The cool air causes goosebumps to break out across my skin.

He runs his hands down my arms, then puts lotion in his hands and starts rubbing them together to warm the lotion up.

He starts at the top of my hands, gliding the lotion up along my arm, gently massaging.

I forget about everything else as all I can focus on is his hands massaging my arms and neck.

He goes arm to arm, shoulder to shoulder, up my neck to the back of my head. “You’re spoiling me.”

He chuckles. “Pants off, darlin.” He grips the tops of my sweats, dragging them down my body, taking my socks with them.

I’m completely bare in front of him now for the first time. He flips me over onto my stomach with my bare ass in the air.

He puts the cool lotion on my back, spreads it across my back, massaging the top of my shoulders. “Oh God,” I moan.

I hear him chuckling, but I don’t pay him any attention, my mind is mush. Little by little, he glides down my body. He massages my ass cheeks, then the back of my legs.

I never knew a massage could turn me on so much. Maybe it’s him or maybe it’s because I am so attracted to him.

His hand are all over me and I find myself clenching when he would touch me in certain places. It’s so close to where I want him but so far away.

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