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Fuck me! I should have relieved myself first. She is more than a fucking Goddess. I should be calling her Queen, Vixen, Jezebel, utterly intoxicating. I am unable to stop staring at the hips of the woman who is meant to bear my children. Continuing to look at her body, I notice she has the ass of a siren, and it’s begging for my cock to spread and pop that ass cherry. My hands draw her head backward, arching her back, and making her whine for me to go deeper. Her tits are more than a handful, but not so big they would suffocate my kid as they eat. Hell, my mouth is watering thinking about putting them in my own mouth right now.

Not thinking, I glance down between her legs and almost fall into the tub. Her pussy lips are bare, but I can see a thin layer of hair. However, it's the shiny glisten on her thighs that is forcing me to have to chant in my mind over and over that it is too soon. “Get in the tub.” The gruff command leaves my mouth. I have to walk out of the bathroom before I do something we both regret.

I lean against the wall outside of the bathroom, breathing in and out over and over willing my cock to go down so I can go back inside. When I feel like I am partially in control I head back in and come to a complete stop. She is lying back, eyes closed, and has a look of serenity on her face. She is so fucking beautiful. At this very moment, I swear to put that look on her face every single day.

“Want me to wash your hair?” Not moving from the door to give her a chance to let me know if she is comfortable with me touching her. She simply looks at me and nods. I take one more deep breath before walking over to the tub. “Are you going to tell me your name?” I ask her as I take a soft bath puff to start washing her chest and back. Continuing to run it over her arms and legs, while trying my damndest not to move under the water and go where I know I shouldn't.

“My name is Marquise and we have met before. Do you remember?” My hands are hovering against her thigh, still not trusting myself. She doesn't say a word. Instead, she opens her legs, giving me permission to move and remove the conflict within. Slowly, I move the puff towards the space that is going to be my heaven. I move it up and down, noting how her chest moves faster. I see her hips jump and I know she is feeling it too. “Not yet Goddess. Not yet. I promise it won’t be long now. But you have to talk to me first, baby.”

After that, I finish washing her body and hair. Helping her out, dried off, and into one of my shirts. Once I get her into the kitchen, I make her some eggs and toast, not sure what she likes. As expected, she devours the plate of food and the orange juice I give her, causing my heart to react, thinking about how long she must have been without food. “Come on baby. Time to get some sleep.”

The walk up the stairs feels like I am walking to my doom. Knowing that we are going to be in a bedroom lying together with our bodies touching and my cock calling to her pussy, daring it to open up and let me touch. This is going to be pure torture. I shortly contemplate putting her in one of the other bedrooms to start off, but quickly decide against it. She might as well get used to it. Hell, for that matter, I should too.

“Get in the bed, Goddess.” She hesitates before turning and looking out the bedroom door. My instincts start to rise, preparing for her to run out of the room. I know I should be more understanding, but I need to hold her in my arms at least to know that she is okay. “I promise, I won’t hurt you. Well, not without your permission, baby. Get in the bed.”

Her eyes widen at my words. It’s as if I can read everything going through her mind. The glistening that crosses her gaze once again shows me, we are both feeling it. Once she is in the bed and covered up, her body a bundle of comfortability, I get in behind her and pull her into my arms. She initially tenses waiting to see if I will take it from her. Once she realizes I won’t, she relaxes into me and her breathing begins to settle. I use the moment to let her know I haven't forgotten.

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