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I laugh and brush a few stray hairs from her face. "You're so beautiful."

She blushes and looks away. "Ivan..."

My brothers' words come back to me. "Look. I don't want to mess this up. I want you, and you want me. Let's do something about it. Make our own choices."

I take her hand and pull her closer. She looks up at me, her eyes searching mine for the truth. I can see the apprehension in them.

“Ivan,” she says my name slowly and softly.

"I know you want me. I saw the way you looked at me during dinner." I lean in close. "I remember how you trembled from my touch that night at the beach house."

I can see her eyes darken with desire. She takes a deep breath before saying, “Yes, I want you, but..."

"We don't have to make it official."

She bites her lip. "I already told you. I want something real. I want what my parents had." She looks away.

I see the hurt in her eyes when she talks about her parents, and I pull her into a tight embrace.

"Your mother would be proud of you."

"You never met her."

"But I know you. You're determined, beautiful, and kind-hearted." She looks up at me. "You're perfect, Cassidy," I say. "My parents' relationship...well, it's not hell, but I don't know how much love is there. I see it as more of a marriage of convenience."

"Is that what you want?" she asks.

"I've never wanted to be married or in a long-term commitment." I look into the depths of her eyes. "Meeting you has made me re-think those things. Maybe long-term isn't so bad."

"Just ‘maybe’?"

I shrug. "That's all I have for now. For a guy like me, that’s saying a lot."

She bites her lip. "My mom died before I started dating, so I never got boy advice from her. But she told me a life without risks isn’t worth living." She places a hand on my chest. "When she met my dad, he didn't have much, but he did everything to provide for his family." She looks into my eyes. "I'm willing to take a risk with you."

She slides her hand under my shirt and up the hard ridges of my abs. My cock stands to attention and strains against my pants. I want to bury myself inside her and fuck her until she calls out my name.

Cassidy looks at me with her innocent brown eyes. "Take me, Ivan."

11

Honey Pot

Cassidy

Awildflameofhunger builds inside of me as Ivan lifts me into his arms and carries me to the bedroom. All thoughts of forbidden love, family, and friends vanish from my mind, and all that is left is Ivan and me. I’m ready for him to be my first.

His chest heaves as he removes his shirt. "Fuck, Cassidy. You have no idea how bad I’ve wanted this."

Ivan's bedroom is everything I imagine a penthouse bedroom to be. Sleek and modern furniture, floor-to-ceiling windows, and a freestanding gas fireplace dominate the room. I smile and relax on his California king bed.

He gives me a sultry smile as he slowly removes his belt.

The tension between my legs builds, and I squirm on the bed.

“Relax, baby,” he says in his deep voice that sets my skin ablaze.

His jeans drop past his slim hips. I watch the light trail of hair from his navel to his below his boxers. Slowly, he removes them, and his swollen member springs free. Pre-cum glistens on the tip, and he gets into the bed with me, never breaking eye contact.

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