“People have taken away my choices my whole life,” she says. “You never did that. I want to make the most important choice of all, who I love.”
“You really want me, right?”
“Yeah, I love my brother but I’m not going to pass up an opportunity at happiness because he’s declared me off limits. I’m not ever going to let people control me. I’m making my own choices in life from now on. And I don’t want to hear any more of this nonsense about you being too big.”
“But I am. Everyone in the world can’t be wrong and you’re right about that.”
She shrugs, making her breasts jiggle again.
“Yeah, I get that you’re big. I’d have to be blind not to see that. What I’m saying is I like that part of you. When I’m with you, I feel safe, sheltered and protected, like nothing in the world can get to me. The mechanics of being together don’t scare me. Sure you’re big, but you’re gentle and tender.”
God dammit, she’s right. “You’re changing everything I thought I knew about myself and my life.”
“You were always going to have to change in order to find a life partner. Changing for the woman who adores you is just icing on an already delicious cake.”
After a long moment, I reach out and close my hand around her wrist, tugging her closer.
“Please don’t tell me later that I pushed myself on you. I think that would break me.”
“I would never blame you. This is me telling you what I want for myself.”
“Don’t ever tell Rick I took advantage of you. He’s my best friend and I don’t want to lose him.”
“Of course. Saying that would be a lie and I’m not a liar.”
I feel a hint of a smile come over my face. “And don’t ever pretend you didn’t know what you were getting yourself into by gettin’ with a biker instead of a banker.”
“I won’t,” she says smugly, because at this point, she knows that I’m giving in.
Steam curls around us as I open the front of my jeans with my free hand.
“Alright, I’ll shower with you. If it goes alright, I’ll make you my old lady.”
She laughs easily at my lame joke.
“You’re too much. I love that dry witty sense of humor you have.”
“Have you ever had sex before?” That question catches her off guard. I can tell by how quickly her head comes up. “It’s not a trick question, Nat. I just want to know so I can make it good for you.”
“No, I never got the opportunity or met anyone I wanted. But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to.”
“Thanks for being honest with me. I want us to take our time and make sure you’re comfortable and make sure your body is prepared enough to take my thick cock, alright?”
She nods and slides her pants down the curve of her hips and tosses them into the hamper.
And I stare and stare and stare some more. I know that I’ve got my feelings involved here but Natalie is shockingly beautiful. No, it’s not that her body is technically perfect, it’s more like a perfect-to-my-eyes kind of thing. The feeling is so strong that there is no denying it.
We get into the shower together and I turn her around and begin soaping up her back. I want to put my hands on her in a way that reassures her and isn’t overtly sexual.
“Are you okay with what I’m doing?”
She turns to look at me over her shoulder. “No, I want more.”
I smother back a smile because this woman who’s asked to be my old lady is bold about wanting me. I like that more than I should. A little voice in the back of my mind says Natalie’s first time should be with a man who cares about her pleasure, a man who loves her like I do.
I slide both of my soapy hands around to her stomach and tug her back against my hard cock. I can hear the small sound of surprise and pleasure she makes. Then she stretches her hands up behind her to caress my face. I slide my hands up to cup her breasts and toy with her nipples. The more I turn her on, the more she wiggles against my cock. Why something so small and innocent thrills the fuck outta me, I’ll never know.
I rinse us off and dry her off so I can begin giving her the pleasure she deserves. When we climb into bed, I roll over onto my back and tell her, “If we’re doing this, we’re gonna do it my way, so you don’t get crushed.”
