“Take your dress off,” I order as I take a step back. “I want to see you. All of you.”
Eagerly, she stands and tears the garment over her head. It’s fascinating how demanding yet obedient she is. Looks like she has a praise kink, but what else? I’ve yet to find out, and damn, if I’m not excited to discover more.
Her dress lands on the floor, followed by her lacy blue bra.
At the sight of her, I swallow hard. Her round tits and her perky nipples make my mouth water. Her abs are toned from all the years of dancing. Her hips are soft, and her legs are perfection. She is a masterpiece, beautiful and so fucking hot. I’m losing my mind just looking at her.
I reach for the nightstand drawer and pull out a condom.
“I have an implant,” she says quietly as I tear open the foil packet.
“Good, but I’d like to use this too. I just want to be as responsible as possible.” I give her a small smile.
She is so damn precious, and this is so much more than simple sexual attraction. Tonight, I’m tearing down a boundary I set years ago.
I push my sweatpants down, then my briefs. Cock hard, I stand in front of her, fully naked. She drinks me in, her attention moving from my face to my neck, my chest, and settling on my dick. There, she blinks twice, and her mouth falls open. She’s staring as if she’s never seen a cock before. With a harsh breath in, she looks up, eyes wide. Damn, she’s adorable.
“What is that?”
I smirk. “It’s a piercing.”
Despite how shocked she is, she rolls her eyes at the smugness in my voice. “Doesn’t it hurt?”
“Not even a little. I had it done years ago. It’s a part of me, just like my tattoos.”
Eyes still glued to my dick, she bites her bottom lip. A pink hue creeps onto her cheeks as she counts. “One, two, three, four, five, six… You seriously pierced your dick six times?”
Amusement weaves its way through me, but I keep my reaction in check and nod.
“That’s a lot of metal.” She looks up, her pupils blown. “Does Piper know?”
I snort. “You really think I’d tell my brother’s wife about the things I do with my dick?”
Her cheeks flame, but her surprised expression quickly morphs into curiosity. “The barbells are like a ladder.”
I hum. “Yeah. It’s called a Jacob’s Ladder.” I take a step closer to the bed, towering over her. “If it makes you uncomfortable, we’ll stop. Just tell me, and that’s absolutely okay.”
She licks her lips. “Will it hurt?”
“Not if we take it slow. If we do this right, it’ll feel incredible.” I gently grasp her chin and tilt her face up. “And believe me, I will do it right.”
“It’s just…I’ve never seen a piercing like that before. I didn’t even know it was a thing.”
I caress her cheek and tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “All I want is to make you feel good. That’s the only thing that matters.”
She arches an eyebrow. “Then why don’t you get to work?”
I roll the condom on then climb onto the bed. She shifts back, making room for me between her thighs. With my gaze locked on hers, I brace myself above her.
“First time, I’ll go slow. I’ll check in with you, and if something doesn’t feel right—you tell me,” I murmur. “Though I’m sure you’re gonna fucking love it.”
Her lips twitch. “You’re pretty confident…”
“You have no idea.”
With one arm, I hold myself over her and use my other hand to line up with her entrance. Slowly, I push inside an inch, then another. I stop there and examine her face. “Is this okay?”
She whispers, “Yes. Keep going…”
