The Better Brother

I pressed myself into her, pushing her against the back of the elevator and kissed her. Her lips were soft and more responsive to mine this time, and when my tongue entered her mouth, her tongue met mine. They swirled and danced together, my cock growing harder and harder as the heat of our kiss intensified.

I ran my hands up the length of her body, cupping her breasts and giving them a firm squeeze. They were almost too large to hold, which was really something, given the size of my hands. I continued kissing her, circling her stiff nipple with my thumb, and Josie gasped, her body shuddering against mine.

My erection pressed into her belly, and her eyes grew wide when she felt it. There was a little fear in her eyes, but it was also mixed with a healthy dose of excitement. Her eyes were large and she bit her bottom lip as she watched me closely. She watched my every move, as if she were waiting to see what I could do to her.

I was in control. Complete control. I knew she was at my mercy.

Just the way I liked it.

I could have her right there in the elevator. I knew I could have taken her anyway I wanted her and she wouldn’t have objected. In fact, she probably would have begged for more. But, I didn’t want to rush things. Not for her first time, and not for what would likely be our only time together. I wanted us both to savor every moment of our encounter. I entered my code into the keypad, allowing us to go to my private suite.

Chapter Five

Josie

When the elevator doors opened, my eyes widened as I tried to quickly take in everything around me. There was just so much to absorb, and I was obviously in for quite the surprise. The elevator opened into a private suite that was decked out in soft burgundy tones highlighted with the elegance of gold. The suite was dimly lit, gloomy shadows clinging to most of the corners, though, and it took a while for my eyes to adjust enough that I could take in the full scope of the room.

When I was able to see clearly enough, I gasped as I took in the room before me. Above the four-poster, king-sized bed was a mirror attached to the ceiling. An item I knew likely served only one purpose—a purpose that made me blush just to think about.

But that wasn't even the half of it. When I looked around a little more closely, the heat in my cheeks only burned brighter. Hanging from the bedposts were leather straps—four of them, to be exact. One on each post It sent a tremor of fear but also a jolt of excitement through me at the same time.

Gavin walked over to the bedside table and lit some candles, giving the room a gentle but soft, sexy glow. The candle flames flickered, glinting off the gold accents in the room and dispelling some of the shadows. I saw that in one corner of the room, there was a hot tub in front of two giant, glass doors that overl

ooked the sea below.

Next to the tub was a small counter filled with bottles of lotion, oils, and a ton of other items I didn't even recognize. Beside the bed, I noticed another table, and when I saw the array of items laid out on top of it, I started to feel a little lightheaded. As I stared at what Gavin had spread out on the table, it made the knot in my tummy constrict almost painfully and filled me with an overwhelming sense of anxiety. It gave me pause and made me momentarily regret my decision to come up to his suite.

Whips of varying sizes, a blindfold that looked to be made of silk, at least a dozen dildos, all various shapes and sizes, and a strap-on all lay on the bedside table. I took everything in, my eyes growing wide with wonder and shock, feeling very much like a clueless child who knew nothing about sex and all that it entailed.

I was feeling like every bit the inexperienced virgin I was.

“Don't worry, my pet,” Gavin said, standing in front of me, a lascivious smile on his lips as he took my hands in his, “We'll start slow. There's nothing to be afraid of.”

I somehow managed to swallow down my fears and let him lead me deeper into his suite, following him over to the bed.

The elevator doors chimed softly and closed, sealing me into the room with him. I glanced backward at the doors, part of me wanting to flee Gavin's sex dungeon before things went too far. My mind screamed for me to run and yet, my body seemed to betray me. My body ached with a need I couldn't explain. A need I couldn't even begin to understand.

My insides were tight, and my head was swimming. My vision seemed to be wavering, and my heart was thundering within my breast. Though there was a streak of fear shooting through me, I still yearned to have something to fill me up from the inside. Something to fill the very hole that had remained untouched for far too long.

However, all of this—the oils and dildos, the whips and blindfolds—it all felt like too much. Too much, and it was all happening too fast. How had I gone from a virgin to a woman standing in the middle of a sex dungeon with a man promising to fuck me senseless?

I wasn't sure I could handle it myself, let alone give Gavin what he expected. What he wanted. Lila probably could do it. Hell, I was sure she could. But me? I had no idea how to use any of the toys on display—minus the dildo, of course. I'd had some experience with a dildo, but not with one anywhere nearly as large as the ones all lined up on the table.

“Sit,” Gavin said, motioning to the bed.

I did as he instructed and sat.

He stood in front of me, gently stroking my hair, looking down and just staring into my eyes. His dark, smoldering eyes felt like black holes, like a person could get pulled in by the gravity and find themselves lost within them. He exuded a rugged, manly presence, and yet, Gavin's hands were soft and gentle, as he slipped them through my hair. He worked his hands all the way down to my chin, lifting my face up to his. He stared into my eyes for a moment longer and then leaned down, pressing his lips to mine.

Every time his tongue entered my mouth, I found it hard to breathe. He literally sucked all the air right out of me. His kisses made me feel lightheaded and disoriented. And yet, I loved every moment of them. The way he kissed and touched me, made it seem like I needed nothing in the world but him and his lips. Gavin slipped his hands down lower, spreading my knees apart, centering himself between them. I glanced down and saw his erection, straining against his jeans and couldn't stop my eyes from growing wide. I couldn't believe how large he was and wondered if he'd be able to fit inside me. More than that, even if he could fit, I worried that it might hurt

Gavin caught me staring, and with a sultry little smile, he reached down and removed his belt. He tossed it to the side of the room and then his hands moved to his zipper. The world seemed to slow down around me as I took it all in. Usually, when I was with a man and at the point we were at right then, I'd run for the hills. I could never manage to let myself get further than that point. I'd never seen a penis before in my life, because I always stopped what was happening and left before the pants came off.

Gavin slowly and deliberately unzipped his pants, sliding them down over his hips agonizingly slowly and gracefully. His boxers were still covering his erection, but it's not like they were hiding anything. With the thinner fabric of his boxers, I could very clearly make out the outline of him and gasped. This much closer to his flesh, without his jeans covering him, he looked even larger than before.

I waited, with bated breath, for him to remove the boxers and let me see him fully exposed, but Gavin lifted my face and forced me to stare in his eyes instead. I gazed into the dark vortex of his eyes and bit my bottom lip, my pulse racing and my heart thundering so hard, I was sure he could hear it.

“Remove my boxers,” he said.