“Who was on the phone?” he suddenly asked.
“What?” I said, taken aback with the question.
He hit me with the shower head again. I was so distracted as my engine started revving again.
“The phone call, as you came in,” he said. “Don’t pretend like you don’t know what I’m asking. Are you going to tell me what’s going on?”
“Mm,” I moaned. “Mr. Lamb, sir, I…”
He pulled the shower head away again.
“C’mon now,” he said, coaxing. “If you tell me what I want to know, I’ll let you cum.”
“I don’t want to bother you,” I said as he put the shower head on me again. “You don’t want to know—”
“Oh, but I do. I insist,” he said, moving the shower head away again. “C’mon, now. Don’t you want to cum”
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, sir, I want to cum! Please!”
“Will you tell me?”
“Yes, yes! Anything! Just let me cum!”
He put the shower head against my clit, and, for a second, I thought he’d take it away, but he didn’t. I went over the edge, gushing between my legs and shaking so much I nearly fell out of the tub. Mr. Lamb steadied me with his hand.
“Yeah, that’s it,” he said. “Oh, yeah. That feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Yes, sir,” I gasped, biting my lower lip. “So good.”
Next, he had me step out of the bath and turned off the water. After toweling me down, he picked me up and carried me out of the bathroom and into his bedroom. He gently laid me down in his bed and set aside the towel.
“Now,” he said. “Who is it?”
“It’s Shawn,” I said. “He’s been calling and texting non-stop. I told him we were finished and that I wasn’t coming back, but he won’t stop… If you want, I’ll leave. You shouldn’t have to suffer for my past mistakes.”
“It’s lockdown,” he said, scoffing. “You don’t even have another place to go.”
“It’s okay. I’ll figure out something.”
“Don’t be silly. You’re safe here with me,” he said. “That fucker better not get within a mile of you, or he’ll have to answer to me.”
“But Julius… Mr. Lamb…”
“Don’t worry,” he said. “I’m glad you told me. This way, we’re completely honest with each other.”
“Yes, sir.” I smiled. “Thank you.”
“I’m going to take your virginity now. Right here, in this bed. Are you ready?”
“Yes, sir!” I said excitedly.
“Understand that this is a first for me, as well.”
“How so?”
“This is the first time I’ve done something like this for love, and not for lust or punishment.”
“I’m honored to be your first, sir.”
Then, he kissed me tenderly. There was something real and vulnerable in his kiss. I knew I was kissing the real Julius. He wasn’t putting on some airs or trying to make me think one way or another; this was his true self, his real soul on display.
We kept kissing as he knelt on the bed and started taking off his clothes. He pulled open his shirt, the buttons flying in various directions. Tossing that aside, he stripped off his pants and underwear. He never stopped kissing me, even taking off his shoes and socks with his feet. Then, he slipped under the covers, completely naked, to hold me close. It was skin-on-skin contact, and I never felt so nurtured and warm.
He was stroking my hair gently with his hands as he kissed my lips, my neck, and my cleavage. The smell of his manly musk invaded my senses, and I wanted nothing more to have his arms wrapped around me forever.
I let my hands roam all over his body. His chest was hairy, muscular with broad shoulders. His big frame towered over me, even in bed.
I felt small and easily moved in his hands. Several times, he turned me over, placing me on top of his body. As each one of his muscles contracted under the skin, I could sense his power.
“You are my special pet,” he whispered.
His deep, resonating voice sent chills down my whole body, and I became aroused. I desperately wanted him inside me, and to know the real love of a man. He kissed me up and down my torso, teasing my pussy and getting it even wetter. I looked up at him, his manliness towering over me. I touched his beautiful cock.
“I’m ready now,” I whispered. “Take me.”
Slipping on a condom, he then slowly pushed into my cunt. I could feel my walls stretching for the first time. I cooed. I squeaked and moaned. This was what I had been missing, to be part of another human, physically. To have a part of him be inside me. It was beautiful, natural, and felt so good.
“Mm, yes, sir.” I moaned. “More.”
He pushed in further and I gasped. I couldn’t help but shake all over. It was like a hundred orgasms at once. My God, was that what I’d been missing all this time?