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  Snap out of it, I told myself as I changed into my bikini, suddenly wishing I’d brought something less revealing.

  I did my best to stay on the far side of the pool while we soaked up the sun and splashed around. Richard didn’t get in the water, but he did bring us drinks poolside as he called out encouragement to Jonathan and me as we batted a beach ball around. It was impossible to ignore the way Richard followed my every movement, even behind his dark sunglasses. I could hardly keep my eyes off him myself. He was just as gorgeous without a shirt on as with. Despite being on the older side, he was still slim and well-muscled, and even sported a tattoo of a snake on one bicep. That had never shown up in any of the pictures I found online, but I definitely wasn’t going to forget it any time soon. As I struggled to make sure my back was properly covered with sunscreen, I recognized the feel of his warm palms on my shoulders.

  “Let me,” he murmured softly, and every nerve ending in my body was set ablaze. He massaged my back softly, spreading the lotion across every exposed inch. “We wouldn’t want to ruin this beautiful skin.”

  “Thank you,” I stammered. His hands on my body awakened every last nerve ending in my pussy, reminding me how close we had come to kissing earlier in the day. I leaned back slightly into his touch, and his hands dipped lower to brush across the top of my ass.

  “It’s my pleasure.” God, hearing his low murmur almost had me coming right there. I stepped forward to get my drink the moment he was done, not that more alcohol was what I needed when I was already drunk on his touch and voice.

  When the cook came out and announced dinner would be ready soon, I wrapped myself in a towel and hustled back inside. Best to put on something more modest more before dinner so I could avoid any more smoldering looks. I had just dropped my towel on the floor of the bedroom and was pulling out the knot of my bikini top when there was a knock on the door.

  “I’ll be down in ten minutes, Jonathan!”

  The door opened and I turned with one hand over my breasts, holding up the tiny triangles of my suit, only to drop them in shock when I saw Richard standing in the doorway instead of his son. I gasped and clapped my hands over my nipples as he quickly stepped in and closed the door behind him.

  “What are you…”

  “I don’t know what I did to scare you off,” he muttered, walking across the room until he was right in front of me. He grabbed my wrists and pulled my hands away from my chest. I expected him to check out my tits the first chance he got, but he was focused on my eyes. “Whatever I did wrong, just tell me, and I’ll fix it. But please don’t avoid me any more.”

  “I’m not avoiding you,” I whispered. I was all-too aware of my heaving gasps, the way my breasts scraped against his bare chest. How did someone his age look so fucking good without a shirt on? It wasn’t fair. I could feel new wetness gathering between my legs, arousal at having him so close and both of us nearly naked overriding my earlier promises to myself. What kind of woman was I, to fall apart so completely the moment this man got close to me?

  “You’re lying.” He let go of one of my wrists to cup my cheek. “But I’ll figure out what’s going on. I’m not letting you get away from me.”

  Before I could respond, he leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine. He wasn’t harsh or commanding, he kissed me softly like it meant something to him. I opened my mouth, my free arm going around his neck as I pushed my breasts harder against him. He ground his erection against my pussy, causing me to gasp.

  “That’s right, baby.” He released my other wrist and brought his hand to my back, skimming fingers across the top of my bikini bottoms. “I’ll make you feel much more of that if you let me.”

  “This isn’t right,” I whispered. “We don’t know each other. You’re my best friend’s dad. What would he think?”

  “You let me worry about Jonathan,” he murmured. “As for how well we know each other … are you telling me you didn’t feel what I felt when you took my hand in the car, before we even saw each other?”

  His hand slipped beneath my swimsuit, trailing along my ass and making its way to my front. He paused, watching my face, before spreading me apart with his fingers and lightly running one finger over my clit.

  “Oh!” I dropped my head onto his shoulder, unable to keep eye contact with him anymore, but he drew my head back up to look at him.

  “Don’t look away, princess.” His voice was so low I could barely hear him over my own rapid breathing. He pressed against me harder, causing my knees to buckle slightly. “I want to watch your face while I make you come. I bet you look fucking gorgeous while you do it.”

  Leaving one finger on my clit, he extended another along the slick skin leading to my secret hole. He paused again at my entrance. The pace of his breathing matched mine, his eyes searching my face for permission to go even farther. Farther than any man had ever gone before, not that he knew that.

  Could I do this? Was it wise to let a man I’d just met finger me in the bedroom he used to share with his wife while his son, my best friend, sat downstairs waiting for us? The answer was obvious before I even asked myself the question. This was the touch I’d been waiting for, the man I’d been desiring for years. And he was looking at me like I was the most precious thing in the world.

  “Please,” I whispered.

  He kissed me as his finger plunged inside, swallowing my moan. His finger was so thick, so rough, I swore I could feel the ridges of his fingerprints along my inner walls. But I was so wet he slid in and out without problem. I lost all feeling in my legs, stumbling as he guided me backwards until we were lying next to each other on the bed.

  “God, you’re beautiful,” he whispered, finally letting himself look down at my chest. His free hand, the one not rubbing my clit and thrusting into my pussy at the same time, left my face to caress them gently. He tugged at my nipples, pulling them even firmer and more pointed. “I can only imagine how good you taste.”

  “Y-you can try.” Blush rose to my face. I’d never asked someone to go down on me before. What if he didn’t like it?

  He smiled. “Oh, I’m going to do more than try, but we’re already cutting it close as it is. I need to finish you off and get downstairs before someone walks in on us.” He pushed harder against my clit as he spoke and changed the direction of his strokes. I cried out and bucked my hips, driving his finger deeper inside me.

  “Are you a virgin, sweetheart? I can feel how tight you are. You’re going to break my finger if you clamp down on me even more.”

  My embarrassment grew. I definitely didn’t want Richard thinking I was inexperienced and wouldn’t know what I was doing in bed … even if it was true.

  “Is that okay?” My hips moved of their own accord, rocking in tandem with his thrusts. The tingling between my legs was growing unbearable; I could feel something like a rising wave growing in my stomach.

  “Princess, it’s more than okay. It’s fucking spectacular. Because it means I can make sure your pussy only ever gets the best treatment—from me.” He kissed my neck, moving down my chest, latching onto the skin just below where the collar of my shirt would lie if I was wearing one. He sucked on my skin just hard enough to make me whimper. “I’m going to mark you right here so even when we’re apart, you can look at yourself in the mirror and know we belong together. So when you’re reliving this orgasm later, you won’t dare think of anyone else.”

  “I won’t,” I promised. “It’s only you, Richard.” It was ridiculous to say. I didn’t know him. How could I pledge myself to him? But the words felt right.

  “I know, princess. Now, I need you to come.” At his words, he hooked his finger inside me in just the right way, and the wave crested. My eyes flew open at the sensation, the overwhelming deluge of pleasure flooding my body. Richard’s hand clapped over my mouth as I moaned too loud, but I didn’t try to silence myself. I couldn’t. Not while he was giving me everything I’d been hoping for.

  Well … not quite everythin
g.

  Not yet.

  He kissed me as I finally quieted, his hand withdrawing slowly. He trailed his finger up my slit, my stomach, up to my belly button before he broke away from me. He put his finger in his mouth while he stared at me and licked all evidence of my arousal from his hand.

  “This is delicious,” he said. “I’m going to eat you for hours when I get the chance.”

  I took a shuddering sigh as he kissed me again. God, I was ready to go again already just from that statement.

  “Sit up now, princess. You need to get dressed.” He dropped a kiss on the hickey flowering on my chest. “I can’t have anyone else seeing this love mark … or these tits.”

  I giggled a little. I was high on my orgasm, the glory of having him close to me. “I can’t believe that just happened.” I’d been dreaming for so long of what it would be like to just be near him; having him in the way I’d fantasized was overwhelming. But judging by the look in his eyes, he was far from done with me. “I can’t believe this is happening.”

  “Believe it, princess. And we’re far from done.” He kissed me once more, all sweet and no spice. The perfect gentleman. “Now that I have you, I’m never letting you go.”

  Richard

  Sadie was late for dinner. I had to hide my smile in my wine glass as she floated into the room in a flowing blue sundress that showed off her gorgeous arms, but with a high enough neckline to cover the love mark I’d left on her chest. She blushed a little as we made eye contact across the table, then coughed a little as she sat down.

  “Are you feeling okay, Sadie?” Bless his heart, Jonathan actually looked concerned for her. I was struck once more at how close they were, the bond between them. Jonathan was lucky to have found such a close friend. I was lucky, too, that he had brought her into my life.

  “I’m great.” The smile on her face tore my heart to shreds. I would do anything for this woman, I knew it in my heart. She was the one I had been waiting for my whole life.

  We made idle chit chat through dinner, but by the time we were done eating I could tell Jonathan was ready to get rid of me. I was torn with indecision. I didn’t want to leave Sadie, but I had to respect my son as well. He was on vacation, after all, and he wanted to hang out with his friend instead of his lame dad. When he made it clear he wasn’t going to tolerate me any more, I went off to my room to have a drink while they watched a movie.

  I stayed up late with my bedroom door cracked, until the volume of the television died down and my son’s footsteps plodded up the stairs. His door opened and shut. I imagined I could hear the shifting of the mattress, though of course the walls were too well-insulated for any sound to seep through. I waited five more minutes, then opened the door to my bedroom—only to find Sadie standing right on the other side. She blushed again, that beautiful color, and lowered her hand; she was obviously just about to knock.

  “I wanted to say goodnight,” she whispered. We stared at each other for one interminable second, and then I grabbed her around the waist and dragged her into my bedroom. She gasped as I closed the door, pushing her up against it, and grabbed her legs to hook them around my waist. She moaned as I kissed her deep and slow, exploring her mouth with my tongue, ever so hungry to consume her completely and wholly.

  “Our night is just beginning,” I replied, and carried her to my bed. She gazed into my eyes as I walked, and I felt myself completely consumed by her. She took in every feature, ran her hands over my rough stubble as if trying to memorize it. As I placed her gently on the mattress, I grabbed her hands and kissed each palm. This experience had to be perfect for her. She’d never been with a man before, but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t know if it was bad. For the first time I began to worry about my age. Was I young enough to keep this woman entertained for the rest of her life when there were plenty of strapping college boys out there to steal her attention?

  “What is it?”

  I had to close my eyes and swallow. “I’m an old man, Sadie. I know my hair isn’t as dark as the boys your age, and my body isn’t in the shape it used to be. Are you okay with giving yourself to a senior citizen like me?”

  I expected her to laugh, but she grew very serious and drew my face to hers once more, pressing her lips against mine as if trying to fuse them. “I don’t care about what the boys my age look like. The only person I care about is the man on top of me right now.” She freed one of her hands to run it through my salt-and-pepper hair, fingering the strands as if they were made of gold. “I’ve dreamed about seeing you like this for years, Richard. I’m more worried about you being willing to put up with me being an inexperienced twenty-three-year-old virgin.”

  My hips thrust forward, compelled by her words, at the knowledge that this beautiful woman had saved herself for me all these years. I didn’t think anyone made it through college without getting laid, but my princess had. My face buried in the side of her neck and I kissed her sweetly. “You waited for me,” I whispered.

  “Yes,” she replied, and the need in her voice impossible to miss. “Jonathan showed me a picture of you our freshman year, and I fell for you right then. I’ve been waiting for you all this time, Richard. But I never thought we’d actually get to…”

  Her voice trailed off as my fingers found the space between her legs once more, pushing aside her panties so I could dive into her. I couldn’t wait anymore.

  “Oh, Richard…”

  “I’m going to make your wait worth it, princess. I’m going to take such good care of you, you’ll not regret a single second of being with me. I promise.”

  “I could never regret this.”

  We kissed slowly as I pulled her panties down her legs, shifting off her to remove them from her body. She pushed me away from her so she could pull her blue dress over her head, and I saw the mark I’d left on her chest earlier. I had to duck to kiss it before I could admire her body.

  “Your tits are perfect. Has anyone ever told you that before?”

  She blushed up at me as she tugged at my belt, then the button of my slacks. “No one else has seen them.”

  Fuck, I was rock hard. She hadn’t even messed around with anyone? What had I done to deserve this innocent angel? For a crazy moment I considered stopping her. I could put her back in her clothes and send her back to her room untouched. I wasn’t worthy of her; would never be worthy of her. But when her hot little hand reached into my boxers and wrapped around my cock, any thought of doing anything other than driving it inside her tight pussy flew from my mind. We were meant to be, she and I.

  “Get me naked.” I had to bite the words through my teeth. I was paralyzed with the pleasure of her hand. Somehow, she kept hold of me while she undid the buttons of my shirt with one hand, and I threw it across the room. Then she let go of me long enough to send my boxers and pants falling to the ground.

  My cock stood right at her eye level, and she examined it as if mystified. Shit, this was her first time seeing one.

  “What do you think, princess?”

  She licked her lips as she looked up at me. “I think I want to taste it.”

  I bit my lip and caught her chin as she leaned forward. “Soon, baby girl. Believe me, I want to feel your mouth on me so bad it hurts. But I can’t delay being inside your tight pussy any longer. I’ve been dying to feel you since the moment your hand first touched mine.”

  We fell to the bed together, her hand stroking my cock and my fingers between her soft wet folds. My free hand went behind her head, crushing her lips against mine.

  “Are you on the pill?”

  She nodded breathlessly, never letting her lips leave my skin. “Fuck me raw, Richard. I don’t want anything between us.”

  The last of my self-control snapped. I pulled my hand from her skin and knocked her hand to the side. I pressed her flat on her back against the mattress and kicked her legs apart so I could settle between them.

  “It might hurt at first,” I murmured, landing light kisses on her face. It had been a
long time since I’d been with a virgin, and I wasn’t sure how she’d take it.

  “I don’t mind,” she said. “I want this, Richard. I want you. Please take me.”

  I grabbed my dick and lined it up with her wet hole, her body practically sucking me in as I slowly started to push forward. She gasped and dug her fingernails into my shoulder.

  “Are you okay?” Was it too much, too fast?

  “It feels so … good.” She moaned and writhed, lifting her hips to welcome me further in. A few more inches and I was buried inside her to the base. I paused, giving her time to adjust, but she was already rocking her body back and forth and driving me up the wall.

  “I love it, Richard. Your cock feels so good in my pussy.”

  I groaned through my teeth as I matched her thrust for thrust. My balls slapped against her ass. I grabbed onto her slim hips so as to drive into her even deeper. Her hand stole between us and her pussy clenched around me even more as she began to stroke her own clit.

  “No one should be this tight, Sadie.” I could barely speak through the pleasure; my vision was hazy except for her face. “No one else is allowed to touch this pussy, do you hear me? I don’t care if I’m being a selfish bastard. I’ll fight off—”

  “Richard!” she stopped touching herself to clasp my face; her arousal spread across my cheeks. “There’s no one but you. There never has been, and never will be, as long as you want me.”

  I buried my face in her hair and she held me close as we rode each other. The headboard thumped against the wall but I couldn’t be bothered.

  “Come for me, sweetheart. I want to feel you come on my cock like you came on my hand earlier today.”

  “I’m close,” she whimpered. “I’m so close, Richard.”