The next day felt like an early Christmas, an extravagant, out-of-control one. Starting at eight in the morning, presents in one form or another started getting delivered to my apartment.

At eight, I answered the door to a huge bouquet of daisies with chocolate croissants, a delicious cup of coffee for Mrs. Miller and me, and hot chocolate for Sophie. Then at twelve, lunch showed up. I had no idea how Bryant found out what Mrs. Miller’s and Sophie's favorite dishes were, but there was seafood linguine, lasagna, and spaghetti.

At half-past four, Rachel arrived with dinner. As I was about to close the door behind her, she grabbed it and opened it wider.

“Oh no, not yet. I come bearing more gifts. Well, they are from Bryant, but I am a fantastic delivery girl.” She winked at me as a four-person entourage walked in, holding multiple bags.

“What is all of this?” I asked, not able to stop the smile forming on my lips. In my twenty-four years of life, I had never been treated like this. Bryant had made me feel special and very spoiled. The funny thing was, that cup of coffee this morning would have been enough to win me over.

“Bryant wanted you to be fully armed. This is your beauty team. Hair, makeup, manicurist, and wardrobe consultant.”

“Wow. Mommy, are you going to the Oscars?” I laughed at Sophie’s comment. It definitely felt like I was.

“I doubt they can make you prettier than you already are, but it’s nice to be pampered once in a while,” Rachel said as she took control and led the team into the bedroom.

After two hours of prepping and primping, Rachel held up a mirror for me. As I stared at my reflection, I felt like a princess about to go to meet my prince.

Bryant

I waited all day. There was no productivity happening on Saturday other than thinking about Holly. The woman had me insane. I was so wrapped up in her, I couldn’t think about anything else. She made me happy. I woke up and wanted to turn and see here lying beside me. I wanted to go to sleep at night holding her in my arms.

I never thought I would want a woman. My mother ensured I had some serious trust issues when it came to the fairer sex. But Holly, she was nothing like my mother. She was kind, thoughtful, caring, compassionate, and beautiful inside and out. She was a fantastic mother. Seeing her with Sophie made me want kids of my own. Rachel even liked her, and she was just as protective of me as I was of her.

Holly made realize what happiness was. I wanted more days like the ones I had been having since she’d stepped into my life.

At six thirty on the dot, the doorbell rang, and I practically flew to answer it. I opened the door, and the sight before me was so spectacular, it took my breath away,

Holly.

She stood there with her hair curled and her makeup perfect. She looked like she was going to the Oscars. She put any actress to shame with her stunning, radiant beauty.

“You look…” I couldn’t speak. I didn’t have the words to tell her what a vision she was. Instead, I grabbed her hand and pulled her toward me. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed those beautiful lips. My dick noticed how sexy she looked too. The second I touched her, it was as hard as steel.

“Oh wow, you are happy to see me,” she said with laughter in her voice.

“I can’t help it. You are so fucking sexy. I am hard around you all the time. If we don’t do something about it soon, I am going to die from blue balls.”

“Well, I’m here all night.”

“You hungry?’

“I’m okay for now. I just couldn’t wait to see you.”

“I think, tonight, we should start with dessert before we get to dinner. I have a pretty big craving for you.” Holly flushed bright red and cast her gaze down. I chuckled. For a woman so strong and independent, she blushed easily. She came off so tough, but really, she was soft and scared. I wanted her to know that there was nothing to be scared of with me.

“How about a bath?”

“You got me dressed up to the nines to just take it all off me?”

“The pampering was for you. I wanted you to feel special. You work so hard, you deserve to be taken care of. If it were just for me, I would have you in my bed, without makeup, and that beautiful dark hair spread all over my pillows.” I took off her coat, admiring the tight black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places.

“Beautiful,” I whispered in her ear, trailing kisses down her neck. I pushed her toward the claw-foot bathtub. She looked down at the hot bubble bath waiting for her.

“You had all this planned?”

“I knew I wanted to take care of you. You work so damn hard, and you are there for everyone. I wanted you to have tonight be all about you. Now, strip. I want to see you take off those pretty clothes for me.” She slowly unzipped the side of her dress and let it drop to the floor. I loved seeing the silk pooled around her feet on the floor.

“You wore lace, I see. I like that you want to please me. Step out of that dress, and let me see my prize.” I admired her. The bra made her lush breasts even more delectable, and don’t even get me started on the barely there thong.

“Turn around for me and bend over.” She did as I asked without hesitation. I admired her ass—two round globes I couldn’t wait to sink my teeth into.

“That ass is making me want to forget about the bath and fuck you so hard, you will be sore for days.”

“Then why don’t you?” she challenged, getting up to turn to face me.

“Did I tell you to turn around? Show me my beautiful ass. I wasn’t done.” She quickly complied. It was a turn-on how easily she obeyed my commands. I walked over to her and placed the palm of my hand on her right ass cheek. The feel of her warm skin against my hand was more than inviting. I moved her thong to the side and trailed my finger along her ass crack.

“This ass. I am going to devour it tonight. I am going to have my tongue in there.” I moved my finger down until the tip was at her tight entrance. “It seems my good girl was a little bad.” She moaned softly.

“I love how wet you get for me. Tell me you want my cock. Tell me how wet your sweet cunt is.” I moved my finger into her pussy and collected some of her wetness. I brought my finger to my mouth, tasting her.

“I want you,” she whispered breathily.

“No, baby. I want you to say it like you mean it.” I cupped her with my hand. “Tell me what you want me to do to this hot pussy.”

“I want you to fuck me. I want to feel your cock filling me up until I can’t take it anymore.” Her sweet mouth saying filthy things really got me going. I completely forgot about the bath I had run for her. I had always been in complete control of my urges. But with her, it felt like I had been an animal in a cage for all these years, and now I was ready to let all my urges out.

“Fuck the bath. I can’t wait that long.” I scooped her up in my arms, took her to my room, and gently placed her on her feet.

“Do you have any idea what you fucking do to me?” I grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her close before kissing her deeply and running my fingers through her raven strands. I heard her moan, and my cock got even harder, knowing she was just as turned on as I was. I pinned her hands behind her back, pressing my erection into her. With my right hand, I lined up my cock with the cleft of her ass. I heard her moan. I released my hand to smack her ass.

“I will have this ass, but not tonight. Tonight, it’s all about owning your pussy and making you realize it now belongs to me. Now, strip.”

Holly

I was so turned on. Bryant’s words were doing things to me I didn’t even know were possible. I had been so nervous all day, unsure of what would happen, but from the second I saw his face, my body surged with lust. He made me feel sexy, powerful in my desire, and he brought out a need in me that shocked me to my core. I knew I wanted nothing more than to be with him.

I lay naked across his bed as he stood in front of me, fully clothed, watching me. His gaze looked hungry, and I liked being the meal he devoured.

“Spread those sexy legs for me. Show me that pretty pink pussy.” I didn’t dare disobey, nor did I want to. I opened my legs, feeling vulnerable under his gaze. He got between my legs and just stared.

“Touch your pussy. I want to see you pleasure yourself. Show me how you like to play with yourself.”

His words gave me the courage I would otherwise not have. I started to touch myself, letting my fingers give me pleasure. Knowing Bryant was watching was such a turn-on. I circled my clit, arching my back, drowning in my own pleasure. I began to moan, lost in wanton abandon.

“I love watching you please yourself. You see how hard you are making me. I’m dripping precome for you, baby. I can’t wait until I am buried deep inside you.”

“What are you waiting for?” I whispered as I plunged my index finger inside myself.

“God, that tight hole looks like paradise.” I watched as he stroked himself to the rhythm of my movements. It was incredibly sexy watching him touch himself. In that moment, I realized why he enjoyed the view he had. There was something really sensual about watching your partner get off because of you.

“I don’t want anything between us. I don’t want to use a condom.”

“I am not on the pill. I have never been with anyone before.”

“Good. I want you dripping with my come. I want to fill you every night and every morning.” He groaned. “I haven’t been with anyone for ten years. I haven’t wanted anyone until I saw you.”

I wanted him.

I wanted to be his in all the ways that counted.

Bryant

I brought my dick near her entrance. Seeing how wet she was made me desperate to be inside her. I was so relieved when she agreed to let me fuck her without a condom. I needed to feel her with nothing between us. I teased her with the tip of my cock, enjoying the sounds of pleasure she kept making. She was so receptive; it was unbelievably arousing.

I pushed my cock against her tight hole and felt the barrier of her hymen. The fact that I was her first made me even harder. From the moment I met her, I knew I wouldn't let any other man touch her.

She was mine.

As I thrust into her, I placed my thumb on her clit and rubbed the bundle of nerves back and forth. Her breath hitched. I wanted to feel her pussy clench around my cock. She was so responsive, clutching at the sheets and digging her nails into my back.

“I could be between your legs fucking or tasting your juicy pussy for the rest of my life. Nothing in life is as good as fucking you.” I could feel her cunt tighten around my cock. Her breathing became labored as she wrapped herself around my body, screaming her way through her orgasm. I kissed her mouth, swallowing her screams, thrusting faster. Watching her come was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. I looked into her eyes, silence stretching between us, but as I came, I knew this woman was my world.

I let go, gave myself over to her. I came deep inside her, filling her up, making her take every last drop of my seed.

When I was done, I rolled over and cradled her in my arms, holding her firmly so she could never get away.