Her First Time With Daddy

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lf who had planned a careful, meaningful first time with a boy who had turned out to be a liar. That girl had been

was single-occupancy. The door was unloc

ression. The same quiet authority. Up close he was even more solid than he had seemed in the elevator-broad through the shoulders,

only sound was the low hum of the ve

steady, almost gentle. There was no pressure

when he pressed against me in the elevator and the strange, hollow feeling that had been sitting in my chest since I

ure,"

he counter and closed the small distance between us. One hand rose to my face, th

is mouth and he answered by pressing me back against the door, the solid weight of his body pinning me there. His hands moved o

ees," he sa

itter. I lowered myself to the cool tile without looking away from the stranger's face. He watched me the entire time, expression controlled, as he unb

at first, uncertain how much I could take, but he guided me with small movements of his hand and low sounds of approval when I found a rhythm. Every time I looked u

e the mirror, stood behind me, and met my eyes in the glass while his hands slid under my dress

he murmured. It w

ct spot that made my legs weaken-until I was pushing back against his hand and making sounds I barely recognized as my own. When he dropped to his knees behind me and replaced his fingers with his

at. He rose, turned me around, and lifted me onto the edge of the counter. I heard the tear of a p

d, deep thrusts that filled me completely each time. One of his hands gripped my hip; the other braced on the mirror behind me. He never looked

, the scent of his cologne mixed with the scent of us. He followed soon after

the only sound in the r

ounter. My legs felt unreliable. He smoothed my dress back into place with surprisi

thing else," he said qui

licated and dangerous. I still did not know his name. I still did not know that the man who had just taken

his watch, t

be," he said. "But

aited thirty seconds, then followed on unsteady legs, the taste of hi

ning room, my aunt was waiting to i

now that I had