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All too soon he’s pulling away from me, and I can’t stop myself from trying to follow him, to bring his lips back to mine.

“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop,” I beg, finding his mouth again and licking the seam of his lips. His whole body jerks in response, and a low moan rises in his throat.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck! Bunny, stop. Wait. Please.”

I kiss his neck and chin, and I feel his body tense and shiver against me, pulling me tight to him. After a second, he’s completely lax, and he pulls back from me, his big hands cupping my face.

He looks the same but somehow totally different. No longer does he have his boyish features. He’s one hundred percent man now.

Ethan was never handsome like the typical boy next door, and he’s not handsome in the classic sense of the word either. His features are strong, with harsh angles that scream ‘caveman.’ His midnight hair is pulled back in a small messy knot at the nape of his neck. He’d always seemed masculine before, but now, seeing him all grown up, it’s more intense and pretty extreme.

No wonder Charles didn’t want to go toe to toe with him. Charles is a large man himself, but Ethan is bigger. Not by much, but at their size, anything bigger takes it to another level.

“Ethan.” His name from my lips almost sounds like a prayer. His dark eyes bore into mine as he holds my face in his hands like I might disappear right in front of him.

“I found you,” he finally says, his eyes searching my face. Had he been looking for me? When I ran away at fourteen, I had no idea where to even begin to look for him. I’d gone to the police station and all they could tell me was that he was gone and that they weren’t holding him.

There had been nights that I’d let myself believe that maybe he’d left without me. That maybe he took off on his own. He was so close to eighteen when the cops came for him.

I also wondered if he left because he no longer wanted to watch over the younger girl who followed him around like a lost puppy. It was stupid of me to think that. He never treated me like that. But over the years and on lonely nights, doubt would seep in. I remember all the girls in the neighborhood always trying to get his attention, but he never gave it to them.

His thumb traces my lips, and I can’t help but ask, “Did you look for me?”





4





Ethan





“Did I look for you? Are you kidding me? Bunny, I never stopped looking for you. You have no idea the lengths I’ve gone to.” I pull her lips to mine, tasting her sweetness. I can’t form words, I’m so overwhelmed. Seeing her on that stage sent me into a spiral. I don’t know what just happened, all I know is that I saw her on the stage and now we are in the back of my limo. I may need to send Charles an apology, but that can wait.

I run my hands down her body, feeling her lush curves and soft skin. Her costume is basically a nude bodysuit with blue sequins in just the right places. I pull her head back, looking her over once again. It’s as if I need to reassure myself she’s in my lap and she’s real. Her white-blonde hair is in big teased curls, and she’s got on tons of make-up, but I would know her big blue eyes anywhere. They have haunted my dreams for years, and finally, here they are in front of me. I pull her back to my mouth, nibbling on her soft lips and tasting her tongue against mine.

Tiffany wraps her arms around mine, and it’s as if we can’t stand even an inch of space between us. I feel the sticky wetness in my pants, and I’m trying not to cum again. Jesus, just having her kiss me sent me over the edge earlier. I wanted our first time together to be perfect and special, but I can’t wait. I’ve waited my whole life for her, never touching another woman besides her. I’ve saved my body and my heart for her, and I can’t wait any longer.

Pulling back again, I start to unbuckle my belt and undo my slacks. She looks down at my movements for only a second before she reaches out, grabbing my shirt with both hands and ripping it open. Buttons fly everywhere, but I don’t care. I can see the hungry look in her eyes, matching my own, and I can feel the need coursing between us. We are too close to the edge for teasing and light touches.

I take my cock out and she looks down, past my naked chest, down to where it juts up between us. Her eyes grow big and her mouth falls open. She looks up at me and we lock eyes. She starts to shake her head.

“I can’t, Ethan. That won’t fit inside me.”

“I’m sorry, Bunny. I’ll go slow. It has to work. Please, I need you.” I hear the plea in my own voice. Beads of cum are running down my cock, and I want to close my eyes at the ache. But I don’t want to look away for even a second because I’m afraid she’ll disappear.

She looks down at my nearly purple cock and then nods her head. She takes a deep breath like she’s made up her mind.

“Okay, just go slow.” She reaches between her legs and unbuttons her bodysuit, opening the bottom for me. She looks up, giving me a shy grin and shrugs a shoulder. “That turned out to be convenient.”

I push the bottom of the bodysuit up and over her breasts, then toss it to the floor, leaving Tiffany completely naked on top of me.

The view is more than I can stand and I start to cum again. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I say, grabbing my dick and trying to make it stop.

Her round breasts topped with high, pink nipples are fucking perfect. They’re perky and tight and all I want to do is suck them. My eyes roam down the soft pale skin of her stomach to her tiny pink pussy, spread open for me as she straddles my lap.

Cum continues to run from the tip of my cock and down my shaft. I hold the base and try to make it stop. But seeing her like this, seeing her look so perfect, has me lost.

She licks her lips and starts to reach out, but I stop her. “Please don’t, baby. Not yet. I’m not under control.”

She nods her head and kneels up on the seat, placing her opening above the tip of my cock. She puts her hands on either side of my head on the back of the bench, bracing herself as she kisses just the tip of my dick with her pussy lips. I moan loudly as I watch her glide over the head of my cock and then ease down a bit so I’m just inside her opening. Feeling her tightness squeeze just the head of my dick, I cum inside her, shooting my seed way up in her pussy. I can feel myself squirt in her, trying to get my cum as far into her little body as possible.

I’m still hard as a brick, all my cumming having had no effect. We lock eyes as she slowly slides down, taking more of me inside her. As she comes down about an inch, I feel a barrier, and she makes a hissing sound and stops.

“It’s my first time,” she whispers, looking away.

My dick grows bigger at the knowledge, and my heart nearly bursts at the confession. To think that maybe she waited on me too is almost as incredible as finding her. Almost. I would have taken her even if she’d been with a thousand men, but knowing that I’m her one and only—as she is mine—makes me want to climb Mount Everest and shout it to the world. After I make love to her, of course.

“We’ll go slow, Bunny,” is all I can manage to choke out. I want to tell her how special this moment is for me too, but all the blood that should be in my brain is in my dick. I want to tell her that I love her, and tell her about what I’ve built for her, and ask her to marry me, but all I can do is hold her. After this, I’ll be able to get my words straight. Once we are connected in the most intimate way, I’ll tell her everything. I’m just so far beyond need that I’ve lost the ability to think.

She nods, and she bounces up and down a little on the tip of my cock. My cum and her sweet cream act as lube and make my entry a little easier. After a second of just feeling the tip inside her, she takes a deep breath and drops down fully on my cock.

It’s like getting punched in the stomach but in the most beautiful way possible. Having sex with my right hand for twenty-eight years didn’t prepare me for her warm, wet heaven. I groan at the sensation, and fuck, if I don’t cum again. I rest my forehead on her chest as I grunt out my release inside her and feel her tightness grip me.

After a second, I’m under control, and I feel her arms come around me, pulling my bare chest to hers. I lean up, kissing her neck and licking the shell of her ear, and she starts to moan and move her hips a little. I feel her hard nipples scrape my chest and I want to bite them, but I don’t want to let her go. I just need this first time to be like this. To hold her, skin against skin, and be as close as possible.

I squeeze her tighter to me, and she starts to move. She grinds against the base of my cock when she comes down, rubbing her clit against me. I slide one of my hands down her back and grab one lush ass cheek while my other arm is around her back, pulling her to me. When my lips find hers, we moan together. The sensations are taking me over, and it’s as if nothing else exists, or has ever existed. It’s just me and her. It’s only ever been me and her.

When she comes down hard and grinds on me again, I feel her body stiffen and her pussy start to contract. She’s cumming on my cock, and the feeling sends me over the edge yet again. The sensation of having her in my arms and experiencing this beautiful moment together makes all the pain caused by our years apart melt away. The broken place in my heart disappears, and I’m whole. I put my hands on either side of her face as we kiss, and I feel tears on my lips. Maybe she shed some too, to help mask my own.