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stand by and watch Rachel go out and get pawed at by some guy only hoping to
get a leg over. If Rachel let anyone else touch her, they could make her first
time terrible. No, he wasn’t going to allow some horny, out of control guy get
between her thighs. Rachel was his woman, and he’d do what was possible to make
her demands come true, even if that meant sacrificing his heart for the rest of
his life. Paul doubted there were any guys who would willingly go out with her
after what he’d done to them. Over the years he’d purposefully pushed any of
the guys interested in her away, and he would never tell her the truth as to
why the guys stopped asking her out. He was the one responsible, more so than
Mitch. Guys who just wanted a quick lay and to leave got a firm warning, and if
that didn’t work he used his fists. Rachel deserved more than a quick screw.
    His cock was thick, hard, and
throbbing with the need to get inside her full, luscious body. She was pure temptation
waiting for him to take her. Her breasts rose and fell rapidly. Rachel’s breathing
increased, and her nipples were red, swollen, and erect begging for his mouth.
Her stomach was nice and rounded. Everything about her screamed supple and sin.
Rachel’s body tempted him like no other. To other men she would probably be
overweight, but to him she was the epitome of a woman and pure perfection. He
could not find fault with her. Every time he saw her, he wanted to reach out
and grab her full hips to pull her close to him. Her hips were flared out from
a smaller waist, and he imagined grabbing her, bending her over and thrusting
his cock deep inside the depths of her pussy. Paul had spent so long imagining
the different ways of claiming her. Her legs would hold him in, gather him
close and never let him leave.
    His want for her only continued. He
could not find a single flaw with Rachel. There was nothing to stop temptation.
Here they both stood in his kitchen, Rachel, the woman of his dreams,
completely naked, asking him to show her all the teachings of sex.
    And still he stood there resisting
what he wanted most.
    He was an asshole.
    Regardless of what her brother
thought Paul knew he was the perfect man for her. No one else would treat her
with respect and cherish this gift she would be giving him. None of the men
would be thinking about the future or wanting more from her.
    “Paul.” Her arms moved up to cover
her full breasts. He had spent too long berating himself, which only succeeded
in leaving her nervous and scared. Paul saw the vulnerability in her eyes, and
it tore at him. Her eyes should be shining brightly with happiness emanating
out of her, not scared about rejection. He’d thought of this moment so many
times. In all of his thoughts, he said yes. Never had he anticipated her
actually propositioning him, but she had, and he was messing it up.   He’d dropped his arms leaving her free to
leave. She just stood there waiting. Her eyes were shining with unshed tears.
    He never considered how much guts it
must have taken for her to do this. Rachel wasn’t an overly confident person,
and he saw the uncertainty in her whole body.
    The longer he stood looking at her
the more he felt like a monster. She had taken that final step with him, and he
was hurting her by waiting.
    Paul moved forward taking hold of
her arms where they covered her breasts and pulled them down.
    His mind was made up. If his
relationship with Mitch became a problem then he’d deal with it when the time
arose. For now, he could only think about the woman standing before him. If she
was going to be his woman, Rachel was going to abide by his rules.
    “When you’re with me you never cover
yourself. I want to see your beautiful tits bouncing for me.” Paul cupped her
mounds in his hands. The weight of them filled his palms. She truly was
amazing. “These are mine from this moment on.” He put his dominant voice on and
commanded with his words. Her eyes widened at his