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put away, and then he came back
taking her hand and leading her up the staircase.
    This was the biggest extreme in her life.
Learning a lifestyle she had never known existed in order to gain a man’s
attention was the scariest thing she’d ever done.
    She followed behind him, resisting the urge to
cover her breasts. The stairs went up to a bedroom. There was a dresser in the
corner and in the centre of the room a large round bed. The sheets looked like
silk. She licked her lips imagining being inside the bed. There was no
television. A shelf filled with books covered one wall.
    Leon
didn’t stop. He
moved past the bed to a door along the wall. Once they were stood inside the
room she saw it was a small bathroom. A small tub and shower fitted along the
wall.
    He turned the dial for the shower. She watched
him pull his shirt over his head exposing his chest.
    Bernice had seen him partially naked at the
club but nothing like this. She couldn’t tear her gaze away from him. He looked
perfect to her. The width of his shoulders would dwarf her. That was what she
liked about him. He was the first man she’d stood close to who made her feel
small and delicate.
    His hands went to his belt then down to his
zipper. In no time at all he stood naked before her, the length of his cock
standing out. She was surprised he didn’t act on his need. From the fierce red
of his shaft she thought it looked uncomfortable. He didn’t come to her
demanding she relieve him.
    Leon
turned to the water,
testing the heat with his hand. She removed the flat shoes she wore when he
reached out for her hand.
    Bernice went to him willingly. His touch fired
the desire in her blood. He helped her into the shower then followed in behind
her. She’d never showered with a man before. He reached over her, taking the
soap in his hands. She went to take it from him, but he shook his head.
    “I’m going to wash you.” Bernice kept her back
to him waiting for him to make the next move. He moved her hair down the side
of her body. The water was wonderfully warm. When his hands cupped her
shoulders and begin to turn her, she made sure to look down. Sandra had told
her looking down was the best pose to be in if she was unsure of what was
expected of her.
    Looking down his body as he spun her to face
him meant she was looking straight at his cock. The length stood out. She was standing
so far away that his shaft didn’t touch her. He was bigger than her boyfriends.
Bernice reached out to touch him only to stop herself.
Leon
hadn’t given her permission.
All he was doing was stroking her hair. The water cascaded down between them.
    One hand moved down the length of her back to
cup her ass. The pain had subsided. She knew there would be a thin outline from
his hand but nothing that would mark her skin. The contract she’d signed had
asked about marking the skin. She’d asked for no marks to be long lasting.
    The touch of his hands on her body made her
feel beautiful. It was like he couldn’t get enough of touching her. She didn’t
want him to leave her. The feelings she felt for him shocked her. Their
connection had been simple, glances taken over the counter while others looked
on. He’d struck inside her heart with no way of getting out. She’d read many
books of love at first sight or other instances of instant attraction. Until
she met
Leon
,
she’d always thought they were fairy tales designed to make people like her
feel better about life. With his arms wrapped around her, she knew part of the
feelings were true. She was naked in a shower with a man she’d barely spoken
to, and yet she felt he knew her better than her best friend.
    “Your skin is so soft,” he said.
    She closed her eyes as his voice affected her
body. Bernice knew she could listen to him talk all day long. There was
something about the depth of his tone and the confidence that made her melt
inside and out. Did other women feel this?
    “Touch me, Bernie.”
    Her hands closed the