The Benefactor’s Secret
When I woke up, the morning light filtered softly through the curtains of the estate. Following Don Josías’s suggestion, I took a long, refreshing bath, letting the warm water wash away the tension of the previous day. Emerging clean and rejuvenated, I found myself drawn toward the bedroom of the generous man who had taken me in. The door was slightly ajar, the room bathed in the dim, flickering glow of the television.
I stepped inside, my voice barely a whisper as I asked if I could enter. Josías was asleep on his back, the sheets draped loosely over his legs, leaving his chest and lap exposed. The sight of him, raw and masculine, sent a sudden jolt of electricity through me. I felt a magnetic pull, stepping closer in a silent trance, my eyes locked on the heavy weight of his arousal resting against his thighs.
As if sensing my presence, Josías opened his eyes. Our gazes locked, and for a moment, the air grew thick with unspoken desire. He didn’t look away; instead, a knowing smile played on his lips. With a slow, commanding gesture, he beckoned me closer. I obeyed without hesitation, my heart hammering against my ribs.
He reached down, guiding me toward him. “Taste me,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that vibrated in my chest. I leaned in, my lips meeting his heat. As I explored him, I felt him grow, becoming a thick, pulsing pillar of warmth. The intensity of the moment left me breathless, my own desire mirroring his.
Josías gently pulled the towel from my waist, lifting me with effortless strength and seating me atop him. He teased the entrance of my heat, using the natural lubrication of our shared excitement to prepare me. I didn’t tell him this was my first time; the fear was there, dwarfed by a hunger I had never known. He gripped my hips firmly, guiding me down.
As I lowered myself, the sensation was overwhelming—a delicious, stretching fullness that seemed to claim every part of me. I gasped, my body arching as I felt him settle deep inside. He began to move, slow and rhythmic at first, savoring the friction and the tight embrace of my body.
Suddenly, he surged upward, driving deeper with a powerful thrust that hit a spot I never knew existed. A wave of pure ecstasy crashed over me, and I found myself peaking without even touching myself, my voice echoing in the quiet room. “It’s too much… it’s too wonderful,” I whimpered.
Josías sensed my release and shifted his grip, allowing me to take control for a moment before he took over again. He drove into me with a mixture of tenderness and raw power, each stroke sending sparks through my nervous system. The world blurred around the edges as the pleasure intensified, building into a crescendo that left me trembling.
With one final, deep thrust, Josías let out a low groan, filling me with his warmth. I collapsed against him, my vision swimming, falling into a blissful abyss of exhaustion and satisfaction. When I finally drifted back to consciousness, I found myself tucked neatly into bed, smelling of expensive perfume and feeling completely cherished. My first time had been a revelation, and I knew then that I never wanted to leave his side.