He grabs my breast in his hands, but his breathing has gotten heavy. "I walked in to hang the dress up my sister gave me but then when I saw you, my body lost control. This is not what I had in mind to do right now, I was going to wait until tonight, but I can't."

"Zamir, I don't know how to do any of this. I never have...." he cuts me off with a deep kiss as his hands roam over my body slowly. He grabs my ass picking me up, pinning me against the tile harder; shifting his weight, I feel the head of his dick at my center.

"I will be gentle right now, but later I will show you how a Cruze really makes love to a woman. No one says no to a Cruze." His leg spreads mine open while his arms hold me in place. He slowly pushes inside me while his mouth covers mine. I try to scream at the pain of him stretching me wide with his thick member, but he swallows it with his mouth but continues to enter me slowly. My body is shaking with pain as he continues to push; he has my hands pinned above my head with one hand so I can't move. When he finally stops pushing, he comes up for air and kisses my lips with a quick peck. "Breath, baby, your too tense, so it makes the pain worse. Take some deep breaths and relax. I am only halfway in."

I close my eyes and try to make myself relax; he nods his head as he feels my body go limp. Dropping my hands, he grabs my hips with both of his "Wrap your legs around my waist; it will help and lay your arms over my shoulders." I do what he says as he pushes in fully with one swift thrust. I try to scream again, but his mouth is on me. He stays like that for just a minute, then starts to move slowly, pumping himself in and out of me. "Fuck, you are tight! I am not going to be able to keep this up for long." He gets faster and faster until he stills and groans into my neck. I feel his dick twitching inside me where his lips kiss me hard as he continues to release inside me. When he is finished, his head pulls back; he looks at me with a huge smile on his face. "I needed that so bad. You can not imagine how good that felt on my end. You are perfect in every way." He pulls out, setting me down, helping wash my hair and body off, being careful around my center where he knows I am sore. He kisses his way back up my body then hands me the washcloth.

"Your turn, wash me off, and be careful down there. I am in a relaxed mode right now but don't want to lose it yet." I take it washing his body off, being careful as he sucks in a breath when my hands come in contact with his balls and dick. He groans at my gentle touch as I see him getting back up again. Standing up, I finish with his chest and back. He washes his hair then grabs two towels that he has set outside the shower. We both dry off while he gets the dress that his sister brought. I step into the pale pink material, his fingers zip it up, then plant a kiss on my neck. He hands me a brush along with a hairdryer that is in his drawer, then quickly gets that done; he stands there watching me with amusement in his eyes. He pulls me to him smelling my hair. "You smell so good with my products on you. It turns me on." He grinds his hips, so I see him tenting through the zipper in the jeans. Just then, there is banging on his door.

"Zamir, come on. I have been waiting for you to get ready. It has been thirty minutes. Let's go so we will be back in time for dinner" his sister's agitated voice comes through the door.

He sighs, grabbing a set of keys off the nightstand while ripping a shirt over his head. "Coming, brat. She had to finish getting ready. Chill out; we have plenty of time."

"Can I ask you a quick question?" as we walk towards the door.

"What do you want to know, love?" He stops cradling my face in his hands.

"You asked how old I was, but I never caught your age" looking down at the ground, acting like I don't know if I should be asking that.

He chuckles as we walk towards the door again. "I am twenty-two" he opens the door where she stops her foot like she is about to throw a temper tantrum. "Brat here is thirteen. I have two brothers, one who is twenty-two and is my identical twin; the other is fifteen about to turn sixteen.

She looks over me in her dress and smiles big "That looks so good on you, good the shoes fit too," pointing down to the white flats that I slipped on. "So you going to introduce her to the family at supper, huh? You are going to have to keep Marco away from her, though."

He grits his teeth as a low growl comes out of his throat. "If he touches her, I swear his teeth will get knocked down to his stomach."

"Daddy is not going to let you do that. The last time you hit him, you were grounded for a month."

"Really, you are going to bring that up? I was seventeen; he was hitting on my girlfriend at the time. I just had my car taken away, too, nothing much. He gave it back after a few days when he caught them in bed with each other. Then he let me beat the crap out of him for messing with her knowing that we were dating. I think he learned his lesson from that."

"I don't remember that" she rubs her chin as if she was trying to recall the memory.

"That is because you were at that sleepover with your birthday party in the pool house. Dad took us out where you could not hear it. I beat the crap out of him until dad told me to quit" he smiles at the memory.

"That is why he had those black eyes where said he fell while training with dad?" she looks shocked.

"Yes, that was the time. He had to lie, so he did not look like a wimp that got beaten up by his twin brother."

We walk down the last set of stairs going out the front door to a white hummer that is sitting there waiting on us. He opens the front door for me as she hops in the back. His eyes are sparkling out in the sunlight as he helps me into the seat then closes the door. He gets in the driver's seat, starts the car as we head out with two cars following us.