sense of appreciation that seemed to pause my internal decline of confidence.
"The Notorious Four’s definition of perfect is our Brianne," he whispered as he inched slightly closer to my face. "The woman who shows a level of innocence that's so pure and breathtaking. We love that you're not like the rest of the girls. That you don't know how to do every single thing."
He cupped my face with his hands and kissed me tenderly.
"I love the idea that I was your first kiss." He kissed me again. "That these hands of mine got to be the first to run down your luscious body." His hands moved further up along my ribs. "To be able to touch these breasts." He pressed me further against him. "To slide my fingers into that wet, sweet spot of yours." The walls within me clenched at the mere reminder of his fingers. "To be the first to take your virginity." I remembered that very night of pain and immense pleasure.
"You think of these all as flaws, and yet they bring me so much joy. To unravel every bit of you as we discover what we like together. That's something I never got the privilege of having with anyone else. To truly discover every bit of you and see the charming sides of innocence. You're not stupid, baby. I respect the fact you were willing to wait to experience these things with me and the others. To be who you are and not what the world expects from you. No matter if it was scary, depressing, or pressuring to remain pure and innocent, I need you to know that we appreciate every part of you. That impeccable patience that allowed us, your Notorious Four, to have you. Have only you."
His next kiss was beyond the others, so hard and deep that all I could do was enjoy every spark of joy and calm his words delivered through me. When his tongue slipped into my mouth, it turned me on even more as I melted against him and fought to not move my hips as his length continued to tease that sensitive part that ached to be filled.
He left me breathless when his lips released me, and I locked onto his eyes once more, noticing his appreciation.
"I don't want you feeling embarrassed about not knowing everything anymore. If you ever do, you come to me and I’ll explain exactly why we adore you all over again. When you don't know something, you ask us, and we'll explain. If it's something you want to explore, we'll start that very expedition and go at your pace. If you suddenly want to stop, we stop and try again when you're ready."
He moved one of his hands back to press on my cheek, his thumb slowly running along my bottom lip. "Whether you want to do threesomes, foursomes, or want all of us, it’s perfectly fine. It's something we'll venture into when you're more than ready. We're willing to try anything, Brianne, and sometimes even we may not know what something is, which means we get to learn about it with the woman we love."
His smile was beyond perfection as his eyes twinkled with loving compassion.
"As long as I get to spend time with my Brianne, I don't care about what everyone else knows and does. In our relationship, we can discover new things, and I will never judge you. I know we laugh and tease you, but never do I judge you negatively for not knowing."
"It doesn't...turn you off?"
"Oh baby," he growled against my lips before claiming them. "I'm so fucking hard right now that I'm surprised I could speak intelligently this entire time."
His free hand that was on my waist moved down to rub my butt cheek, and I could feel that his length was firmer - hard and thick - as he teased my entrance.
"All I need is your permission and I'll show you just how turned on I am."
"In here?" I whispered like it was forbidden.
"Right here," he assured me and gave me a solid kiss. My heart was racing at the idea of making love right in the shower like in those movie scenes, while my body was hot and tingling with anticipation.
He was giving me control like he always did in these situations, and I couldn't feel more loved, desired, and cherished. He may not have realized how much his respect meant to me. That he didn't see me like a child anymore, but a