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Traveling is an experience that people enjoy for many reasons. Seeing new places or returning to a favorite destination is an enjoyable moment to witness while visiting. People of all ages, from different countries, travel to a variety of places for diverse experiences such as work, family, and freedom. Whether by plane, car, or boat, it can be a pleasurable practice.
Holding hands, Brian and I walked the halls of the MGM Grand Hotel located in Las Vegas, Nevada, where my father worked as an illusionist. Following the bellboy to our room, Brian and I exchanged glances of excitement. We have been swamped for the last week. Brian had been recording none stop, and I have been working twelve hours a day. We needed this short vacation, even if it was only for the weekend. I was happy that Brian and my father were finally going to meet.
The bellboy opened the door for Room 509 and entered. He put the bags where they belonged and smiled as he spoke, "If there's anything else I can do to help, don't hesitate to let us know. Have a great stay."
Brian gave him a tip, and the bellboy went his way.
"When do we get to see your dad?" Brian asked, walking over to his luggage.
"We have a dinner reservation tonight. Dad's fiancé is going to be there as well. After that, we get to see his show," I responded, smiling.
"He is working on his wedding weekend?" he questioned with an expression of curiosity on his face. I nodded my head and giggled. "If it was for him, he would have gotten married during his show. Rosa wants the whole wedding shebang, so letting him work tonight makes him free for the wedding and their honeymoon," I explained.
"I am so happy to be here with you, baby. Can't wait to meet your dad and tell him how much I love his daughter," he smirked, embracing his arms around my waist, pushing my body against his. "His daughter wants to say that she loves you too, very much she may add," I replied, smiling.
Brian and I kissed softly, letting a small moan escape my lips. The taste of smokes and beer was something that I always enjoyed every time we kissed. He intoxicated my senses. I placed my arms around his neck. Feeling his hands roam all over my ass, made me want more of him.
The kiss became heated, and its pace increase with each movement.
"I never get tired of having you, Lilian," he grunted as he pushed me slowly towards the bed.
In a perfect rhythm, we took our clothes off, leaving us naked in each other's eyes. Brian touched every part of my curves. Kissing him, I felt his hands roam around my stomach. He moved them up, caressing the part of my chest, making me moan in pleasure.
Grabbing one of my breasts in his hand, he squeezed hard, making me moan in pleasure. Putting my nipple in his mouth took me over the edge. He nibbled, bit, and pressed one of my breasts before jumping to the other one, repeating the action.
After a while of exploring our bodies, Brian grabbed a condom from his wallet. Staring at him, I smiled. "Baby?" I called, getting his full attention as he struggled to open the rubber he held in his hand.
"Yeah?" he smiled, looking at me.
"I want to feel all of you. I am clean, and I am on birth control," I said nervously. I didn't know how Brian was going to react, but I truly wanted to feel him completely inside of me.
He winked a couple of times, obviously surprised by my words. Then, he smiled again.
"Are you sure? I am clean, I swear. The guys and I have to take the test occasionally because it is mandatory by the label," he stated, putting the condom away.
"I trust you. I love you, and I want this," I said, smiling. Brian nodded his head in acceptance, and his smile grew wider. His lips met mine again, and we continued to feel each other's bodies, until we were connected in the most intimate yet exclusive manner.
Moaning, panting and moving in a perfect rhythm, we made love, until both of our releases were met.
"I love you so much, baby," he grunted against her lips as he felt the last drop make come undone.
"I love you too, Brian. I love you with all my heart," I responded as I repeated Brian's actions.
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A couple of hours had passed. Brian and I enjoyed our afternoon, making love to each other and talking about my childhood. Since he was going to meet my father soon, he wanted to know more about our relationship.
I loved my father with all my heart. Even though he wasn't a lot in my life after my parents got divorced, he was still a much-compromised parent.
Sitting in the small table outside the balcony, Brian and I spoke.
"Rosa is a sweet woman. He has worked for my father for the past ten years, and just a few months ago, he dared to ask her to marry him," I said, before I took a sip of the glass full of wine I held on my right hand.
"It's good that you guys have a good relationship."
"Yes, it is perfect indeed. My parents still hold a nice friendship, and that made it easier for me growing up," I stated, smiling at him. He grabbed the wine glass from my hand and placed it on top of the table. Then, Brian grabbed my arm and sat me on his lap before giving me a soft kiss on the lips. Then, he wrapped his arms around my waist. Staring at me, he smiled.
"I am so glad and happy to have you in my life, baby. I want everything with you. With time, you will see that," he expressed, making me gulp in excitement.
"I want it all with you. I know it's too fast to talk about these things, but I want you to know how serious I am about you and me. I want it all. I want the big house, the dogs and the kids, running around our place, driving us crazy," he confessed.
"I want it all too," I said, nodding my head and kissing his lips.
Knowing that we were both on the right path made me eager to have those things as soon as possible. First, Brian had to meet my dad, but knowing how amazing Brian was, he was going to accept my boyfriend the second he saw the happiness that radiated from his daughter.
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