Page 75 of The Attraction File

“Are you okay, Edgar?”

The corner of his mouth hitched, gifting me with one dimple. “I should be asking you that. How are you feeling, Evaleen? Am I too big for you?” The other corner of his lip rose.

“No, now get to it.”

“So bossy.” Edgar slapped my ass before moving his hips.

I kept my eyes on him, his cock moving in a glorious rhythm that I had no idea could feel this incredible.

He leaned over me and I wondered if he was going to try and kiss me. But my head was too far. It was his arm that reached around, brushing past my ribs until his fingers found my clit again. I hadn’t even realized he had stopped teasing me with his fingers. When Edgar entered me, it must have wiped my brain clean.

“That’s it, Evaleen. God, you feel so good. Your pussy is so tight. I’m going to make you come because I don’t know if I can last much longer.”

Edgar’s eyes never let go. My peripheral vision saw movement. Arms, torsos, and even legs, but I couldn’t take my gaze off him. The deeper he sank into me and the more his fingers guided me closer, I only cared about Edgar watching me go over the edge.

I thought when this point came, when I would finally lose my virginity, I would be too overwhelmed or fearful to show the guy everything. But now I understood it had nothing to do with that. It had to do with wanting to show him. That with Edgar I found this happiness.

“Don’t stop. Please, don’t ever stop.”

I meant it.

“Never.”

His eyes did not once waver as I climaxed. My orgasm bigger than before. I must have closed my eyes because darkness surrounded me. I called to Edgar but all I felt was bliss. Wave after wave.

And when I thought it subsided. When I opened my eyes again, I looked up to find him coming, calling my name. His head falling forward.

His movements slowed and Edgar’s hands fell from me. I leaned forward against the wall, catching my breath as he eased out of me.

“I’ll be right back.”

Edgar made his way toward the bathroom on shaky legs. I stood, my legs stiff and I couldn’t help but smile knowing why they hurt.

But my grin quickly faded as I wondered, what now? What I feared the most. Will he come out and dress, only to leave? Maybe he’s more diplomatic and he’ll want to talk everything out. Do we just go back to being coworkers?

I should’ve been happy. Losing my virginity was number one on my bucket list. If any young girl dreamed of the man that might one day take their virginity, I had a feeling that Edgar would be it.

So why then, when Edgar opened the door to the bathroom and strolled toward me did tears leak down my cheeks? Why did my lips tremble when he touched my arm?

And when he picked me up in his arms and carried me to the bed, why did I sob so hard when I looked up at him to find just a big blond blur?

He placed me on the bed and covered me with the comforter. The bed dipped as he climbed in beside me, wrapping his arms around me. He kissed the lines of tears on my face before moving down to my lips.

I kissed back. And the more we kissed, the more my tears faded. I slipped my hand around his neck not wanted him to pull away, but he did.

Edgar’s eyes danced over my face and his dimples made an appearance. “I told you.”

“You told me what?”

His finger traced my cheek, down my neck, and to the tip of my breast. “That I would make you weep.”

I laughed as relief rolled away. I didn’t know how all this would be tomorrow or the next day or next month, but it felt good right now. He felt good.

“Well, it’s official. I’m no longer a virgin.”

“Yup, you’re all used up now.”

My eyes widened as I pushed him back but he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close, laughing heartily.

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