Page 44 of Daddy's Little Matchmaker

“How many times do you usually come in a night?”

He chuckled. “Only once. But every once in a while, if I start early enough, twice.”

“Well then, I guess we’ve got that in common.”

“I guess we do.”

“Instead of holding me down, we could roll over, and I could ride you.”

“For someone who was reluctant to come to bed with me, you’re very enthusiastic.”

“I just had to get over my initial fears. I think it’s like riding a bike.” She wrapped her legs around his waist.

He stopped moving his hips. “I told you to keep your legs down on the mattress.”

“I thought that was only until I came.”

“It wasn’t, but…”

She locked her ankles together at the small of his back and pushed herself up onto his cock.

“I’ll allow it,” he said, his voice a bit rough.

“How generous of you, Sir,” she teased, using her legs to slide her body up and down his cock at a faster pace than he’d established.

“Whoa there.” He let his body weight fully rest on top of her, hindering her movements. “This isn’t a race.”

“Mm.” She closed her eyes and simply enjoyed the sensation of his weight on her. “That’s nice.”

“What’s nice?”

“The pressure of your body on mine. It’s been a long time.”

He let go of her wrists, and put his hand on the side of her face. “Let’s work on making that a distant memory.”

He leaned in and kissed her. She brought her arms down to rub his back, and he thrust into her rhythmically as they kissed. She kept her legs wrapped around him and her hips quickly matched his rhythm.

She was so lost in the sensations all around her, that it almost came as a surprise when his cock pulsed inside her. He groaned into her neck and thrust a bit harder then stilled for a few seconds. After a few lazy thrusts, he picked his head up make eye contact.

“I didn’t intend for our first time to be so…”

“Intimate?” she guessed.

He shook his head. “Vanilla.”

She giggled. “It was even missionary.”

“The horror.” He grinned.

She lost her smile and put her hands on the sides of his face. “Thank you. This was the perfect way to reintroduce me to sex as a couple’s activity instead of a solitary one.”

“You’re welcome.” He gave her a gentle kiss before carefully pulling out, and moving to lay on his back beside her. Then he pulled her to him so they could cuddle.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Connor lay in a post-coital haze with Tessica’s naked form pressed up against him. The word ‘intimate’ kept popping up in his brain. He hadn’t meant for their first time to be vanilla or intimate. He’d like to blame it on the fact that she’d orgasmed quicker than most women he’d been with, but he knew he’d simply gotten caught up in the moment. He was used to fucking women without letting it get beyond a surface level of enjoyment. He wasn’t used to making love on a first date. But he’d known Tessica for over thirty years, so it was never going to be like sleeping with a stranger. He’d heard about Tessica’s life through his mother and his sister over the years, so it felt a lot more like sleeping with a close friend.

He frowned at that thought. He wasn’t sure if he’d ever felt like he was sleeping with a close friend before.

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