Page 83 of All Too Well
There’s really no reason to get dressed fully because I’m pretty sure I’m going to wake her up with my head between her legs in an hour or two.
We climb into my bed, and I pull her to my chest. I’m not sure what to say, so I opt for nothing.
This has been the most incredible sex I’ve ever had.
She lets out a long sigh, running her finger in a circle along my chest. I take her hand in mine, and she lifts her head. “Hi.”
I grin. “Hi.”
“We had sex—twice.”
“We sure did.”
Ainsley bites her lower lip. “Did you ... enjoy it?”
Is she unglued? “Do you think I didn’t?”
“I don’t know. It seemed like you did.”
“I enjoyed every damn second—twice.”
She smiles at that. “I did too. I didn’t know it could be so ... intense.”
The way she says it makes me wonder something about her joke before.
“Just how many times have you had sex before this?”
Ainsley clears her throat and looks away. “Once.”
So she wasn’t a virgin, but she sure as hell isn’t exactly experienced. How every man in the world isn’t banging down her door to have a chance to even know her is beyond me. She’s the whole package, and while I thought that prior to having sex with her, now there’s one more reason to hate that we can never be together—she’s amazing in bed.
That said, I’m not sure how I feel about the fact that I’m only her second time.
“How?” I ask her, keeping my voice careful.
She rolls over, staring up at the ceiling. “First, I wasn’t stupid enough to sleep with anyone in high school. The Admiral would’ve killed them, and I would’ve been locked in a nunnery or something. When I got to college, I kind of felt like I’d held out, and I wasn’t in a rush to sleep with any of those guys. Sophomore year went without dating. You know me”—she rolls over to face me, head propped up on her hand—“I’m nerdy. I like books and asking a million questions to get to the heart of an issue. I was the sorority girl who never really drank or went to bars. I was happy watching a movie on a Friday night with popcorn and skin-care masks.”
“So that means you didn’t date anyone?”
“Pretty much. It wasn’t until my junior year that I started getting concerned there was something wrong with me. I mean, I’d never had a boyfriend. My friends were on rotations and sleeping with random guys at the bar. I wanted to just get it over with. So I met a guy, we had sex, and I decided the only thing wrong with me was wanting to sleep with someone just to do it.”
“There was nothing wrong with you,” I reassure her.
Something flashes in her eyes, but she covers it quickly. “That’s not exactly true. I have a lot wrong with me, but it wasn’t that I was a virgin in college.”
I cup her face. “You can count this as your first time if you want.”
She smiles brightly. “So I can tell the Admiral I was a virgin until you?”
I laugh and shake my head. “You really should never mention this to anyone, you know that, right?”
“So you don’t want me to call Caspian and tell him about the intense sexfest we shared?”
Sometimes I can’t tell if she’s actually serious. She and Caspian are those siblings that actually would tell each other about this kind of thing. At least, he’d tell her. From the sounds of it, Ainsley didn’t have much to spill to him.
“I’d rather we keep this between us. That is, if you want to have another night like this.”
She taps her finger against her chin. “Let me sleep on it.”
