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I’ve never put on a condom before, but I’ve watched Ian do it. I rip open the package, careful not to damage the condom. Then with shaky hands, I slip the rubber onto his tip and begin unrolling it along his length. Sensing my nervousness, Kyle covers my hand with his and helps me guide it down.
And then I do something I’ve never done before…I lower myself onto him and let his width fill me. I rock back and forth, and Holy of everything hot does it ever feel good.
With his eyes open, watching me, Kyle grabs my hips and helps me find the rhythm that will push us both over the edge. It doesn’t take long before I tighten around him and call out his name, the intensity of the climax as powerful as the last time.
Kyle comes seconds later.
I sag to the bed, boneless and drained, knowing I’ll never been able to settle for less again.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Kyle
Sofia rests her head on my chest, our breaths still ragged. My hand draws lazy circles on her back. “You’re amazing,” I tell her. And I mean it. I hadn’t pegged Sofia to be a fan of dirty talk. But she became more alive when I did that, like there was a neutron star buried deep, waiting to become a supernova.
“I am?” Her surprise fades to sadness. She glances toward the window, her mind anywhere but in this moment, her mind anywhere but with me.
I brush my fingers against her face. “What’s wrong?”
Sofia looks back at me, the sadness still there. Instead of saying anything, she chews on her lip like she always does when she’s uncertain. Gone is the girl who finds joy in even the smallest things.
“It’s okay,” I say. “You can tell me. Whatever it is we can deal with it together.”
She nods and I snuggle her closer.
“I told you my boyfriend cheated on me.” The sadness leaks into her voice and tears me apart. “He said he cheated on me because I was a lousy lay. He’d been bored of having sex with me, but didn’t know how to breakup with me without hurting me, so he slept around on me instead.”
“You’re far from boring. Not even in the same galaxy as boring.” I kiss her shoulder. “Can I ask you a question?”
She nods, not thoroughly convinced at my words. I’m not sure she’ll be willing to answer my question, but I want what we have between us to be something more, something real. And for that to happen we need to be honest with each other.
“Did you ever climax with him?”
Blushing and without hesitation, she shakes her head.
“Did you just climax for me?”
She nods.
“In my apartment, did you climax then too?” I know she did, but I want her to see the difference between what we have and what she had with him. I want to make sure she doesn’t have any doubts about how good we are together.
“Yes,” she whispers and I brush my lips against hers.
“That proves he wasn’t the right guy for you.” I kiss her again, except now it’s possessive, erasing all memory of the asshole and replacing each one with memories of how great we are together.
Our kisses become intense, and soon we’re ready to fuck again. And this time, with Sofia knowing that everything she’d been told in the past was a lie, the sex is more mind-blowing than before.
• • •
I wake up to the sound of rain hammering against the roof and the windows. I don’t open my eyes. I just lay listening to the noise, until I realize the rain isn’t all I hear. Sofia’s soft breaths cause an equally soft smile to sneak on my face.
I open my eyes to find Sofia watching me in the dim light. Although she’s still covered with the bedding, she hasn’t put her clothes on yet. Good, now I won’t have to waste time removing them again.
“Mornin’,” I say, voice low and husky with sleep.
She smiles back at me. The smile is shy, a little nervous, but I can’t figure out what she has to be nervous about.
“Looks like we won’t be going home yet.” I nod toward the window behind her.
