Gliding his fingers over my stomach, he smiles. “Now it’s your turn. I want to make you feel the same way.”
His lips roam over my neck and chest as his fingers drop between my legs again, exploring, feeling how desperately I want him.
His fingers dance between my legs, exploring the outside of me, discovering what and where makes me feelamazing. Trying not to scream, I dig my fingers into his shoulders as his mouth finds my nipples again and alternates between them. And then he findsthespot. The one that makes my butt lift off the bed and move my hips in perfect rhythm with his fingers.
I know I haven’t done a lot. A few times having sex with Davey, and then fooling around with Jesse…
But this feels incredible.
Astonishing.
He’s ravishing me.
I don’t know what’s happening.
I can’t think.
I can’t breathe.
I only know one thing.
This feels perfect.
This feels—
“Oh my god. Oh, oh, Aaron.” I dig my fingers into his back and softly repeat his name betweenoh oh ohsas my body tingles.
By the time he’s done with me, I’m shaking. From how good it felt. From… I don’t even know.
I didn’t know it could feel like that.
While I wished it had been better with Davey, no part of me imagined it could feel that good. Probably because it couldn’t have—wouldn’t have—with anyone but Aaron.
It’s like he knew my body intuitively. He knew exactly where to touch. Exactly what I wanted.
Plus our connection.
That was amazing.
Breathtaking.
Shout-it-from-the-rooftopsincredible.
It also reaffirms for me that if him touching me felt this good, sex would feel…phenomenal.But we’re gonna take. it. slow.
He lies down next to me, his face right up against mine.
I gently rest my hand on his cheek, looking into his eyes.
“How do you feel?” he asks.
“Incredible. Adored. Spoiled.”
“Good,” he breathes.
“Seriously, that was more than I ever imagined it could be. Definitely an amazing firstrealorgasm. Well, from someone else,” I say.
I’m smiling contentedly, but then I realize he’s looking at me, horrified.