Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 63741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
This doesn’t seem fully real, sitting here holding her, but the beat of her heart helps keep me in the moment.
“Have you ever had an experience like this?”
She looks up, surprised by my question. “No.”
“You must be tired.”
Her answering smile makes my cock twitch. “Not that tired.”
“Remember,” I say as I stroke her hair where it cascades down her back, “everything tonight is your choice.”
“I know.” She nuzzles into my neck, and I almost lose it. “I’ve been very happy with my choices so far.”
I’m torn. My body is fully on board with continuing things immediately; my emotions are the problem.
I could fall in love with a woman like Ember. If I’m honest, I’m partway there already. I’d resigned myself to admiring her from a distance, like a knight in a medieval story; letting myself fall for her all the way would be a big mistake.
But I can’t bring myself to walk away without finishing what we’ve started. I’ll just have to man up afterwards and respect her decision.
“Do you need a break?” I ask, just to be sure.
Ember smiles at me again. I could get drunk off that smile; I could get really fucking used to seeing it every day for the rest of my life. “Absolutely not.”
“Good.” I shift her off my lap long enough to take off my pants and grab another condom, then lift her over me, facing me instead of the room. She takes hold of me and sinks down without hesitation, and I can’t hold back another groan as her wet heat envelops me.
“You feel so good.” She takes my face in her hands and presses her forehead to mine, then kisses me. I battle my cock and keep myself from moving in her just yet, kissing her back with all my focus. Before long she starts to moan, and then she starts to move.
I match her, rolling my hips up, slow and steady. We’re grinding into each other, our eyes locked, and it’s the most intimate experience I’ve ever had with a woman. “Ember,” I grit out.
“Frank—oh god. Harder.”
My hands have been on her hips, resting there, not controlling her, but now I start to raise and lower her on my cock, thrusting up as she slides down. “Yes, yes, fuck!” she cries.
We go faster, and faster, and I’m about to adjust my grip so I can reach for her clit when her head goes back and she explodes, her pussy clamping down on me. I follow her a second later, my cum pouring out of me, and a momentary regret washes through me—that the condom is in the way, that I can’t fill her up and give her a baby.
Holy fuck. Where did that come from?
I banish the thought as we shudder, slowly descending from the mountaintop together. I cuddle her close and stroke her hair, soothing her. When our breathing is back to normal, I pick her up and carry her down the hall into the bedroom that’s now hers, and into the adjoining bath.
EMBER
I was prepared for the sex to be good, and it was. Incredibly good. Far and away the best I’ve ever had.
I wasn’t prepared for what I’m feeling now, as Frank takes care of me in the shower. This big man is so gentle, so tender, and it wrecks me. I almost get weepy, but I keep my emotions hidden—I hope.
One time. That’s what we agreed. Soon, I’ll be gone from here, and then we’ll be back to being just coworkers, and things will be much more manageable.
But when Frank tucks me into bed, I realize I don’t want to be alone. I lay a hand against his cheek. “Will you stay?”
I can tell I’ve surprised him, but he slides under the covers without hesitation, pulling me against his body so we’re spooning, and it feels so right.
Despite the fact that I’ve never slept this way with a man before, it only takes me seconds to drop off, and I sleep soundly. In fact, it’s the best sleep I’ve had since my old apartment building was condemned.
In the morning, Frank is still there; we haven’t moved. I feel both protected and cherished, and do my best to banish those emotions as well. Keeping last night uncomplicated is key.
I start to ease away, and his arm tightens around me, locking me in place. Instead of making me mad, it fills me with a warm glow.
“Morning.” His deep voice vibrates through me, and my pussy clenches. I need to get up, now, or “one night only” is going to immediately turn into a lie.
This time, when I try to move, he releases me. Sliding off the bed, I look over my shoulder as I head for the bathroom and smile. “Good morning.”
He doesn’t smile back, but then he’s not much for smiling. Whatever’s going on behind his dark eyes, it makes me want to jump back into bed and spend the day there with him, intentions be damned.