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She begins to move again, and with my free hand. I grab a random pillow, positioning it under her, which now helps guide her hips gently to a new angle. My own hips also tilt up a bit more now that I know we’re past the hardest part.
“Wow,” she says as new feelings seem to overtake her. “You’re hitting…something is different with what you just did.”
Noted.
“I’ve read about that in my books. This—” She stops talking and closes her eyes, unable to articulate further.
“Come again, Goldie. If you are close. Take it.”
Completely oblivious to the storm outside, five minutes later there’s a tornado of my own when she has her second orgasm of the night and Ifinally let myself go.
I grunt heavily, and I swear, I fill the condom to the brim. I make small jerks—one, two, three times, even after I think I’m done.
“Sorry, Grace, everything built up,” I apologize. But she’s lost in her own sensations, I can tell—she doesn’t respond and looks in a haze.
“Does it hurt?” I’m still inside her. I don’t want to move if it’s going to cause her pain.
She looks at me and after about half a second, a light clicks on like she’s out of her head and is now back here with me.
“I’m a little achy still…but also…I liked it,” she says softly to me, a big grin emerging on her face.
Phew. “Good,” I murmur, brushing my hand down her arm. “Why don’t you come over here to rest, and I’ll clean up the condom before I start making a mess everywhere. I’ll get a warm towel too.”
We both watch her separate from my body, and not surprisingly, there’s a little blood on both of us.
I don’t want her to feel self-conscious about it at all. I reach up where she’s paused and touch her arm again.
“An honor, Goldie. Truly.”
CHAPTER 35
Grace
After Johnson helps clean us both up, we lie down, get dressed in some lounge wear, and rest.
Turning my head towards Johnson, he looks calm and satisfied, and is radiating masculine power. Which is really attractive, considering the guy’s made me come twice.
To buy some time to process what just happened, I decide to keep the mood light.
“If I thought I would lose my virginity in a pillow fort, I would’ve guessed I’d be sixteen, not twenty-two.”
He chuckles. “After this, I’m going to argue that pillow forts are perfect at any age.”
I reach for my crackers, suddenly hungry as the heightened emotion and adrenaline from what just happened wears off.
As I open the box, I see his eyes watching my movements.
“You can have my snacks now, Johnson,” I tease him.
He tilts his head back up to face mine, grinning. “I’m grateful for the privilege.”
I hand him the box, and he rifles through to get a handful. Once he eats a few, he hands thebox to me.
His expression turns more earnest once he’s done eating. “You’re so beautiful in all the ways, Goldie. Inside and out. What this has meant to me today is hard to put into words. Thanks for giving me your trust.”
This time, I don’t deflect from his words with a joke. I give my answer with my heart fully open.
“Trust you earned. I feel…I feel closer to you than I thought ever possible when we first met.”
