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His body pounded deep into mine in a relentless rhythm that sent my mind reeling. Feeling my body build up with another orgasm, my pussy tightened, gripping him deep within. Neither his power nor his pace faltered as I screamed out his name incoherently.
“Rhett… yes… oh god… yes… yes… yes.”
My climax was still rearing on, as I felt him swell even larger. Before he let out a deep guttural roar, as he found his own release. Focusing on the euphoric sensation taking over my body, I was taken aback as he greedily devoured my mouth.
As we allowed our breathing to steady and slow down, he rolled over to one side, taking me with him. Our bodies were molded intimately against one another.
Both of our bodies spent.
***
The stirring movements and the tight arms wrapped around me woke me. As I lay there, slowly allowing my body to awaken, my mind began to go into overdrive. Stretching my limbs, I could feel the slight soreness between my legs. Rhett shifted, his arm pulling me back into his back, subconsciously, as he was breathing heavily and still fast asleep.
As I tiptoed to the bathroom, I realized how sore I was. I turned the shower on to heat the water and to mask the sound of me desperately peeing. Once I stepped in and the hot water cascaded over me, I reflected on what had been going through my mind just before I fell asleep.
We’d finally stopped around three a.m. Both our bodies were utterly spent. It was as if now that we were finally unleashed, we couldn’t stop. He’d fucked me twice in the bed before we showered again—this time together where he got on his knees and made me come twice more. I gave just as good as I got. It was as if a fuse went off, and we couldn’t stop. We’d gone three more rounds, once on the desk, then the sofa, and finally again in the bed.
I had just had the best and the most intense sexual experiences in my life. Despite my mind still in a foggy, jubilant state, I knew I hadn’t just come so intensely and frequently simply because of the sex. All the tension and desire that had been building culminated in the feelings I knew I had been suppressing about him.
That was when it sank in that my feelings for Rhett ran much more profound.
At first, I felt his persistence and charm towards me were superficial. But on more than one occasion now, he had proven to be able to look and appreciate things for their more profound value. Yes, I could admit my feelings for him were growing more potent, and I could also appreciate his skills in bed. But there was so much more to him than that. I could see the handsome, hypnotic, and powerful man everybody did. But I could also see a tender, enthusiastic, and delicate man. And that was what was drawing me in more and more.
I was still not sure if I wanted this to lead somewhere. And, if so, to what? With how I’d brushed him off in the past, I could fully understand if he felt I only wanted a one-time thing. But why now, thinking of it not happening again, am I left with a sour taste in my mouth?
As I exited the shower, I resolved to play it by his actions.
With that in mind, it was no surprise that I was shocked, if not a tad disappointed, to see him out of bed, sitting by the desk, and talking to someone on the phone.
“I see, so there is nothing left from breakfast. No, no, that’s fine. Ah… brilliant, thank you.”
The disappointment in his voice was unmistakable.
“Who was that?”
I startled him slightly, based on his reaction, as he turned around.
“Good morning. That was Ann from downstairs. I was trying to order some breakfast, but we overslept and missed it.”
At his mention of food, I felt my stomach begin to rumble.
“How are you feeling?”
Looking into his eyes, I tried to gauge whether he was being silly or serious.
“Fine, thank you. And yourself? Did you sleep well?”
I didn’t realize I’d been holding my breath, waiting for him to respond. I was still struggling to get a good read of his facial expressions, but all I could see was a look of relaxation and an unguardedness shining from his eyes.
“I feel great. I don’t remember the last time I slept so well.”
I was still trying to decipher what his angle was. I wanted to know if he was trying to mislead me.
But seeing his shy, genuine smile settled my anxious thoughts.
“Thank you for last night. It was special. I mean it.”
I must have had a look of doubt across my face for him to feel the need to convince me his words were truthful.
