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God, she was graceful…
She twitched in her sleep.
Vulnerable. Adorable. Authentic.
I couldn’t help but smile. For the first time in a long time, I felt thrilled.
I lingered there for a few moments, holding her soft body and breathing in her delicate scent.
Pure. Fresh. Clean and bright, like fields of cotton waving in the summer breeze.
Naïve. Innocent.
Though, nothing we did last night was anywherecloseto innocent.
My mind replayed pulling down her tight black dress. How her magnificent tits jiggled out…
I felt the ache of my morning wood, begging for another hit of that perfect pussy.
But I didn’t want to have a quickie with her and then let her escape. No; I wanted her to keep coming back for more.
“I just need some space,”she said last night on the verge of flight.
I frowned. Was she really that eager to get away from me?
But more importantly, why did Icare?Why hadn’t I just let her go like any other hookup?
I pondered these questions as I came to full awareness. Then the thought bubble followed me like a clingy pet as I carefully unwound myself from her, rolled out of bed, and made my way to the shower.
I braced myself against the wall as the warm water washed over me.
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Grace’s, wide and vulnerable in the moonlight. All the sounds she’d made echoed in my ears. How she looked at me like sheneededme.
And the sneaking knowledge that for the first time, I could reallyfeelsomething.
Maybe that was why she wanted to leave. I’d let my passion get the best of me and came on too strong.
I’d triggered her. I’d made her want to run.
But then again, everyone always left eventually. It was always just a matter of time.
I sighed and decided to enjoy it while it lasted.
When I left the bathroom, I held my breath as I strode back through my bedroom.
Grace was still fast asleep in my bed, her dark hair fanned out on the pillow beneath the headboard.
Relief flooded through me.
I liked the look of her there, safe and warm and serene in my bed. Her presence made my room finally feel complete.
I wandered into the walk-in closet.
Sunday. Right, it was still the weekend. One day to come off the high from last night, then back to the weekly search for fun.
I glanced at the bed again, at the adorable lump buried under the covers.
Thatwas fun. That was the most fun I’d had inyears.
