“Yeah, I know. We established this. Lack of experience, remember?”
He slowly moved his hips and moaned. “I can’t even remember my name right now, Hawaii.”
“Or mine, apparently,” I said with an eye roll.
He wrapped an arm around my back, pulled out, and flipped me over without warning, slamming himself back inside me as he reached under my hips and found my clit without any difficulty at all. “Sophia, your pussy is a fucking dream.”
With each punishing thrust of his hips he shifted his angle slightly. “I need you to come for me, baby. I need you to tell me when I find it.”
Find what? You’ve already found my clit—multiple times, with zero guidance.
He rubbed circles over my clit with two fingers, quickly causing the pressure to build inside me again. “Oh fuck,” he groaned, clearly struggling as his dick shifted to another angle.
“Ahhh,” I yelled with overwhelming pleasure as a new sensation hit deep in my belly. “What the—”
He chuckled. “I found it.”
“Oh my God,” I panted. “Oh, Leo.” I took a breath as I adjusted to the way the pressure in my core skyrocketed.
Well, no one’s ever found that spot before.
“That is—”
He grabbed my hip with one hand and slammed himself faster and harder until I became a moaning puddle of pleasure underneath him. I’d never felt an orgasm build like this, but I was certain I was about to climax. I screamed, “I’m coming,” and my pussy squeezed him as waves of the orgasm crashed into me. He tensed and let out a loud throaty groan before slowing his hips and collapsing on my back, breathing like we’d just finished a 5K. We lay there together for a minute before he finally pulled out and rolled off me. I rolled over to face him and reached for his chest.
His skin was glistening with sweat and his chest heaving. I let my eyes roam all over his body, appreciating every hard ridge that his chosen profession had created, and the ink that stood out against his light complexion. He pulled off the condom and rolled off the bed to grab a tissue from his nightstand. He wrapped the condom in it and tossed it in the garbage. He pulled a towel off a shelf above his bed and poured water from a bottle onto it before climbing back onto the bed.
“Here,” he said, his hand hovering over my legs. I spread them, my heart racing as he cleaned me up, doing possibly the most intimate thing he’d done tonight. When he finished and tossed the towel aside,I expected awkwardness to fall between us. I was lying in his bed, limbs weak and unable to move. Surely I should be getting dressed now.
He probably wants me to go, right?
He found his briefs on the floor and pulled them on before lying down next to me and pulling me against him until we were bare chest to bare chest.Am I cuddling with the guy I just fucked for feedback?
“So, tell me,” he said with a smirk. “Did you at least feel a spark? Maybe even a flicker of fire? Something to convince you that whatever your ex was doing wasn’t worth your time?”
How can I adequately describe what I just experienced?The all-consuming, fiery passion that wracked my body would make strangers wave sparklers and set off fireworks in our honor.That was what sex was supposed to feel like? That felt like an out of body experience.
“Speechless?” he teased, kissing my shoulder. “That’s happened to me before.”
I snorted. “I’m not speechless. I’m struggling to find words.”
He smirked at me. “That’s the same thing, Hawaii. Aren’t you an English major? I shouldn’t have to teach you the definition ofwithout words.”
I laughed and buried my head in the crook of his neck. I mumbled, not wanting to look him in the eye as I confessed how much I’d enjoyed that. “I think you’ve adequately convinced me that nothing my ex could ever do would top that. I have clearly been missing out on what college has to offer.”
“You’ve at least been missing out on whatIhave to offer,” he said. “And as for the feedback, Hawaii, all I can say in summary is that your last boyfriend is a fucking moron. You areperfection. If the next guy you’re with doesn’t make you feel sexy and amazing, they’re an idiot too.”
“Thanks. Maybe I just needed a bigger dick to work with,” I joked, lifting my head to smile at him.
Leo laughed heartily. “Damn, Soph. You know how to make a guy feel good.”
I laughed and slowly started to wiggle free of his arms, not wanting to overstay my welcome. I’d asked for sex, not a post-sex cuddle, and I didn’t want him to be annoyed if I came off like I was going to be attached to him now. “Look, thanks for this. I know I’m incredibly awkward about the whole sex thing, but you handled this like a gentleman and I’m really grateful. Your reputation is clearly intact.”
He watched me as I rolled out of bed, the corners of his mouth dropping so slightly I almost missed it. “This was fun, Sophia. A lot more fun than anything I’ve done in a long time.”
I gave him a small smile as I started picking clothes up off the floor. I slipped my underwear on first.
“Thanks,” I said, shrugging into my bra.
