Page 53 of Bless My Body

Chapter 11

Celine

W hat’s wrong?

He can’t be asking me that right now. My best friend of almost four years just fucked me

like an animal, and it was hot. So freaking hot. He completely took control of my body, and

damn, it felt good.

I sit up, completely naked, my mind racing trying to find words to answer his question. What’s

wrong? Absolutely nothing. Not a damn thing.

“Celine?” he asks again. I look up at him and catch a worried look in his beautiful blue eyes.

“Nothing is wrong. I’m great,” I say, but my voice is too high to sound normal. He knows I’m

lying. A random stranger would know I’m lying. I didn’t think sex with Ezra would be like that, and

my brain and body feel like Jell-O.

He sits down next to me and gives me a curious look. “Was it weird?” he asks.

In no way would I describe what we just did as weird. In fact, it was the furthest thing from

weird. I thought it would be awkward since we’ve known each other for so long, but he completely

took control. He handled my body in a way I never thought possible.

“Um, no. It definitely wasn’t weird.” But then I think about his question and flip it on him. Is he

having doubts? Was it not good for him? “Was it weird for you?”

“Nope. Zero weirdness,” he tells me. That’s a relief. If he said it was weird for him, I would have

walked out of here with my head hung in embarrassment. “So we’re good? You still want to do this?”

A quick “Hell yes,” comes out of my mouth. “I didn’t think it would be like that,” I tell him

honestly.

“Like what?”

I turn to look at him. His eyes look concerned, but I know it’s bullshit. He knows he’s good. He

knows I love what he did to me.

“Like that. I mean, you were… just wow. I don’t think I’ve ever had sex like that before.” I see a

small smirk form on his swollen lips. Lips that were just all over my body.

“Yeah, it was pretty fucking good,” he agrees.

“Like, I really thought you were going to do straight-up missionary and call it a day.” I laugh. I

can’t help it. Of all the things I imagined on the drive down here, him grabbing my hair and pushing