Page 64 of Bless My Body

I sit down on the couch and fall back against the pillows.

“Ok, tell me everything.”

“Well, he was kind of weird at first. I think he thought I was there to tell him I didn’t want to do it.

But then we talked about everything and decided on the thirty days. I left because it was awkward, but

then he ran after me. He brought me back up to his room, and we, you know, did it,” I say with a

shrug. “And then we did it again this morning.”

“How was it?” The smile has not left her face since I started talking.

“Stella, it was… I don’t even know how to describe it. It was amazing. It was like an out-of-body

experience, which sounds stupid to even say. I always thought that Ezra would be the kind of guy who

maybe fingered you and then put you on your back, but it was not that at all. He told me what to do the

whole time. It was dirty and so damn hot. And the orgasms. Oh my God, the orgasms.”

“Good?”

“So good. I mean, I’ve obviously had orgasms before, but not like that.” Just thinking about it

makes my stomach tighten.

“Yeah, I know what you mean. That’s how I feel with Ozzy, too.”

My mind wanders back to this morning with Ezra’s cock inside me and his hands gripping my

hips. I wish I could have stayed all day. I would have let him do whatever he wanted to me. I have to

shake my head to pull myself back to this conversation with Stella.

“So, what happens now?” she asks.

“Hell if I know. I don’t know how these things are supposed to work. I’m used to just hooking up

with people at parties and then moving on with my life. I can’t do that with Ezra. I don’t want to do

that with Ezra. But I don’t know when I’m going to be able to go down there again, and he’s always

so busy.” I shrug because I really have no idea what happens next.

“Well, how did you guys leave it this morning?” Stella asks, looking a little more concerned than I

thought she would.

I think back to this morning. Ezra asked if he would see me again soon, and I told him I didn’t

know. Which is the truth. But now that I’m thinking about it, he started acting a little strange after that.

His smile that usually lights up the room felt a little forced. I didn’t think anything of it then, but now?

Now I’m wondering if I messed something up.

What is he expecting of me? I hope he doesn’t want more than sex. I told him I didn’t want that,