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And then I felt it touch my clit.
“OH MY GOD,” I shrieked at the top of my lungs. “It’s incredible!”
Just as the breath was leaving my mouth, Tate doubled the intensity by thrusting his long cock back between my legs, inside my womanhood.
It was all happening at once — Tate, filling me close to bursting from behind, and the vibrator, teasing my clit with its sheer power. I wouldn’t be able to last for long.
“Tate,” I managed to spit out. “If you don’t ease up, I’m gonna come again, and soon.”
“Do it. I’m close, too.”
I could feel from the shakiness in his hindquarters that he meant it. His sweat dripped down onto my ass, tempting me closer and closer to the edge.
I think I felt his orgasm before he did — there was a specific tightening in his cock, as though it was getting back up with energy and lust.
So when he leaned down to whisper, “I’m about to come,” I wasn’t surprised. In fact, I’d been holding myself back from an orgasm for at least half a minute, using willpower I didn’t know I possessed.
Believe me when I say, I was ready.
“Let’s orgasm together,” I moaned, forcing the vibrator deeper into my folds. “Now!”
And all at once, we were reaching the very heights of ecstasy. Tate buckled over me as he let loose a loud cry. He’d pulled out just in time, rolling off the condom, and I turned over to receive his seed spreading beneath him as he sprayed his sticky whiteness onto my breasts, covering me in his pleasure. As he did so, my orgasm redoubled from the sheer excitement, sending another wave of thrills through me.
At long last, when we were both spent, he plopped down next to me on the pillow, his arm coming to encircle my body as I nuzzled my head into his chest.
“So?” he asked, still regaining his breath. “How was your first time?”
“Tate.”
“What?”
“You don’t even need to ask.”
He inclined his head to mine, and I saw that his face wore a wicked grin.
“You’re right,” he agreed. “I know you fucking loved it.”
CHAPTER 21
Tate
OKAY, SO, not to be dramatic but… that was the best sex of my life, period. And just for comparison’s sake, please know that I’ve had more than my fair share of romantic encounters. When I tell you I’d never known the human body could experience so many sensations at once, understand that up until that moment of union, I thought I’d experienced the whole gamut and then some.
It was the physical pleasure, absolutely. The way Kiki had felt around my shaft was perfect, as though we were made for one another. But beyond that, there was a deeper connection, one that seemed to accentuate and elevate every other sensation. Was it emotional? Spiritual, perhaps? In any case, it felt like a vein of pure gold in the mountain of my heart.
And despite how animalistic I’d been during sex, as though my primal forefather had taken over and made me mount her like we were two wild stallions, I knew that she’d simultaneously brought out something rather tender in me.
I put the kibosh on my racing thoughts. There’s a beautiful girl next to you, I reminded myself. Stop being so preoccupied with what you two are, and start enjoying the moment.
“Fifteen-minute hydration break, and then a round two?” I questioned hopefully.
She sighed, laying a hand on my naked chest. “As much as I would like that,” she said, her hand trailing down just above my cock, causing it somehow jump in anticipation, “I have a shift today. But thank you. This night has been perfect.”
I laughed, and reminded her, “Kiki, you have a million dollars now. You don’t need to go to work. Stay here — I’ll get us some breakfast, we can have a rest.”
At this, she sat up stick-straight, drawing the sheets around her body to cover herself. Her face had morphed in an instant, going from sleepy pleasure to etched concern.
“I’m sorry,” I said hastily, rising so that my back was up against the headboard. “Did I say something wrong?”
“This sex wasn’t transactional. Was it?” Her voice rung with worry.
“No, of course not. It was way deeper. Um, for me.”
“Good, because it was deeper for me too,” she admitted.
“Really?”
“Yeah,” Kiki exhaled. “Which is why I can’t possibly take your money.”
“Wait… what?”
I reeled back. How could this be her conclusion? We’d just spent a magnificent evening together, and she’d gotten more than enough to cover her father’s debt. Why was Kiki messing with this?
“Kiki,” I began, intent on changing her mind. “I have plenty of money, you know that, money that just gets wasted on stupid shit. You earned this cash, and I want you to take it.”
“Earned?” she shot back. “What’s that mean?”
“No, I’m not — I’m saying, you did the virginity sale, you did everything you were supposed to do, and you shouldn’t have to forfeit the money just because—”
