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Chapter Twenty-Seven
Sofia
There issomething about having your first orgasm.
Getting off wasn’t that important to me for most of my life so far. I didn’t believe the hype. It all sounded way too good to be true. While I didn’t see rainbows and unicorns, I did see a lot of stars. I felt like my body was exploding, and today, I’m all relaxed. The sensation is overwhelming, almost like I have been tense for what seems like forever. I have a little grin on my face every time I think of what happened in that bed, and I can’t stop thinking about Ryan.
So, for me, my first orgasm was simply amazing.
And it was all because of Ryan.
He was so gentle, and he went at my pace. I was so scared to touch him, to see him, but now that I’ve done it, I don’t regret anything. And boy, do I want more. With this first orgasm of mine, it’s like landing a double back tuck with a triple twist without tearing or breaking anything. It’s pure satisfaction. While I’ve never truly landed that skill, I’m sure this is how I would have felt. That being said, I’m completely ready to toss this card of mine out the window.
I feel like it’s just weighing me down now. It’s unneeded and is scaring me for no reason. Ryan wouldn’t hurt me. Amelia, God bless her, she knew. She told me he would be good for me, and at first, I resisted her like crazy. I fought her, I fought my feelings, and I fought Ryan. And now, I wish I could go back and redo it all.
I just want to be with him.
Leaning against the ledge at the back of the party, I’m killing time while we wait for the next event to start. That first party was a blur. We were running like kids in a toy shop with little direction since the lead server didn’t show up. We made it through, but man, it was rough, and now my feet hurt. I didn’t even get to talk to Amelia. We were both just getting stuff done.
But I can’t really think of anything but Ryan.
Ryan: I am exhausted. I just blew off my uncle. Which, let me tell you, I don’t do, and he will probably bitch at me tonight.
I can’t stop myself from quirking my lips.
Me: I’m sorry.
Ryan: Yeah, it’s all your fault.
Me: LOL! You didn’t have to leave.
Me: We were supposed to sleep.
Ryan: While you are absolutely right, I planned poorly and forgot to bring extra pants. I should have known better. My smoking hot girlfriend + me = a mess in my pants.
Ryan: BTW, it came out in the wash.
Me: That’s why you’re tired. You did laundry last night.
Ryan: Damn right, I did! Those are the only pair I have. What would I say to DJ? Sorry, smoking hot girl made me come in my pants.
I snort with laughter, holding my gut as my giggles fill the space I’m in.
Me: I’m pretty sure that would be a very memorable conversation and might give you the edge.
Ryan: Hell, I don’t need an edge. I’m awesome, but I don’t need that job full time. NHL baby, NHL.
Me: WOO! Go, Ryan, go!
Ryan: And now I’m picturing you in a cheerleading outfit. That ass. Spanks. Short skirt… I might ruin another pair of pants.
When he sends me an emoji of an eggplant with water drops beside it, my cackle is loud. He makes my stomach hurt. I lean my head back, laughing as I shake my head. He is impossible, but I absolutely love it.
Before I can text him back, Amelia falls onto the ledge beside me, shaking her head. “I want to go home.”
I lean into her, letting my phone fall between us. “Sorry. You don’t have to stay. I can do it by myself.”
She shakes her head, though. She blows a stray hair out of her eyes and then looks over at me. “I’m good. So, since we can finally breathe, I was surprised I didn’t see Ryan this morning.”
I try to hold back my smile. “Yeah, he left last night.”
“Oh? I thought he was staying the night?”
“Yeah, well…” I pause, and the giggle that leaves my lips doesn’t sound like me. But all I can think about is how he walked, wide-legged, holding the crotch of his pants out as he left. “He had to go change his pants.”
Amelia looks at me, her eyes scrutinizing mine. She must realize what I’m saying because her lips curl in disgust. “Ew, that’s gross.”
I didn’t think so. I thought it was kind of hot. “You asked.”
“You know, I thought I could handle hearing about you and Ryan together. I don’t think I can,” she decides, and I pucker my lips out at her.
“But who am I supposed to talk to, then?”
“Ugh,” she groans. “Why can’t you have other friends?”
“You monopolize me.”
“I do,” she agrees. “Okay, fine. So things went well?”
