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“I want to come with you inside me.”
He pauses his movement, as if considering.
“You must have a condom on you,” I say, expecting he’ll push away.
Instead, he blows cool air between my legs and vibrates his fingertips against my G-spot.
I arch and exhale, spread my legs wider and press into his hand. I’m a second from a full orgasm and he pulls his fingers out, leaving me with nothing for my muscles to contract around. Clenching emptiness is painful and the orgasm subsides.
“No!” I yell to the air. “Eric, please—”
“Don’t beg, baby. Don’t do it. I don’t want to win this one.”
“Fuck you, Eric. Fuck you.”
He laughs and pushes to standing, looking down at me.
“Finish yourself off. We need to get to the party.”
“I hate you!” I say like petulant teenager, spreading my knees as wide as I can, to show him what he could be enjoying. I finger my clit while Eric watches from the foot of the bed, stroking himself, mouth open.
He comes first and his moan is all I need to finish myself. I press my butt into the mattress with my hand curled tight against my shaking core. But Eric pulls me by my ankles so my whole body slides down the bed. He drops back to his knees and buries his face where it never should have left.
I am spent. His touch is too intense. I twist and try to move away from his mouth but he holds me firm.
“Stopstopstop. It’s too much. I can’t …” I can’t finish my sentence. I’ve stopped breathing.
“Are you begging?”
“Yes! I’m begging. Stop! Please, Eric!”
Eric pulls back and I curl into a ball, panting, aching, exhausted.
He lays down and wraps himself around me in a calming hug.
“You okay?” he asks.
I have no idea how to answer. I’ve just had the most intense sexual experience of my life with a man I’m not even dating.
Am I okay? I’m confused. The voice in my head that’s normally a glass half-empty talker, is excited and saying, “Don’t screw this up. He’s your match.”
“Yeah,” I say. “I’m good. You good?”
“Better than good. Let’s shower.”
11
ERIC
The opening galagoes without a hitch. The media loveNestrogen. Catherine is exuberant. Mrs. Power is delighted with the publicity and the clear invitation to look at Will Power & Brothers as a more female-friendly business than it has been in the past.
For my part, I’m happy enough to sit in my suspended office, pretending to work while the cameras are on me.
After the first few days, interest in watching me sit at a laptop and look at architectural drawings wanes. Based on the comments that have been left on the YouTube channel feed, it seems people expected me to lose my shit and were waiting to see a confrontation between me and Catherine.
Nothing could be further from the reality though. And the cameras are now only streaming when I turn them on, a couple times a day when I feel like engaging with viewers, who, for the most part, are school kids watching from classrooms.
Teachers quickly took to usingNestrogenas curriculum in Civics class and Career Planning.
