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I’d had sex in college, but I hadn’t climaxed with any of my other partners. My vibrators were doing the job, but I knew that after Rylan was done with me, I’d be limp, sore, and in a state of bliss.
I got up on my knees, my hand sliding between our bodies to cradle his length. He pushed my hair off my shoulders and stared at me for so long I grew uncomfortable. I broke the distance and kissed his collarbone while I fisted his dick and pumped him.
“Shit, don’t stop.”
One advantage to being with the person you lost your virginity to is that afterward, you discover what you like with each other. I knew exactly what got Rylan hot because we’d experimented together. Not to brag or anything, but I could get him to blow his load in less than two minutes with my hand or my mouth if I wanted, and it was no different when he got his hands on me. I moved my fist faster, twisting at the tip just the way he liked, and his eyes drifted closed.
When I thought he might come, he put his hand over mine. “If we have time later, I’ll take you up on that, but I don’t want to leave here without being inside you.”
I had condoms, but I’d gone on the pill at my mom’s insistence when I started college. I’d never not used a condom, but something inside me wanted to feel Rylan so badly.
“I’m on the pill,” I whispered as he lowered my shorts and panties.
He paused and looked at me, a question in his eyes. “I—”
“Ry, it’s been years and I haven’t slept with anyone without one, but I don’t want anything between us.”
He blew out a breath. “I’ve never not used one.” His gaze fell down my body and he put one knee on the bed, lowering himself over me. “I’ve really missed you. I’m not sure I knew how much until I saw you.”
I knew exactly what he meant. It was easy to push aside thoughts of him with how busy college was, between sports and studies. There was always a distraction.
The tip of him pushed past my opening, and his lips went to my neck as he slowly plunged inside me with a groan. My hands clung to his biceps. He felt so good, and we got into the rhythm we’d mastered during those months after we’d first had sex, both of us remembering what made the other person feel the best. My legs wound around his waist, and he got up on his elbows, his eyes piercing into mine as he thrust in and out, drawing pleasure to the surface. It felt so good, I wanted to scream from the agony that after today, I may never get this again.
I reached back to grab the headboard, and Rylan’s hands slid up my arms and clasped our hands together.
“Come for me,” he whispered. “Say my name. Tell me how good I make you feel. That no one else does what I do to you.”
“Only you, Ry, only you.” My orgasm peaked and overflowed. I praised him over and over as I came down from one of the best orgasms of my life.
“Fuck, watching you come on my dick makes me crazy.”
He picked up one of my legs and held it straight up against his chest and drilled deep inside me. It felt so good I didn’t want him to stop. Ever. Thrust after thrust hit me in different places, then he groaned and slowed, pumping inside me.
“Shit, I was gonna pull out.”
If he was concerned, he didn’t show it. He just lowered his body over mine, not pulling out of me, and kissed me until he grew hard again.
I took him to his hotel at nine on the dot and he kissed me goodbye in the car. Neither of us made any promises, but I cherished our short time together.
The next week, he was tagged in a picture on Instagram, and sure enough, he was with some girl. He had his tongue down her throat.
After that, my life just spiraled out of control.
I shook my head to clear my thoughts. Yeah, I cannot allow myself to get stuck on this ride again.
Nineteen
Rylan
I wake in my childhood bed, my mom picking up my dirty clothes and putting them in a laundry basket.
“Mom, I can do that.”
“You can?” She bends down and gets a sock from behind my chair.
“Well, who do you think does it in Chicago?”
She laughs. “A service? Your assistant?”
