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I groan, I hadn’t expected Dylan to be so aggressive, but I love every second of it. She goes back to licking my pussy, and I’m putty in her hands. She puts a finger in my pussy while she fucks me and it’s enough to send me over the edge. My legs are starting to shake and I can feel the orgasm building. I’m about to cum all over Dylan’s face and the thought of it just makes me wetter.
“Oh! I’m coming!” I scream out and just as she pushes in a second finger, her tongue working its magic on my clit, I feel a gush squirting from my legs. I’m squirting all over Dylan and she’s lapping up every last drop of it. I can feel her working overtime to get every drip.
“Oh fuck!” I climb down from her face and lie on the bed next to her. “Do you need a towel?”
“Yes please, they’re, uh, in the bathroom, if you don’t mind.” She smiles.
“Of course.” I hop out of bed but I underestimated how wobbly my legs still are.
I grab the towel and am thankful to be back in the bed. I hand the towel to Dylan, letting her wipe her face clean and tossing it aside. She pulls me into her arms and presses her lips to mine.
“W-was that okay?” I whisper.
“Of fucking course. God, you can come on my face any day, baby.” She winks and I blush. The unspoken reality that this might be the one and only time this happens. We had said to give each other the night. Not to talk about what it meant for either of us, but that meant tonight and tonight only. Didn’t it?
“Would you be okay if I went to shower? I want to get this makeup off me from the night,” Dylan says.
“Can I join you?” I’m not ready to be alone yet, and the truth is I could use a shower too.
“Of course.” She kisses me lightly and jumps out of bed. Picks up the clothes we’ve tossed aside and puts them in the laundry basket she has in the corner. We walk to the bathroom and she hands me a fresh towel that I place on the side of the bathtub.
“We could take a bath, if you wanted,” Dylan points out.
“What if we did tomorrow? I’m exhausted tonight,” I admit with a yawn.
“Okay.” She smiles and I think I know why. I am suggesting we extend our tonight to tomorrow.
Dylan turns on the water in the shower and we both hop in. It’s not as warm as I usually like but I don’t complain. I am too tired to do anything more than stand under the running water and kiss Dylan. She hands me a fresh washcloth and we each wash our own bodies. I take in every curve and inch of Dylan, she is truly beautiful. Her body is something out of a gym influencer’s Instagram honestly, with her slight peek of abs and her toned ass. I am impressed more so because of how in shape she is for her age. Not that she looks to be in her 40s.
She gets out first, stopping the water and handing me a towel before getting her own. I head into my room to find something to wear, which is a predicament. Am I going to stay in the room with Dylan now? I mean just because we hooked up didn’t mean that we have to sleep together too. But it seems like more than just a heated hookup between us. Swallowing and against my better judgement, I grab a t-shirt and nothing else, slip it on and towel try my hair, putting it up in a messy bun. Then I head back to Dylan’s room where she’s already lying in bed with the covers over her. She’s wearing more pajamas than I am but that’s okay, I just want to be near her.
“Can I stay in here tonight?” I ask.
“I hoped you would.” She smiles and pats the bed next to her.
I climb in and lay my head on her chest, her heartbeat much calmer than it was earlier. I know it’s only going to take a few minutes for me to fall asleep. With the city lights blazing in and the sound of her heartbeat, it’s relaxing enough that I can close my eyes. But when Dylan starts touching my shoulders, rubbing them gently I know I’ll be asleep in minutes.
The only thing keeping me from a blissful sleep is wondering what I’ll be waking up to. Will we have sex again? Will we talk about everything? Will we stop and ask what it all means? I have no clue which outcome I am even looking for. I haven’t given it too much thought before today what being with Dylan would actually mean because I didn’t know it was even an option. Now that I am cuddled in her arms, it seems like she’s the only option. I just don’t know what the hell that means for the rest of my life. Am I really about to ruin a good job for a woman I barely know? For someone who might have done this kind of thing before? I can feel my heart being torn in a few different directions and all I want to do is enjoy this moment. So instead of overthinking it, I close my eyes and let myself drift off to sleep in Dylan’s arms. Letting whatever happens tomorrow come without a second thought.
Chapter16
Dylan
Instead of talking things out the way two adults should, we’ve both been avoiding talking about the one thing we should be talking about. What the hell does it mean now that we’re having sex. I know what it means for me; that I want this to be real between us. But I don’t know if Isabella feels the same and frankly I’m too much of a chicken to find out the truth. So we’ve spent the last two weeks having sex, cuddling after, and not talking about what it means. She’s taken into sleeping in my bed instead of hers and I wouldn’t have it any other way. The only problem is, her sister is coming to visit this week, and I can’t tell what that means for us. Are we playing the pretend girlfriend, is she including her sister on the lie, or am I not meeting her at all? Another variety of things we’ve yet to discuss.
I’ve had too much time on my hands since not being in work, giving me too much of a chance to overthink this stuff. I make myself a cup of coffee and set Isabella’s mug next to the Keurig for her to make hers. She has a tendency to put too many things in her coffee so I’ve yet to perfect how she makes it. I sip mine while looking over the newspaper app on my phone, reading over any daily news. Isabella likes to sleep in while my body is still in work mode so I get up way too early and start my day while leaving her sleeping in my bed. Sometimes I head to the gym in my building and sometimes I lounge on the couch, today I feel like watching the snow fall from my windows with my coffee and my pretend newspaper.
“Baby?” Isabella stands in the doorway, wearing one of my oversized t-shirts, rubbing her eyes.
“Hey, did I wake you?” I whisper.
“No, but can you come back to bed?” She looks at me expectantly and I nod.
“Of course.” I get up from the couch with my coffee and let her take my hand back to bed.
Crawling into bed, she cuddles up next to me and burrows her head in my chest. I place my coffee on the nightstand, taking small sips while I rub her head. I look out the bedroom windows, watching the snow fall and listening to the sounds of her silent sighs. It’s hard not to get too attached with moments like this. When I can see them lasting forever with her. So I live in this moment as best as I can and just enjoy it for as long as I have it. For as long as I have Isabella.
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