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And every single second was indescribable.
Shepherd just has this way of making it feel different every time.
He doesn’t just bust out the same three moves in a different order.
We were tender, fast, furious, slow, gentle—and everything he did made me feel cherished.
With most guys, after a while, it feels samey. Even when it’s perfectly satisfying, a girl can get bored.
I can’t fathom sex with Shepherd ever getting bland.
It’s his intensity, I think.
When he looks at me, he doesn’t notice the sun shining or even that it started to rain on us the last time that evening.
Hair damp, skin slick, a shiver, it didn’t matter.
For two whole days, I became his entire world.
And foly huck, the orgasms.
Plural.
So many Os I lost track, and always during the same session.
That’s no easy task for any normal man.
Of course, Shepherd Foster is anything but normal.
God, justthinkingabout being with him makes my toes curl.
I’ve found the best sex I’ll ever have—and it just had to be with my off-limits, older, unapproachable boss.
But was hethatfrigid by the end of the trip?
We spent most of our last day exploring, marking observation sites, testing the drone a couple times for longer range flights before we worked our way toward the marina to meet our ship in the morning.
Overnight, we camped out one more time under the stars, sharing his sleeping bag.
I’m still trying to forget his scent as I unscrew my thermos lid and pour Molly some water into a portable bowl as we sit on the bench on Alki Beach.
I let myself remember our final night, and I don’t just mean the X-rated paradise he swept me away to.
The way he held me in his arms.
The way he cradled me, tight and strong and sobig.
The way he was so present, there with me like I became the focal point of his universe.
Sue me.
I’m not being overly sensitive or romantic or anything like that, but it’s enough to make a girl melt.
So was his grumpy, adorably groggy butt the next morning when I woke up to the smell of him cooking instant eggs and sausage over a fire.
Just seeing Shepherd Foster so liberated feels like catching a secret I’m not sure was meant for me. All the little things no one else would notice.
The morning breakfast wasn’t a surprise, no, but the way he snuggled back down with me after we ate for a lazy extended morning was.
