My back arches off the bed.
Flashes blast behind my eyes.
My breath catches.
Splintering into a million pieces beneath him, I gasp and moan into his mouth. My pussy clenching tightly around his cock is all he needs to reach his release. He groans, and his movements become more of a shudder before he stills completely with a deep, throaty growl.
My hands run up and down his back to help bring him down as his body relaxes and falls onto me. Just like in our yoga classes, he keeps me protected, bracing on his forearms. Then he buries his face into my neck as we both pant from exhausted bliss.
“Fuck, Tillie.”
I smile and rest my cheek against him, where he is panting against the crook of my neck. “We’re good at that,” I whisper.
He pulls his head back and grins at me lazily. “We’re fucking epic at that. And we have at least six more goes before we run out of condoms.”
I giggle and shake my head. “How ’bout you just kiss me again first?”
“That I can do.”
Chapter Thirteen
RYAN
My eyes flutter, and I take a deep breath as I look at my surroundings. A warm body pressed against me, an unfamiliar scene startles me for a brief moment, and then I look to see it’s Tillie and remember last night. Her body moving with mine, the way we fit together—it was a beautiful harmony, and it was perfect.
But as she lies here in my arms, a sense of unease washes over me.
I like her.
It’s like all the emotions I feel for her have been amplified.
I haven’t been with someone Iactuallylike since Katie. It’s only been mindless fucking, so I haven’t felt any guilt for it. So even though this with Tillie feels right, a part of my mind still perceives it as wrong.
My breathing quickens, and my heart pounds rapidly in my chest as a bead of sweat forms on my temple. I’m contemplating what the hell this means and what I’m supposed to do right now when Tillie shifts in my arms and looks up at me.
“Morning.” Her angelic voice and big doe eyes, unfortunately, do nothing to soothe my rising damn panic.
“Hey,” I say with a weak smile.
Her smile falters, and she scrunches her brows together. She raises her hand, caressing my face, and she looks me in the eyes. “You okay?”
Exhaling loudly, I follow that with a hard swallow. “Fine. Just gotta do some shit before I head into the studio today.”
She nods, her hand falling from my cheek. “Okay… so we’re going in together?”
I pull back from her, turning to get out of the bed. “No. I’d better go, but I’ll see you there.”
Tillie sits up, watching me, but says nothing while I get dressed. The fierceness of her glare is penetrating my back, so I turn to face her. The glare is even worse front-on. I wince. It’s not a hateful glare like I’d imagined. It’s worse than that. It is pain-filled.
“I’m sorry, but I gotta go. I did have a great time, though.”
Her eyes open wide as her nostrils flare.Shit!Now I’m making her angry.
Again, I’m fucking this up.
But my head is too foggy to try to fix this now.
I need some space.
