“Bodi!” Her scream bounces off the walls as her whole body shakes and shivers. “Yes yes yes!”
That’s all I need to hear. I pump into her again and again until pleasure races out of me like a rocket.
“Fuck, Jayne!” I growl through my release, pulsing a few more times until I collapse against her. I let go of her hands and her fingers instantly curl into my hair, my neck, holding me close.
“Wow.” Her soft tone of approval makes me want to beat my chest a little.
“You okay?” I ask, lifting my head to look at her. “I went pretty hard at the end.”
“I’m fine. Perfect. Amazing.” Her eyes are still closed but she’s smiling. “That was so, so good, Bodi.”
“Damn right it was.” I kiss her lightly and start to pull away but she tightens her arms around me.
“Not yet,” she whispers. “I just want to bask in the proverbial afterglow.”
It’s like she read my mind. But a lot of women find me heavy in the aftermath.
“Not going anywhere, but aren’t I heavy?”
“It feels so good being together like this.” She’s still smiling and I nuzzle her shoulder, sucking on the soft skin there.
“It does.”
“It never has for me before.”
I pause. “What do you mean?
“Sex has always been…obligatory. A lot of arousal and build-up—and then nothing. They would get off, and I would lie there wondering what happened. What I did wrong. Obviously, I’m not stupid. I know it wasn’t my fault, that most women can’t get off with just penetration but…you managed to make it happen.”
I try not to grin but do it anyway. “Well, my rule is the woman always gets off first. Unless she’s going down on me, but otherwise, I’m not going there until you do. Period.”
“I like that rule. What other rules do you have?”
“Oh, I have all kinds of bedroom rules,” I reply with a chuckle.
“Give me an example.” Her lids part slowly and her eyes twinkle with mischief.
“My favorite rule is you not being allowed to wear panties when we’re together.”
Her cheeks turn pink, but she bites her lip. “I can do that.”
“Yeah? How about wearing a butt plug? Would you do that?” I’m actually teasing—that’s certainly not a rule—but I’m intrigued by her response.
“I’ve never…tried.” She frowns. “I’ve read that it can be painful but I wouldn’t know.”
Oh, shit.
It almost sounds like she’s down for anal?
I might have died and gone to heaven.
“Well, anal can hurt, especially if you’re not prepared, but we wouldn’t do that unless you were.”
“Prepared how?”
“By wearing a plug and gradually trying bigger ones. Stuff like that. We’d practice with fingers first, though. I’d never want to hurt you.”
“Is that… a rule for you?”
