“What are you doing?”she asks with a note of amusement in her voice.
“Licking you.”
Billie chuckles.“How do I taste?”
“Perfect.”
She turns around in my arms.“This was amazing,” she says.“Thank you.”
“It was all you,” I say as I kiss her, her fingers lazily threading through my hair.“You were the amazing one.I was just helping out a little bit.”
“No,” she says, shaking her head.“You don’t understand what a big deal this is for me.To be able to come with another person and not have it be a fluke or a cause of frustration or a fight with my partner.”
What the hell?I really need to find Douchebag and punch him in the nuts.
“Go lie down and I will join you in a minute,” I say, trying not to reveal how fucking irritated I am that her piece-of-shit ex is now ruining our good buzz.I’m furious that he’s made this wonderful woman think there’s anything wrong with her.How can one douchebag cause so much damage?
I throw away the condom, wash my hands and face, and then wet a washcloth to clean her up.
“Spread your legs,” I command once I’m back, and she obeys with a small smile, watching me run the warm cloth on her.Maybe it is the act of service, maybe it’s her complete trust in my intent, but every stroke on her flushed inner thighs makes me feel more possessive.Like all of her, head to toe, is mine.
“That feels really nice,” she says.“Do you always do that to girls you sleep with?”
“Usually, yeah.”But it doesn’t feel like this.Like doing it is a privilege because you’re mine.“Let me guess, your ex has never done it.”
She shakes her head.
I sigh and sit up.“I have to tell you, it bothers me to hear about him.Because he’s had you for such a long time and clearly hasn’t taken good care of you.But I don’t want this to be about how he sucked at being your husband.I want us to focus on what feels good to you and me, okay?You can tell me anything.Anything you don’t like, anything you’d like to try.I want you to enjoy yourself with me, okay?Like I’m enjoying myself with you.”
She nods.
I lie down next to her under the covers and pull her into my arms.“Let’s cuddle a bit and then we can go again.”
Billie bites her lip.
“Let me guess: Doug never wanted to go more than once?He’d roll over and fall asleep?”
She nods, suppressing a chuckle.
I sigh.Typical.“Well, I am very attracted to you and I just got a chance to fuck you for the first time, so I’m not letting you out of my bed until I absolutely have to.”
“My talk’s on Thursday,” she says.
“Good.That means we have two whole days before we have to get out of bed,” I say.“Since I’m already done with mine.”
“What about Edie’s presentation tomorrow?”Billie asks, lazily tracing my pecs.
I’m struck by how good it feels, and how natural, to have her here, all freshly fucked, warm and relaxed against my side.She really belongs with me and it’s not just my wishful thinking—it is reality.
I place a kiss on top of her head.“Edie will understand.”
