Fuck.
I pumped into her, needing to go deeper. “Arch your hips for me.” She did, giving me the angle I craved. “Jesus, Nora.”
“This feels good. Yes.” She fisted the sheets on each side and whimpered as I played with her clit. Her movements jerked and her body tensed, and I slowed my thrusting, going as deep as possible until she fell apart. “Fritz, shit, oh wow, yes!”
I laughed against her neck as she trembled around my cock, and I waited for her to catch her breath before I went hard again. My skin slapped against hers, the sound of our fucking filling the room between our grunts. This woman. She made me wild andshit.My spine tingled, and my thighs tensed as my release closed in on me.
I bit the back of her neck, needing a taste of her, and that did it. I pumped three more times before white-hot pleasure swallowed me whole. My mind spun, and my limbs went numb. Stars danced behind my eyelids. I rolled onto my back, my ears ringing and time standing still.
It must’ve been too long since I’d had sex because that was something else.
I took a deep breath, my pulse still racing, and pushed myself up to toss the condom out in the bathroom trash. I wasn’t gone more than thirty seconds before I came back and found Nora quickly putting her shirt on. Normally, I’d be the one ready to head out after a hookup. I didn’t cuddle or talk or want to grab a snack. But with her…I couldn’t just kick her out. Not after she told me we were friends or that most of her past dates were selfish.
“Nora,” I said, ready to ask her if she wanted ice cream or something. Anything to keep hanging out.
“Wow, this was, um,” she said, her face turning beet red as she put her arm through the hole for the head. If I had to guess, my little neighbor was nervous and embarrassed. Which wouldn’t do.
“Nora,” I said, seconds away from laughing. She looked ridiculous.
“Hm?”
“What are you doing?” I reached into my dresser and pulled on a pair of boxers before walking to her and helping her with the shirt. Once it was righted, I tried to read her eyes.
She looked worried, sad even.
“Hey, whoa.” I cupped her chin and forced her to look at me. “What’s going on in that pink-haired head of yours?”
“Um,” she said, biting the corner of her lip. “I’m not sure.”
“Was that okay?”Please say yes.
“Yes. More than okay. Yes.” She eyed the carpet like my floor was more interesting than me.
“You running away from me?”
“No! Well, I’m not…Yes?”
“Oh good, that cleared it up for me.”
She snorted, and the worry disappeared from her face. “You’re being cute right now. I appreciate it. I wasn’t sure…thank you.”
“I’m notcute.” I rolled my eyes and helped her put her panties back on. “And why are you thanking me?”
Her answering silence put me on edge. Her cheeks reddened, and she twisted her fingers together. Was she hiding something from me? Embarrassed? “Nora?”
Her big brown eyes swirled with shame, and she looked at my nose, not my eyes. “This is hard to say, okay?”
I swallowed the lump in my throat, not having a clue what she was trying to get out. I relaxed my face into a smile and nodded. “Hey, you can tell me anything. What is it?”
“Um, it’s not exactly cool to admit you’re still a virgin at twenty-two, and uh, I didn’t mention it. Not to keep it from you, but I was embarrassed.”
Virgin. Nora was a virgin. The same buzzing sound I’d got in my ears earlier returned, but not from lust. From protectiveness. From shame. If I was her first…damn. But this was about her, not me, and my chest tightened at the way she frowned and blinked too much, like she was trying not to cry. I ran my thumb over her bottom lip and smiled, for real. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. I wish I would’ve known beforehand, so I could’ve gone slower or—”
“No. That’s the thing, Fritz.” She spoke louder, with more emotion. “I want to experience everything, and holding back? I’m sick of people doing that. It was…amazing.”
“It was, yeah.” I moved my hand to the back of her head and kissed her quickly. Not sure if the kiss was to reassure her, or myself. We both smiled at each other. “If we’re being honest with each other, I’d like to do that again as often as possible.”
“With me?”
