She locks eyes with me as she steps away and drags them down. First hers, then mine.
When we’re completely naked, she pushes me back to lie on the bed and kneels between my thighs. Normally I want to sit up when being viewed from this angle, guaranteed that my head and neck become one, but under her intense gaze, I’m not afraid of how I look. I’m what she’s been waiting for.
‘You’re the most beautiful person I’ve seen, Dolly.’
I can’t get enough of her saying my name. I can’t get enough of her.
I drag her up to lie down next to me, and she trails her fingers down over the soft roll of my belly. Her eyes flash as she slides her fingers between my folds.
‘You’re so wet,’ she gasps.
What she lacks in finesse, she sure as hell makes up in enthusiasm and I’m so gone on her that I’m dying after only a few movements.
I reach over, waiting for her permission, and when she nods into my mouth, I slide my fingers inside her.
As we fuck, my mind can’t help thinking of all the other things I want to or could do to her. How well she’d wear astrap. How I want to learn all the tiny spots of her body that spark under my touch.
I want to be fluent in Carys. In the ebbs and flows of her body. Every inch claimed under my ownership.
It’s the most stupid want, because it can never happen. Not the way I’d dream if I weren’t about to get engaged to another man. The last thing I’m going to do is make Carys a dirty secret on the side; she deserves so much more than that.
All I can do is give her the best orgasms of her life, and send her on her way, out into the world to kiss so many other girls. To find the fireworks everywhere.
It’ll hurt to say goodbye. But for now at least, it’s perfect.
She’s everything I ever wanted.
Too bad I can’t keep her.
Just for tonight, we’ll see all the fireworks.
Chapter ThirteenCarys
I can’t believe I did that.
Any of it.
But my God, I felt the fireworks, all through my body.
Repeatedly.
I wake curled against Dolly in my single bed. I can’t believe how lucky I am to be with her. To have kissed her.
To have her like me back.
So much has changed in the last few days that my head is spinning even though I’m still.
I hadn’t expected us to have sex – I hadn’t expected anything at all.
I wanted to kiss her once she told me that she felt something too.
Everything else took me by surprise, in the best way. A lot of that was me letting go of worrying about what I could or should be doing, and just enjoying the moment with her. WithDolly.
I didn’t know sex could feel so freeing. When I knelt between her legs, I was praying at an altar.
Just the memory of last night is enough to make heat pool between my thighs, and I press them together happily.
There’s only been a few times I’ve gone all the way on a first date, and that was back at the beginning of my dating journeywhen I hoped it would make men like me. Needless to say, it didn’t seem to change things for them.
