Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 62430 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 312(@200wpm)___ 250(@250wpm)___ 208(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62430 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 312(@200wpm)___ 250(@250wpm)___ 208(@300wpm)
Distantly, I heard the bed knocking against the wall. The phone shuddered in its cradle on the nightstand. He claimed me again and again, each time bringing me closer to that mystical place in my body. Just when I thought I couldn’t get enough, he broke through my barrier, plunging me to the bottom of an ocean of glory. As I cried out his name, he pounded out the final thrusts that would seal his fate. His muscles tensed as shudders raced through his body, emptying his seed deep within me.
I choked on a laugh, or was it a sob, reaching my hands up to circle his shoulders. He wilted, his arms bowing out to the side as his chest fell forward onto mine. I wrapped my legs and my arms around him, feeling his sweat cool my skin. I savored that delicious feeling of being full, being connected to another human being, before he rolled to one side and slid free. We lay apart for one stunned moment, before he threaded a hand beneath my back and drew me closer.
I put my head down against his chest, draping an arm across his waist. I could hear his heartbeat slowing inside him, returning to normal after so much hard labor. After a long moment looking at nothing, feeling returning to my limbs, I glanced up at him.
“What’s next?” I asked.
19
PORTER
After our passionate lovemaking, I luxuriated in my surroundings. I didn’t want to invite myself over without precedent, but she had traveled all the way from Nashville to see me. I didn’t quite know how to ask if I could spend the night, so I just assumed that I could until she told me otherwise.
I turned on the television, wrapping one arm around Gina, still naked above the covers. I had no idea what to watch. There had been a television at the treatment center, but it had been reserved for PG-13 movies and house-hunting shows. I flicked around a little bit, remembering the lie I had told Mr. Matthews. It looked like I did find a TV after all.
“Is there something you want to watch?” I asked her, gazing down at her beautiful head against my chest.
“No,” she said.
One of those drug commercials came on, listing the side effects against a backdrop of a happy couple playing with their dog. “Why are there so many drug commercials?” I asked.
“I don’t know.”
I switched the television off. “Sorry.” I snuggled down on the mattress, turning to face her so my nose was against her nose. “I got carried away with the luxury of your hotel room.”
She giggled. “You need to find a better apartment.”
I nodded. “You’re right. But for that, I need more money.”
“Next time I come, I want to stay at your place,” she sighed.
“I live on the third floor,” I said, transferring my weight to my hands and sliding on top of her. “We might annoy the people below us.”
“Let them be annoyed.” She kissed me, her eyes full of joy.
“Easy for you to say.” I nuzzled her neck. “You don’t have to live with them.”
We relaxed for a few more minutes, canoodling on the bed before things became serious again. After kissing passionately and feeling every inch of her soft skin that I could reach, I gently pushed her against the bed and topped her, taking her from behind. I gripped the bedpost with one hand and reached under for one of her gorgeous breasts, grinding into her soft flesh. She was extremely wet for me once again, and thrusting into her softness was a feeling I knew I wouldn’t get tired of. Combined with the sound of her voice calling out my name and eliciting sweet moans, it wasn’t long until I unleased another load of my hot liquid into her.
After the second coupling, we fell asleep together, exhausted and spent. I woke up as the sun peeked, bright yellow between the drapes. Reaching around Gina, I grabbed my phone to check the time. It was only seven; I had an hour and a half before I had to be at work.
I thought about using that time to go home and get changed. But I had an extra work shirt in my locker, and a couple more minutes with Gina were worth more than a clean shirt. I woke her gently, shaking her shoulder. She blinked, recognition coming slowly and, with it, a smile. I kissed her good morning, sliding a finger from her shoulder to her waist and back up the crest of her hip.
The detritus of our lovemaking lay all around us, comforter rumpled on the floor, clothes cast off all over the place. I felt my groin swell again.
“Would you like to take a shower?” I offered, deciding to kill two birds with one stone. Shower sex was something I definitely couldn’t do in my own place; the other tenants would be furious.