I slid an arm around her shoulders, the other around her waist. I kept watchful eyes on her face, even as I panted for breath. She was so hot, so fuckable, that I wanted to just plunge right into her, but knew I had to hold back, I had to be gentle. I moved my hips until the head of my cock slid over her clit and she jolted. Then, I moved a little lower, until I teased at her entrance.
“Relax, okay?” I said quietly. “It’ll only hurt for a second.”
She huffed a quiet laugh. “Really?”
The smile on her face was soft, and she looked at me with such trust, my chest felt a little stuffed. I leaned down and kissed her to distract us both, and pushed my hips forward. I felt her go stiff when I slid inside her. I met resistance but ignored it, and she made a rough sound, her limbs tight around me when I breached her. Once I was fully seated inside her, I waited until her body slowly relaxed, before I started to move.
We both groaned as I pulled my hips back. Sara tightened around me, and I grit my teeth, feeling so close to coming. I knew she still had to be in some pain, so I moved slowly. Her body was tense as I thrust into her, and then out with a gentle pull.. I kissed all over her, her lips, her face, her neck, and chest.
Slowly, her body softened underneath mine. Then the moans came, starting soft and growing loud. She tightened around me again, her nails dug into my back, and I knew it was all pleasure this time. Biting into her shoulder, I started moving a little faster, fucking her a little harder. When her hips began to dance beneath mine and she started to give off soft cries of increasing volume, I knew she was close to a second orgasm.
With a sudden gasp, Sara’s body shuddered underneath me and she cried out even louder. She held me tight, her walls an intoxicating convulsion around my cock. I groaned, my controlled thrusts became jerky and erratic, and then I joined her, my job done. I let out a groan, body taut as my cock pulsed and released into the condom. The shudder passed through my body, and when it was over, it left me spent.
I rolled over so I wouldn’t crush her, and we settled onto our sides. We took some time to catch our breaths before I had to pull away. Without getting off the bed, I reached for my pants. I had some wet wipes in my pocket, and I pulled them out. I took off the condom and wrapped it in one wipe, and ignored the traces of blood. I cleaned us up as well as I could, but I didn’t want to get off the bed.
Sara, as if realizing I needed to leave soon, wasn’t letting me go, and I was all too comfortable letting her hold onto me. I settled back down, wrapped my arms around her, and smiled when I heard her sigh. There was a strange feeling in my chest I was doing my best to ignore.
I felt a bit drowsy but kept my eyes opened. I watched as Sara hummed and snuggled further into my chest, her expression satisfied and sleepy. Her breathing slowed down as she fell asleep, and I kept my arms around her as I let my eyes close.Chapter Five
SaraWhen I woke up in the morning, my mind was blissful. I was warm and drowsy and my body was exhausted but good. With a smile, I remembered last night, and the bliss doubled. My smile grew broader and my eyes fluttered open.
I rolled, and when I still saw nothing, I frowned. I sat up, and the bed covers slipped down my body, revealing my naked breasts. Blushing a little, I pulled them back up to cover my chest. When I looked around again, I realized there was no point. I was alone in the room.
Noah was gone.
“What the heck,” I muttered.
There was nowhere he could have hidden, but I still slipped off the bed, and dragged my sheet with me as I wrapped it around my body to look around. He wasn’t in the room. More than that, I couldn’t see any of his things, though I could clearly remember him tossing all our clothes to the floor as we stripped.
Did he seriously leave?
I’d fallen asleep in his arms. It had felt amazing, especially in the afterglow from my first ever orgasm. I was disappointed that he’d left, of course, but in a moment, I wanted to slap myself.
What did I expect?
This whole thing was pretty much a short-term contract for hire. He owed me nothing; he didn’t owe it to me to wait until I woke up before leaving. I paid him, and he’d said it himself, we had an hour. When I fell asleep in bliss, he’d probably snuck out, so I must have been alone in my bed all night.