Charlotte
“Oh, I’m going to come again,” I cried out as Alex took me from the back. I’d lost count of the number of times we’d had sex throughout the night.
We had fallen into a pattern where we fell into a light sleep, woke up, had sex and fell into another light sleep, and the pattern was repeated so many times I’d lost count. This was the night of many firsts. Starting with bringing a guy back to my place on the first date all the way down to the number of orgasms I’d had in one night.
Alex made me insatiable.
I couldn’t get enough of his big, gorgeous cock. I’d never seen anything like it and never had a clue what I’d been missing. With a cock like the one he wielded, I was willing to break a few rules. Like see him a few more times, just for the sex, mind you.
“Wider, Charlotte,” he commanded.
I liked that he called me by name during sex. A couple of men I knew had reverted to ‘babe’ and it made me think that they’d forgotten my name. I also liked that he was a selfless lover. He made sure that I’d orgasmed first before taking his own pleasure.
There was a lot I liked about him. Alex Turner was dangerous. He was a man that a woman could easily fall in love with. If only we had met at the right time. Years from now when I’d smashed all my career goals, and I was ready to settle down. He would have been perfect.
All these thoughts flitted through my mind before the swirl sensation radiating from my stomach grew too big and too explosive. In seconds, I was moaning and writhing and fisting the sheets as I climaxed.
Alex gripped my hips as he rammed into me. Deep groans emanated from his throat. Then he grunted, and I knew that he was coming. After that round, I wondered if my second box of condoms had any more left.
“What are you laughing about?” he asked as we lay on the bed, too wired up to fall back asleep.
“I was thinking we might not have any more condoms left,” I said.
He chuckled. “You’re right. We’ll just have to do other things.”
“Other things? I’ve never had so much sex in one night.”
He turned to his side and faced me. “I feel like the luckiest man on earth tonight. That’s the best sex I’ve ever had.”
Heat enveloped me. I was glad that it was a mutual feeling. “Me too.”
He pulled me closer and draped his hand around my waist and I lay cuddled up to his chest. We drifted off to sleep like that.
Dawn light woke me up. I was used to it and had deliberately left my bedroom windows without curtains so that I could wake up early every day. Besides, the view from my bedroom was beautiful and it gave me a great start to the day every day.
I lay still staring at the brilliance of the sun, hidden behind the skies, its colors splashing brilliant orange hues on the horizon. For me, watching the day unfold signaled a new beginning. The worries and exhaustion of the previous day extinguished.
Behind me, Alex breathed deeply and heavily. What a night! And all of it stemming from leaving my precious bag behind on the train. Not the best way to meet a man, but it had worked. The chances of meeting someone like Alex were non-existent in my normal life.
His college was a town away and the guys who went there rarely ventured to our town. They socialized with each other, which made sense as the college was one of those that attracted classy, wealthy people. Another reason why it could only be sex between us.
I didn’t have to know the details of his home life to know that we were worlds apart. I had no business with a man who could trace his family back several generations. Pangs of regret came over me, but I shrugged them off. That was how life worked and the sooner I accepted it, the less heartache I would suffer.
My stomach rumbled, reminding me that we had not had a proper dinner. We’d munched on snacks in the bar and drank too much. I inched out of bed before another rumble from my stomach woke Alex up.
Quietly I pulled out some panties and a pair of shorts and pulled them on. Then I found a shirt and put it on, not bothering with a bra. I liked to stay braless when I was home and it being Sunday, I had no plans to leave the house.
I threw a glance at Alex. I hoped he would stay for breakfast… and lunch. Just for one day. When Monday rolled around, it would be back to my normal hectic life, but I wanted to enjoy this one day. Make memories that I could reach into, in days and weeks to come, when I was alone.