Page 8 of Trusting the Fall

Because,holy shit, that man just fucking owned me.

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Facialhairticklesagainstmy neck, making me giggle as Lover Boy nibbles and kisses against the skin there.

I’m sleep deprived, sore, and I think I’ll need a long soak in the tub to help my destroyed pussy, but it was worth it. So totally worth it.

He was my perfect match and more. Sexually speaking.

The things he made me feel, the insatiable ways he worshipped my body. It will take a long time to find anything that comes close to the level of dedication and pleasure he gifted me.

The sun is barely up, but we both know what this was. A deliciously sinful night of sex that we can both walk away from with a smile on our faces and a limp in our step. At least for me on that last one.

One-night stands and situationships are within my normal pattern of behaviour.

Sometimes I get their names, and sometimes I don’t.

I didn’t learn the name of my bedside companion last night; he scrambled my brain to the point I probably wouldn’t remember it even if he did, but this is the first time I’m kinda wishing I knew it. If only to have screamed it in commendation of his efforts.

I don’t usually give my hookups a long goodbye, but as I stand by the front door, lapping up the affection of this man, I can’t say I mind the extra minutes of soft attention he gives me. Surprisingly, it’s quite nice.

The spell is interrupted when I hear a door open at the end of the hall and see Lex’s optimistic face peek out of her bedroom.

“Morning, bestie.”

I can’t help the smile that erupts on my face as Lover Boy holds me tight in his arms, swaying us from foot to foot, still leaving a little trail of kisses up and down my neck.

I hold on to his wrists as they come up to rest on either side of my jaw, playing with the thick black beads on his bracelet.

“Ah, hey.” Lex looks around the hall before venturing further into the kitchen and lounge room.

Her shoulders seem to sink when she realises there’s no one else around apart from the three of us.

Her hottie in a suit from last night must have taken off during the early hours of the morning. I didn’t notice anyone around when I got home or at any point I was awake during the night, which was a lot, but Lex is less experienced with casual hookups.

As she wanders with defeat into the kitchen, I hear the coffee machine switch on.

I regretfully extract my arms from around my guy’s neck and push at his bulging chest.

God, he’s so good-looking.

“I gotta check on my friend, but I had a lot of fun last night,” I whisper with a smile so Lex can’t hear our exchange.

He returns the gesture with such a soft look on his face, it’s like hummingbirds are flying around my stomach.

He must have done a real number on my senses. It feels like bubbles fizzing in my stomach. I want to giggle like a schoolgirl. That’s a new and weird development. Must have been all that girth. It knocked something loose inside of me.

“Me too, Bombshell. I’m really glad I went out last night.”

His words give me an idea. “Yeah, The Wayside never disappoints. Maybe I’ll see you there again?” I offer, much like a bet. Match it or fold. Either way, I’m still gonna play the game.

He takes a moment to stare at me, and once again, I get lost in those pretty blue eyes.

I don’t know what it is about him that intrigues me. I normally let physical attraction lead the way in choosing a partner, but there’s something about this guy’s presence that draws me in.

It’s the confidence when he speaks. A pretty guy like him, I’d expect to be cockier, and not in a way I can appreciate.

This guy, though, looks soft on the outside, kind and sensitive until he opens his mouth and all that sexual fire oozes out.

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