Page 32 of Please Don't Leave Me

An idea pops into my head. “I’ll be right back!”

I run two doors down to B’s room. She’sgotto have something bigger in here. I frantically dig through her drawers. I’ll apologize to her later, but let’s be real: B would be mad at me if Ididn’tlook for one in here.

Bingo! I grab one out of the box and then grab another, just in case. Running out of the room once is embarrassing enough; I don’t want to risk having to do it again.

I come back in and hope that he’s not over it. Judging by how hard his dick still is, I’m going to say he still wants this as much as I do.

“Found one in B’s room.”

“Remind me to thank her later.”

I hand him one, toss the other in my open nightstand drawer, and shut it. By the time I turn around, he’s already got it on.

I walk over and put my arms around his neck, leaning into him. “Where were we?”

“I’m not entirely sure. You seemed to be taking charge.”

“Yes, I was.” I smirk and straddle him one leg at a time, seating myself on his lap.

I grind my hips, rubbing myself up against him. I’m still soaked from earlier, so I slide right along him. Reaching around my back, I unclasp my bra and toss it to the floor. I see his Adam’s apple bob as he swallows.

I lift myself up just enough to hover over his tip and slide down onto it. I can only take a little bit at a time, so I bob up and down, letting him enter me a little more each time. His hands are on my hips, guiding me slowly.

When I’m fully seated, I feel so full it takes my breath away. I have to pause a second to adjust to him. I knowthere are other positions where he could get even deeper, and I can’t imagine how that’s going to work.

After a moment, I start grinding my hips front to back, moving him inside of me. His tip hits a spot that makes my thighs squeeze on either side of his hips. With his hands still on my hips, he closes his eyes and tips his head back. “Fuck, you feel amazing.”

I use my arms around his neck to help lift me up as I ride up and down on him, moving my hips. As I continue, I feel pressure building again. His thumb finds my clit and rubs as I move. I climax again and lean into him, pressing my forehead into his shoulder. He wraps his arms around me and holds me tight while my body shakes.

My breathing is heavy, and I need a minute to collect myself. I rest my cheek on his shoulder, and my hair falls into my face. He notices and tucks it behind my ear. I’m glad because now I can breathe without swallowing hair.

I lift my head and start to slide off his lap when he wraps one arm around me and flips us on the bed. I lay on my back, and he hovers over me, running his eyes down my body and back up to my eyes. “You’re so beautiful.”

My heart skips a beat.

He reaches over, grabs a pillow, and places it under my hips. I run my hands across his chest and over his shoulders, pulling him closer to me. As I kiss him, I feel him reach his hand down and grab the base of his cock to guide it back into me. Even though I just had him in me, this different angle makes it feel new again.

He moves his hips faster and kisses my neck, sucking on it and gently biting. His movements get wild, and the slapping of his hips on my thighs echoes through the room. He’s so deep that it borders on pain but feels so good.

Sitting up slightly, he adjusts the angle so he can reachhis hand down and rub my clit again. The sensation sends me through the roof. I’m already so sensitive from coming twice. His hand moves slow and steady as his hips move fast, a lethal combination that has me tipping over the edge yet again. This time, he comes right after me.

Now, it’s his turn to catch his breath. He collapses on top of me, but not with his full weight. I can feel his heart hammering through his chest on mine before he slowly pulls out of me. He peppers my neck with kisses and then hovers his lips over mine, just barely touching. I run my fingers down his cheek, across his jaw, and touch his lips.

It’s the least sexual thing we’ve done since entering my room, but for some reason, just being right here with him seems very intimate. I almost forgot that this is technically still our first date. No one has ever worked my body the way he just did on the first try, if ever. Was I just that horny, or are we that good together? I can't wait to find out.

Chapter Eleven

LOUISA

“It was that good?”

“B, it was amazing.”

She lets out a high-pitched shriek that makes me pull the phone away from my ear. “I’m so happy for you.”

“I’m happy for me too.”

“So, did he go home right after?”

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