Page 36 of Good Girl
As the feeling begins to subside I slowly become aware of him again, the hard press of his body against me and the softness of his skin as it slides against mine. I love it. I absolutely love it. And I love the sounds he makes as he continues to thrust inside me, caught up in his own world of pleasure.
A few strokes later he lets out a low guttural growl and shouts, ‘Fuck, Juno! Fuck!’ His whole body shudders above me as he climaxes and he pushes himself as deep inside me as he can, holding us there locked together, as close as we can get to each other.
After a while he carefully slides out of me. ‘Are you okay?’ he asks, pushing an escaped tendril of hair out of my eyes.
Words seem to have completely deserted me so I just nod and smile.
‘Let me run you a bath,’ he murmurs, rolling away from me and getting up out of bed.
I lie there, listening to the water running, feeling spaced out and unreal.
‘It’s ready for you,’ Sandro says, coming back into the room a couple of minutes later.
‘Thanks,’ I reply, getting out of bed and wincing a little as I realise I’m a little bruised.
As I pass him in the doorway to the bathroom, I lean up to give him a gentle kiss on the lips, pressing my body close to his. ‘Thank you,’ I whisper.
He smiles, but there’s something in his eyes that sends a small jolt of unease through me.
‘It was my pleasure,bella,’ he murmurs, then turns away before I can question him about it.
I wash quickly, then spend a couple of minutes luxuriating in the warmth of the water, letting it soothe my aching body.
Well, that’s it, I think to myself. I’m no longer a virgin. I don’t know quite how to feel about it. In some ways I still feel exactly the same, but in others, ways I can’t quite describe, I feel as if I’ve just taken a big jump forward in my life.
Coming out of the bathroom, I see Sandro has changed the sheets and is lying naked in the middle of the bed, his hair wet from the shower he must have taken.
He grins at me. ‘I thought you might like a come-down cuddle,’ he says in that beautiful husky voice of his.
There’s no way I can refuse that, of course, so I get onto the bed and snuggle up close to him, breathing in the fresh, citrusy scent of his shower gel, amazed to feel my stomach fizzing with lust again.
But it seems he’s keen we don’t do anything else tonight and pulls me towards him so my back rests along his front, spooning me tightly against him. I’m aware of the soft exhalation of his breath on my neck, and the heat of his body pressed securely against me, and in my blissed-out state I sense myself beginning to drift off to sleep almost immediately.
I wake some time later and find to my surprise and delight that he’s still in bed with his arm tightly wrapped around me. It’s the first time he’s ever slept with me and the discovery that he didn’t get up and leave the moment I fell asleep makes my chest feel as if it’s turning inside out.
And for the first time since we got here I’m scared—not about being here in bed with him, but about the fact I’m not going to be here with him for much longer.
