Page 26 of The Beat of My Heart
Slowly, she rotates her hips, and we both moan. I don’t know that anything has ever felt this good before. Gradually, she picks up the pace, and I let her have control for as long as I can. When I feel as though I’ll combust, I grab her hips and slide us both to the back of the bed. Laying down, I keep her on top of me. Grabbing her arm behind her back, I hang on to it for leverage.
“Are you ready, Angel? I’m going to fuck you now. If it is too much, you have to tell me.”
“Holy, yes, please,” she whines.
With one arm holding her midsection and the other arm holding onto hers, I lift her slightly to her knees just before I pound up and into her, again and again.
“Ooh, Angel. You are fucking heaven. Every goddamn inch of you is perfection. Do you feel how we fit together?”
“Holy hell,” she pants as I pick up my speed.
“Never, Angel, have I ever felt something so perfect.” I’m thrusting up and into her with such force I feel the entire bed move.
“Charlie, fuck, Charlie, harder. Please,” Angel moans.
I’m hating the name Charlie, but knowing I’m the one making her moan and beg has me pounding into her at an unnatural pace. I feel her body quivering and I know she is close.
“Don’t come yet, Angel. Not yet,” I warn her.
“Charlie, I-I can’t hold it,” she pleads.
“Yes,” thrust, “you,” thrust-thrust-thrust, “can,” thrust. “Come, come now, Angel,” I demand as I thrust one last time, feeling my balls tighten and my spine tingle. I blackout for a minute, that’s how fucking insane it was. When I come to, Angel is leaning over me, looking concerned.
“Are you okay?” she asks.
“No, Angel. I’m not. I think you just ruined me for anyone else. I have never come that hard in my entire life.”
She smiles so sweetly, I feel the devil at my chest again, and I wonder for a moment if I should see a doctor.
“Okay, well, glad you’re alright,” she says as she tries to slide away from me.
“Stay,” I tell her. “Just for a minute. Just lay with me.”
She hesitates for a second and I can see the wheels moving again. Something is brewing in that pretty head of hers, but until I can form a coherent thought, I won’t be able to figure out what. Pulling her into my side, I position her so she is lying with her head on my chest. I sigh, feeling relieved. Relieved for what I’m not sure.
I don’t know how long we stay like that, her head on my chest, me stroking her back, her arms, her hair, pretty much anywhere I can reach. But I know it will end soon. Angel is becoming fidgety; something isn’t sitting right with her. I keep waiting for her dialogue to start, but so far, it hasn’t happened.
Chapter 10
-Holding Out for the One, Tenille Townes
Julia
Okay, this is the longest inner monologue I have ever had. I’ve been lying on Charlie for at least fifteen minutes, and as far as I know, nothing has escaped my lips. My mind is running though, I don’t know how much longer I can hold it in. I’m about to go into full crazy mode. That was, hands down, the best sex of my life, and now I don’t know what the hell I’m supposed to do. Just as I start to pull away, my phone rings, saving me, and I lurch out of bed like my ass is on fire.
The telltale ringtone ofGirls Just Wannahave fun tells me it’s Lanie, so I forgo the greetings.
“Hey, what’s up?” I ask, turning in circles, trying to decide what the hell I should put on. Finding nothing, I end up at the foot of the bed, naked, staring at a grinning Charlie.
“Jules? What’s the matter? You sound funny,” Lanie and I have known each other our entire lives, I should have known better than to answer.
“Huh? Nothing, nothing’s wrong, why do you ask? Everything’s just fine… just fine. I’ve had a busy day is all. I gave a speech today, you know? It was about, uh, it was about. Well, you don’t care what it was about,” I watch wide-eyed as Charlie climbs out of bed and stalks towards me. Grabbing me around the waist, he pulls me down onto his lap. The yelp I exhale has Lanie worried, though.
“Julia, what the heck is going on? You’re babbling and yelping, and you just sound funny. Let me FaceTime you, I need to check you out for myself,” she says.
“NO!” I scream, “I-I can’t FaceTime right now. I’m ah… I’m naked.” I notice I have stopped babbling and stare wide-eyed at Charlie, who is still grinning at me. He does have the magical touch. I scowl, thinking about it.
Lanie notices I’ve stopped babbling too, “Jules, are you sure you’re okay? You were just in the midst of a babble fest, and now you’re not. That never happens unless I’m with you. Are you sure everything is alright?”
