Chapter 15: That Night

We drove home with the windows cracked. I could not stop talking. About Roxie. About the other women. About how easy it had been once I got there. About the house. Nick listened and kept his hand on my thigh. When we got inside, the rental felt smaller than ever, but I did not care as much. I changed into one of his old T-shirts and nothing else. We ended up in bed. I was still warm from the drinks and the afternoon. He mounted me, and I felt the passion and an orgasm building. I was getting close- just a few more minutes- but he could not hold off and came. I was disappointed but did not let it show, and when he moved down my body and his mouth settled on my sex, I felt like I always did at this stage: that it was not quite right. He would lick and suck on me, using his tongue and lips to let me finish, but I knew I was dirty and filled with his semen, and when he did it, I never really got the same satisfaction then as on the rare occasions he could make me cum with his cock. He gave me two orgasms with his mouth, and I was sensitive and shaky by the end. I pulled him up and tucked myself against his side.