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And I don’t stop.

Not until she clamps her legs closed, shuddering against me and obviously unable to take any more.

23

JOLIE

I think I just flew.

Like literally.

I was soaring.

That was…

I can’t even describe it.

My entire body went into chaos. But, like, this wonderful, mind-blowing chaos. The kind you think you might die in, but if you were going to die, that’s exactly how you’d want to go.

My legs are now clamped around Ben’s hand, and I really should let him go, but I’m worried that if he even skims his finger over that sensitive area again, I might shoot off the bed and break something.

“You okay?” He gently brushes my hip with the knuckles of his free hand.

“Yes,” I squeak. “I’m gonna let you go in a second, I promise.”

“That’s okay.” He laughs. “I can still feel my fingers… for now.”

I laugh, parting my legs enough to release him before slapping my thighs back together.

“That was…” My words trail off because I can’t. I don’t even know what to say.

He smiles at me, his gaze kind when he whispers, “You did it.”

“No. You did it,” I quickly argue, resting my hand on his chest and smiling back at him.

“You see what I mean now? Orgasms are the best, right?”

“Ohhhh yeahhh.” I tip my head back and laugh, then push up onto my elbow, about to thank him when my eyes skim down his body and I notice the bulge in his pants.

“Are you…? Do you have an erection right now?”

He clears his throat and follows my line of sight.

“Oh, yeah. It’s just…” He shrugs.

“Does you doing that to me turn you on?” My lips part in surprise. Why hadn’t I thought about that? It’s kind of thrilling to think I have an effect on him too.

“Well, yeah. That’s science for ya. It doesn’t take much to get a guy going. Hearing you moan like that, kissing you… touching you… watching you come… Of course my body’s going to respond. But don’t worry. I’m not expecting you to do anything about it.”

“But I can.” I reach for him, hoping he’ll teach me what to do too.

I can’t just leave him hanging like this, and to be honest, I don’t mind. In fact, I’m kind of curious. If I can orgasm without going all the way, then maybe he can too.

He darts his hips away from me before I can reach him. “Nope. The deal was that I keep my clothes on.”

“But… can you come without you know… putting it inside me?”

He lets out an awkward laugh, moving into a sitting position and swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. I’m now staring at his broad back and wondering what the skin across his shoulders feels like, wondering if he has a six-pack. Wondering what he looks like under those clothes.