26: Afterglow

*Ben*

I must have done it properly. It leads to another round. One that goes a little quicker than the first, but is no less intense. She's so blasted tight that at first I had thought she was a virgin. But there had been no blood to clean up. And she is far too comfortable with a man’s body not to have been around one before. Still if I didn't know better, I would think the pleasure she had experienced had taken her by surprise.

We have finally gotten around to moving the bedding aside. She is lying on her back, one arm raised, her hand toying with strands of my hair, while I rest up on an elbow and trail my fingers over her sternum, along her ribs. I had tried going down her side to her hips only to discover she is a bit ticklish. Who would have thought ?

“I’ve never done this”. She says quietly.

I still, my hand a quarter of an inch away from cupping her breast. “You were a virgin? But you were married. There was no blood”.

She laughs lightly, running her fingers up over my scalp.