Saul kissed my neck then and growled low in his throat as he moved his way down between my breasts then to my stomach. With his free hand, he reached for the back of his shirt and jerked it off then tossed it away. His perfectly sculpted chest and arms were on full display and made the yearning inside me become even more fierce.
He bent his head and pressed a kiss to my stomach. Then with both hands, he pulled off my panties and grabbed my thighs roughly, opening my legs. If I wasn’t so turned on, I was sure this moment would have sent me into a panic. I had never been so exposed before yet the way Saul was looking at me made everything okay.
When he moved until his head was between my legs and the first flick of his tongue touched me, I was sure that nothing in heaven could be this good. I had never done this or had this done to me. I knew about it, of course. I read a lot of books. It was just not something I had experienced.
Saul began to lick and with each move of his tongue, I was sure I would never be the same. He was changing it all for me. One of my hands held his head there as my fingers were tangled in his curls. The other was grabbing onto the quilt beneath me for support. I cried out his name as he began to suck the sensitive nub that felt as if every nerve ending in my body was connected to that one spot.
I was so close to exploding with an orgasm when he stopped, stood up, removed something from his pocket then took off his shorts and tossed them aside. He opened the small package in his hand and rolled a condom down over his hard length then crawled back over me, moving my right leg out and opening it farther with his knee as he did so.
I stared up into his eyes, panting from my deliriously crazed desire. Maybe later I would feel guilt for the way my body was reacting to him, but I couldn’t see how. This was a euphoria that I would never regret.
Saul lowered himself and when I felt the hard tip press against me, I was ready to beg him. His gaze was locked on mine. I stared up at him very close to begging him.
When he finally pushed inside me, I cried out in relief and with pleasure.
“Holy fuck,” he said as he stilled once he was fully inside. He lowered his forehead to mine. “Christ, Henley, you’re so fuckin tight.”
He moved then and I whimpered, unable to say words. He groaned as he rocked his hips and I clawed at his back as the release I knew was coming began building again inside me. I didn’t know what I was saying or if it was even words. I cried out Saul’s name and possibly begged him for more. I couldn’t be sure. I was lost in the experience.
“So fucking wet,” he said once. He made his own noises as we began to get more frantic.
“SAUL!” His name tore from me as I finally shattered into a million beautiful pieces.
“That’s it,” he said on a groan. “Come for me, baby.” Then he shouted as he pumped into me several times before he stilled and then moved off of me, taking my body in his arms and pulling me with him.
We lay like that, breathing hard, exhausted and sated. Nothing else mattered but what had just happened. It was one of those brief moments in life when there is nothing wrong but everything is right.
Saul’s fingers trailed down my back slowly. I closed my eyes tighter and pressed into his chest. I could stay right here and be happy for the rest of my life.
He continued to gently caress my back and my body became even more relaxed. My eyes grew heavy and the warmth pulled me under. Until there was nothing but Saul and that was all I cared about.
Twenty- Four
“Henley.” Saul’s deep voice was near my ear and I turned to snuggle closer to him.
When I heard a low chuckle, I smiled contentedly and went to slide a hand over him, but I couldn’t find his body. Confused, it took me a moment and I blinked then realized it was dark. I had fallen asleep.
“It’s dark.” I stated the obvious. My voice was thick from sleep.
“Yeah, it’s four in the morning,” Saul replied.
Four in the morning? Four in the morning! I sat up quickly, almost losing my balance and falling off the edge of the bed.
“Woah,” Saul said as his hands held my arms. “Easy,” he added.
“Work,” I said. “I have to bake.”
“I know,” he replied. “Let me get you home.”
Oh. Okay. Yes, I could go back to Gran’s and have plenty time to bake. It was fine. I started to stand up and I remembered. Several things. First of all, that I was completely naked. I grabbed for something to cover myself with and ended up pulling the sheet up to my neck.
More laughter from Saul.
“I’m naked,” I told him.
“I’m aware of that,” he replied, sounding amused.
I sighed and looked around the dark room for my dress. That’s when the memories of him taking the dress off and all that followed surfaced. I looked back at him and even in the darkness, I could see his smirk.
“Henley, my face was between your legs last night. Are you really worried about me seeing you naked?” he asked.
When he put it that way, it sounded ridiculous. “Yes,” I told him, knowing it was dumb.
He moved then and was right back holding my dress out to me. “Here,” he said.
I took it. “Thank you.”
I slipped it on quickly and then stood up. He was still standing by the bed, so my body brushed against his. He didn’t say anything or even touch me and I felt a slow sick knot begin to form in my stomach.
“I’ll get your bag,” he said then moved away.
I stood there in the dark room and watched him go. This was not what I expected him to act like after… well, after we had sex. I wasn’t sure how I thought he would act, but this was not it. He was acting like he had before we had done anything.
I wasn’t sure how I should act. Having sex with a guy I had only known a few weeks was not like me. Especially since the guy had just broken it off with his girlfriend. Who was I? Where had Henley gone?
Saul returned with my bag. “I’ll carry it. Here’s your shoes,” he said and put them in front of me. Looking at him I realized that Henley had lost all common sense due to the hotness of the man in front of her.
I quickly slipped my feet into them as he began walking to the door. I followed, trying not to read too much into this. I needed to focus on getting to Gran’s and baking things. I didn’t need to overthink every single second of last night. I had slept with Saul. It had been incredible. I was twenty-one years old and we were single. This was completely acceptable.
I had to be honest with myself though, Saul had been with a lot of girls. This was nothing new or special to him. Whereas I had only been with Will three times before he died. That was the extent of my sexual experience. We were not the same. This was all surprising and confusing for me.