CHAPTER 6
The next morning, Selene woke up far earlier than she'd planned, her mind racing. Unable to go back to sleep, she slipped out of Brandon's embrace and pulled on her nightgown and robe before heading to the kitchen to brew some coffee.
She had never in her life experienced such a deluge of contradictory emotions. She wanted to laugh and cry at the same time, and she couldn’t get her swirling thoughts to settle long enough to process any one of them.
Instead, she sat on a kitchen chair and sipped the strong black brew as she contemplated the strange experience of her deflowering. At first, it was wonderful, all that intimate caressing, and a powerful, earth-shattering o****m. Lovely. But then, the penetration was both more and less than I expected.
The pain was minimal. I'm not
