David
The way Kaye moaned, the way she writhed and cried my name and trembled for me, it was almost as good—almost as intense—as if I had been the one having the o****m.
I’d never had it be like this before.
Sex was always something fun, of course, but it had never felt so important before. Perhaps it was the importance she placed on it that made the difference, but it was. I was utterly enthralled by how she moved under me, by the taste of her sweet fluids on my lips.
There was this sense of pride, too. I had given her the pleasure she’d clearly felt. I was the very first one.
I would be the only one.
The thought hit me over the head out of nowhere, and I reined it in quickly. It was ridiculous. The whole point of this was that I wasn’t going to be the only one. Brent was going to h
