I slid down into the bubbles, the temperature just right. Sitting at opposite ends, I could admire her from here, for now. My brain hadn't quite processed what just happened. There was no denying her inexperience, but with it, there was something I'd never had the pleasure of feeling before. She wanted to please me.
And I still couldn't get my head around it.
She sighed heavily, easing back her head as she took a sip of the lemonade she'd carried through to the bathroom. Did I wish it was wine? Champagne maybe? I'd always been drunk, or on the edge of tipsy when Caroline and I slept together. I hadn't known the breadth of feeling you could experience without the aid of alcohol. I was glad Sydney was sober. I wanted her to feel every sensation, and I wasn't finished with her. Not after th
