moved in and out was more than I could take.
The familiar rush of orgasm flooded my senses and I arched farther into Noel’s
embrace.
My release must have triggered his because next thing I knew
his head was resting on my shoulder as we both tried to catch our breath. I’m
not sure how long we lay there but he didn’t seem to be in a big hurry to move.
I certainly wasn’t. Eventually the pounding of both of our hearts slowed to a
normal pace and Noel shifted his weight off to one side.
“Sorry. I hope I wasn’t smashing you.”
“No, you weren’t.” A tremor ran through me, making me
shiver.
“Are you cold?” He sat up and looked around the room. “I can
grab your shirt if you need it.”
I smiled at his show of concern or perhaps his display of
nerves. I wasn’t sure which it was. “I’m fine, really. I think it was just
aftershocks.”
He smiled then rolled over so he was lying over most of me,
enveloping me in his warmth again. “That was a pretty good one, wasn’t it?”
“Hmmm,” I purred my agreement. “Yes, it was.”
“This floor isn’t very comfortable.” Noel lifted his head
and looked around the room at our surroundings. “But the mirrors add a nice
touch now that I think about it.” When he looked back down at me, he had a
cheesy leer on his face.
Laughter bubbled up and made me realize how much I missed
having that special connection with a man.
He kissed me quickly on the mouth, making a loud smacking
sound. “I need to dispose of this.” He looked down at the condom. “Why don’t
you find all of our clothes and we’ll go get something to eat.”
“Uh…not to complain, but a shower would be nice,” I added
hesitantly, unsure what he had in mind for the rest of the night. Was this just
a nice interlude for him and it would never happen again? Or was it too much to
hope that he wanted to see me again? Outside of the gym, that is.
He stood then reached down to help me up as well. He pulled
me into his arms and began nibbling on my neck, making my legs go weak once
more. “I was thinking we could grab some takeout and eat it at my place. We
could take a shower or a bath there.” He pulled back where I could see his
playful grin. “Or both if you don’t have to be up early tomorrow.”
I smiled in anticipation of the possibilities. “I think I
could go in to work a little late tomorrow.”
About Dena Garson
Dena Garson loves to read romance—the hotter the better.
When one of her BFFs said “one of us should be writing this stuff”, she took up
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