CHAPTER524
What the hell just happened?
“You came, baby… Like properly came.” He grins and slides me down to my feet, pulling off his shirt over his head, as though this is a completely everyday thing, leaning down to try and help clean me up. I don’t know what to do, staring at this like it’s the worst thing ever. Immobile because I feel so…. gross.
“What? What does the even mean? That’s disgusting.” I have heat creeping up my face, completely mortified that I would do that in front of him, on him. How he can even be dabbing at my legs and not recoiling in ‘eww my girlfriends disgusting’, like I am. I have lost all composure and am utterly embarrassed in front of him of all people.
“It is not! It means you’re one of the very few women that can have a female ejaculation, and you just made all my Christmases come at once. I feel pretty accomplished right now.” He hands me his shirt and slides his belt off, throwing it in his open car window and attempts to minimize the mess of his pants with the edge of the shirt I am now holding. I stare at it with complete abhorrence. His pants are soaked like someone threw an entire bucket of water over him.
“I didn’t…Pee?” I ask numbly, thoughts of Emma’s baby waters hitting me months back and looking at what he’s doing with that same grim expression as that day.
“No, you didn’t pee, baby. You had a very real orgasm, meaning I was doing something completely right. I think this proves my theory that I am the guy for you. Not every girl can do this.” He looks so fucking happy and I keep staring at him like he has lost his ever-loving mind.
Why did I get the weird one?
“Why are you smiling, we’re messy and wet and now you don’t have a shirt.” I point out, not sure this is ever going to be a good memory at all. Standing dry, dress back to rights and staring at my half naked man looking as if he’s high.
“This is pretty much what every guy aspires to do during sex… I think I just earned a permanent crown of sex god.” He walks to his trunk and pulls out his gym bag, stripping behind his car quickly into his change of clothes without one care about who might see him. I watch him literally strip naked without two shits about it and frown.
“You’re weird, this is weird.” I follow him, handing over the sodden shirt, seeing as mostly I am untouched. He had my dress out of the way and my underwear pulled aside.
“My little Climaxer.” He chuckles, winks at me with a smile that almost takes over his entire face. Clearly very happy.
“Eww! Arry don’t call me that, and you better never tell a soul that I did that.” I pout at him irrationally, scared that other people might hear about what I did. Still not entirely convinced I didn’t just have some weird weak bladder moment that is utterly vile.
“Aww come on baby, I have to be able to tell the guys I made you cum like a waterfall. You’re so innocent sometimes, it’s crazily cute.” He pulls his new T-shirt over his head and throws his other clothes in the trunk, leaning in to plant a kiss on my mouth.
“Don’t you dare!” I blanche up at him in complete alarm. A sudden thought hitting me in the head so suddenly.
“You tell them about us having sex?” I squeak, completely betrayed, hurt that he discusses what we do with Nate, or Jason, or any of his friends when I am not there; panicking as Arrick’s smile drops.
“Hell, no! … Why would you think that? I mean, they obviously know… I train topless and your nails are brutal, plus I think the fact I’m always in a good mood is a dead giveaway. Men make jokes about sex; I swear I tell them nothing. I’ve had plenty aimed my way from your little sexy scratches and bites. I think every one of them is jealous that I got myself a stunner who obviously gives me a wild sex life.” He smiles properly, no Hollywood charm or ‘I’m hot’ just genuine, ‘I am so happy right now’, and I relax a little. Something inside calming down that he genuinely seems to have liked this and knowing he wouldn’t betray me by boasting to his mates about what we do.
“I do?” It’s not like I can compare what we do to anything or anyone normal; my past just taught me about being used and hurt and I try to never go back there. I only know what we do together always feels good, and right. I can’t ever tell if it was always like this with other people too. I don’t know what normal sex with other people is like, I have no comparison.
“You have no clue how amazing you are. Sophie, if you ever doubted that sex between us was ever going to be an issue, then stop…. Because you are the best sex I have ever had in my life, there’s no comparison. You literally blow my mind every time we do this.” He catches my hand when he closes the trunk and pulls me around with him, leading me to the passenger door. Stopping and turning me to him, brushing back my hair with his fingers and kissing me softly on the lips.
“You’re just saying that because I peed on you and I’m embarrassed.” I mumble childishly, still not sure this is a good thing at all. Feeling strangely shy and looking down at our entangled fingers.
“Fuck no… I want you to do that every time. I will be aiming for it. Baby, you have made every single one of my fantasies for the dream girl come true. Sex with you is better than I could ever have imagined it would be. You’re amazing, you completely let go and trust me to take care of you, there are no real boundaries with what you let me do to you. I know how huge that is…. I love you so much more because of it.” He pulls me to him, kisses me again, only this time with a little bit of teasing tongue, leaving me breathless and wanting more, before opening my door and guiding me inside.
“I don’t know what to say.” I settle in the seat, watching him automatically lean in and buckle me up.
“An I love you wouldn’t go amiss occasionally.” Arrick eyes me warily, and I frown, looking away with a sigh. Of all the things I am still having a hard time with, it seems so dumb that something I used to say to him so freely is now something which sticks in my throat. He moves in against me and kisses me on the cheek.
“I get it, baby, it will come. When you feel like you trust me like you once did. I love you, that’s all that matters.” I catch the tiny tone of hurt in his voice and look up at him sadly, wishing I could cross that last barrier and tell him that I do.
I really do."
