“I’m gonna need you to stayverystill for a minute,” he breathes against my ear. “I’m really close and I don’t want this to be over so soon.”
I nod absentmindedly but my hips can’t help but try to move with his, chasingmore. It’s been so long since I’ve had sex, and I feel so close already. If only he could just… I don’t know, but I’m getting right there, I need to—
His grip tightens on my waist, pressing me deeper into the mattress and effectively stopping my hips from chasing the pleasure I need. “Fuck…” He groans in my neck and my whole body shivers from the sound and vibrations against my skin.
He must realize there is no stopping it as he slides out slowly to pushback in with one hard thrust, pulling a loud gasp out of me, and stilling instantly with a deep raspy moan.
I swallow the hint of disappointment that I was unable to reach that needed release. I knew it was unlikely to happen anyway—as it rarely does. About 20% of the time, if I’m being honest. And thinking about it, it’s kinda sad that I’m able to guess that percentage and be confident in its exactitude.
We stay like this for a few minutes, catching our breaths, entangled in one another. His thumb rubbing gentle circles on my hip, his lips kissing my neck and shoulder.
He finally leaves to go into the bathroom to clean up and throw away the condom and comes back two minutes later, still naked, to lay back down next to me. One of his arms propped behind his head under the pillow, the other pulling me against his side.
“Oh god, that was lame,” he sighs heavily and I frown.
“Thanks, you really know how to talk to a girl…”
“Oh no, god, not you,” he interrupts me quickly with an embarrassed chuckle. “Me. It lasted what, like five minutes or something? I’m usually better at this. But it’s been a while, and… Well, I’m sorry.”
Our eyes meet when I lift my face towards him. He really looks embarrassed. The smile I manage to give him is not even too forced. God, the last thing he needs is me stomping on his ego… And, itwasgood. Really. Just… Yeah. Not enough.
“It’s been a while for me too,” I say with a smile. I’m not usually the spontaneous one night stand kind of girl. I’ve been with three men in total in my life. Well, four now. And the three before were serious relationships. Okay, mostly serious. At least, they were for me.
“Just… God, you felt way too good. You’rereallytight and honestly it was over in a minute for me. I tried to make it last but…”
“You… You felt really good too,” I smile. And he did. Really. The problem was obviously not him. I’ve always struggled to reach my peak. Maybe he’s right and I’m a little too tight? Or if I could just know what I need—or even just voice it, I usually know when something feels better.
God, something must be wrong with me.
“I swear I’ll make good use of the second and last condom I have…”
He rolls on his side to capture my lips and I melt into him. It feelsgood to be with someone. No matter that it’s just one night. No matter that I’ll probably never see him again as soon as I leave this place. The unattainable orgasm doesn’t even matter. It was a long shot anyway…
Right here and right now, he’s exactly what I need. I know I can’t settle down, Jack and I are always moving.
“I think I’m ready to ask for your truths now,” I say between kisses.
“Weren’t you scared that they’d be too boring?” He chuckles.
I pinch his arm with a smile. “Just tell me. Real or made-up, it doesn’t matter.”
“Alright, what do you want to know?”
“Why were you so upset about missing your ferry?”
There’s a long silence. I don’t push him, happy to listen to his heartbeat through his ribcage and his steadier breath. I fold my leg over his and he drops a kiss on the top of my head.
“I wasn’t upset about the ferry,” he finally answers.
“What were you upset about then?”
He releases a heavy sigh. “Because I had a shit year. I got divorced six months ago, and my older brother just died. Pancreatic cancer. I was here for his funeral today.”
“Oh my god,” I try to sit up but his hold tightens, keeping me laying with him. “I’m sorry I asked. And if I was a jerk to you at the bar.”
“It’s alright. It was just a bad day. My ex wife was there too and that was the most upsetting. She was also the reason I missed the ferry in the first place. We were supposed to take the same flight tonight. By missing the ferry, I was trying to get a little more time before… Well, being stuck with her for a few hours.”
I nod silently. If he stayed long with his ex-wife, I guess it made sense that she was at his brother’s funeral. She probably knew him. Knew his family.
