Page 44 of One More Kiss
ZANE
"I can't feel my legs," Jen pants.
We just fucked. Well, I can't say it was fucking. I've never been one to use the phrase "making love" but, damn, if that isn't what we just did.
"I've never felt anything like that," I admit. I might sound like a pussy, but this is Jen. She gets me.
She turns her head to look at me. "Me neither."
"You don't know how much I hated knowing you were handing over your virginity to that asshole Justin Faber," I blurt out. I have no idea where the fuck that came from.
She snickers. "It's not worth a minute of your time. Truly. I counted. He lasted twenty-seven seconds."
I scoff. "What a loser."
She lifts a brow. "Really. How long did you last your first time?"
I grin. "I'm no fucking idiot. I knew I was gonna bang Lissa that night, so I jacked off a couple times earlier in the day."
She rolls her eyes. "Did she get off?"
I look at her, then smirk. "Not during sex."
She smacks me. "You should've taught all those tricks to the loser guys who had no idea how to find a clitoris or work a vagina."
"As if I'd share the secrets. Shit like that stays in the vault so you gain a reputation, and more chicks will—" I pause. "Why are we talking about this again?"
She laughs. "You brought it up."
"Let's forget I did that," I tell her, rolling over and kissing her. Not just any kiss either. A soft one that tells her I love her, but it quickly turns into more.
"Shower?" she asks.
"Shower sex?" I ask in return.
"Damn straight," she tells me.
I lift her from the bed, set her on her feet as I turn the shower on. It's a huge shower and we're both able to stand beneath the spray once it's hot.
We soap one another up, and I'm having a hell of a good time exploring her body, finding out which spots make her breath catch. I'm so hard and ready for her, but I can't stop touching her.
I slip my hand between her legs and circle her clit with a finger. Her head falls back, her eyes close.
"I hate that you're so good at that."
I laugh. "What?"
She looks at me. "Because I know how you got so good at it."
She really sounds put out about it.
"I'd apologize but it wouldn't be genuine."
She huffs. "Just keep going."
I smirk. "Oh, I plan on it."
I love that she's so free with her sexuality, and so comfortably naked with me. It's not like it's the first time we've seen each other nude, but this is a whole lot different than group skinny dipping. Speaking of dipping…
