Who would have thought my silly crush could lead to this. I knew we had a common interest, but I’ve wanted her to dominate me for so long. It’s everything I wanted and more.
I kiss her neck and collarbone. Now that my hands are free, I want to show every inch of her body some affection. I’ve already worshipped her pussy, but now it’s time for me to find all the other places that make her feel good.
I hear her happily sigh as I kiss behind her ear. I make a note of that in my head.
Just because I’m a sub doesn’t mean I have to just lie there. I want to please her as much as she pleases me.
I smile to myself. I’m going to remember this for a long time.
Fourteen
Lucille
I can’t believe I actually had sex with Sara Hamilton. I can hardly process that I’m holding her in my arms right now.
I look down at her. She really is beautiful. I love the way she looked as she orgasmed. I love the feeling I got having sex with her.
She kisses my cheek.
“I need to freshen up before we go back out there,” she tells me. “I’ll be right back.”
“Yeah, take your time,” I respond.
She gets up and scurries off to the bathroom, grabbing her clothes along the way. I lean back in bed. Holy shit. Everything still feels so surreal.
I reach for my pants and pull my phone out of the pocket. I send a text to Rachel.
“Hey,” I begin. “You’ll never believe what just happened.”
Normally I’m not one to gossip about my conquests, but Rachel will keep this quiet. And I need to tell someone else. It still feels like it didn’t really happened.
“What’s up?” She texts back.
“I just had sex with Sara Hamilton.”
In response, I get a series of eye-roll emojis. Clearly Rachel isn’t taking this as seriously as me.
To her credit, Rachel has been telling me to ask her out for a long time. And I mean a long time.
She’s always said we would be a good match. I have to agree with that. The sexual chemistry between us is crazy.
Sara comes back from the bathroom looking as stunning as ever. It’s incredible how fast she was able to clean herself up.
“Hey!” she starts. “The bathroom is free if you want to use it.”
I jump up from my seated position and take her place in the bathroom. I grab my clothes along the way. When I get in there, I get dressed and try to freshen myself up a bit.
At the very least, I try to not make it look like I just had sex. I manage to clean myself up pretty well, and we go back to the rest of the family.
The rest of the visit goes shockingly smoothly. I sometimes forget that we aren’t actually dating.
It just feels so natural with her. At first, I have to put on a show for my relatives. Still, it isn’t long before I can set that aside and just let myself be natural around her. It’s so easy to do this with her.
I guess I should be glad that I can fake it so easily with her. I am glad, but for other reasons.
Our sexual chemistry thankfully also translates to romantic chemistry. Or, rather, fake romantic chemistry.
I see others smiling despite themselves when they look at us. Even my most sour-faced cousins can’t help but soften their scowl. We’re that cute together. I’ll have to remember to tell that to Rachel.