Chapter 11 – Julian
I should’ve known this would happen. I pushed her too far. I was deep in the moment and selfishly pushed her too far.
Tonight was Alyssa’s first time embracing the submissive’s role, and I hadn’t better prepared her for it. The thoughts, feelings, and “shameful” sensations taking her over were nothing she expected. I was so stupid to think she could handle it this early in our relationship.
After I calm her down with reassurances, I suggest we take a bath together. The warm water will soothe her nerves, and we can be together without the expectation of sex or certain behaviors on either of our parts.
Color returns to her cheeks. The tears are gone. Alyssa leans back in my large tub, her nipples floating above the water and her long hair scraping the floor from how relaxed she is. I kiss her, and I don’t know why. Suppose I couldn’t help myself.
“Feel better?”
“Yes.” Her eyes flutter open again. “I’m sorry, Julian. I honestly don’t know what happened. I had a good time, but…”
“But nothing. You were overwhelmed. It happens, even to experienced people.”
“Were you overwhelmed?”
I steel myself. “A little.” I’ve never had a woman seduce me like she does. All Alyssa Pendleton has to do is wiggle her naked ass and I’m emptying my sanity into her cunt. The image of her trying to take all my cum for the first time is going to stick with me for the rest of my life.
I pull her closer to me.
“So you see, there’s nothing to be ashamed of.” I tip her chin up so she looks into my eyes. “We’ll figure it out.”
“So you still want me to be your girlfriend?”
Ah, I suppose there would be those concerns too.
“Yes, Lyssa. Let’s forget the bullshit from this past week and move forward. There’s a whole world I want to show you.”
She lets me kiss her so hard that my hand goes between her legs. I don’t know what she’s thinking or feeling, and I don’t care right now. I’d rather be consumed by my rising need for an otherwise nondescript woman named Alyssa Pendleton.
Things are about to get wild.
