I had no reservations anymore. Nodding, I arched above him and worked our bodies into a heated tempo, amazed at how I could so quickly get his blood pumping, his heart racing, and how I could feel it in myself. I was in charge of this moment, ushering in satisfaction for the both of us with the cadence of my body. My hands went on his pecs, fingers buried in his dense chest hair while his hands gripped my thighs. Physically, emotionally, and spiritually, we were one.

After that, we both ...