Thursday October 28th.
The bed is far too comfortable and cosy and Holly really doesn't want to wake up yet. She stays still, laying on her side, keeping her eyes purposely shut in the hope of drifting off back to sleep. But behind her closed eyelids she can tell that it's daylight and that it's probably time to get up. She rolls onto her back, maybe a change in position will help her to nod off again?
Then it dawns on her where she is, how she's not in her own bed in London or even in the guest bedroom of Seb's home but that she's actually in his bed....naked.
Her eyes pop open at the memories of last night, how amazing and considerate he was, how wonderful he felt inside her and how he made her feel as though no one else existed in his life, only her. Her body still feels limp and loose from the two orgasms he gave her and she closes her eyes to picture how stunning he looked when he was on top of her, close to climaxing and how fit and sexy he looks naked. Not forgetting to mention how big his dick is and how he sure knows how to use it. She can still vividly remember his kisses and the way he ate her out, making her cum quicker and harder than she's ever done before. The memories make her smile, last night had been far from the cringe-fest she was fearing; it had been amazing. She feels deliriously happy and high on endorphins. She feels as though she's ready for more but will Seb feel the same now that it's technically 'job done' in their first attempt to conceive?
She turns her head to look his way, he's already awake is laying on his side, facing her, a dreamy expression on his face and a mop of wild curls on top of his head.
"Hi," his voice is deep and raspy, like he's not long woken up. It's sexy as hell.
"Hi yourself," she smiles and her heart flutters as he smiles back. There's no awkwardness between them at all, no rush to get out of bed and get some clothes on to hide their bodies from each other. It just feels relaxed and normal.
Feeling quite sure that she won't freak out he rests a hand on her belly, splaying his fingers out towards her chest, letting the tips just ever so lightly graze the underside of her breasts. She feels warm and soft and he gets the sudden urge to want to cover her whole body with kisses.
She surprises him by turning onto her side to face him and kiss him, shuffling to get closer to him at the same time. Her move is welcomed by him and he wraps his arms around her as much as he can to give her an affectionate hug.
Like last night, he lets her take the lead and happily returns her kiss with his own. It's sweet, lazy but also hungry and he wonders if he's imagining things.
They're kind of awkwardly tangled laying like this but it's comfortable and she snuggles her head under his chin until she can kiss his throat, directly over his adams apple. This feels good and it's a feeling she's not ready to let go of just yet.
They spend a few minutes just laying together, holding each other in a comfortable silence. It's bliss.
"So...how was I last night?" Seb can't resist asking her and as he recalls making her cum twice, he's pretty confident of her answer.
"Maybe I should ask you that, considering how nervous I was," she replies, cringing as she remembers how she'd been expecting the absolute worst and how they'd wasted most of the day trying to avoid the issue of sex.
He feels perfectly content with her in his arms like this, their nerves feel like a distant memory but he still chuckles at the thought of it, "you were wonderful Holly."
She blushes, she just can't help it and she kind of regrets asking the question now.
Unluckily for her, he can feel the heat emanating from her cheeks against his neck and resist teasing her, "are you blushing?"
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The Surrogate
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