Saved By The One & Only

Damn near biblical

Amy's POV:

My eyes slowly open and they drift towards the manhattan skyline, leaving me feeling exquisitely warm inside.

I don't remember much after the amazing sheet clawing sex that we had last night. But I vaguely remember him gently wiping my sex afterwards with a warm damp cloth, and a baby wipe.

I was in awe.

I remember drifting off into sleep thinking about how sweet that gesture was for him to do.

I'd never experienced that before, usually when Aiden would finish he would just head to the bathroom to clean himself off before returning to hand me a clean shirt of his to thrown on.

I can't help but to cringe at those memories now.

Nevertheless, they were vital in pin pointing how significant sex can mean to someone when they're doing it with the right person.

I still can't believe I had my first orgasm last night, let alone three in a row.

He was intent on pleasuring me last night and I can't help but to feel my face begin to heat up at the thought of how much it meant to him, to me, and the fact that he had placed my needs first.

And now here I was waking up to the sun shining brightly over the breathtaking view of manhattan. Second only to the most beautiful man who was currently spooning me from behind, as he slept peacefully.

I breathed in deeply and couldn't help the smile that was forming at my lips by the time that I had finished catching my breath.

I felt happy.

Happier than I've ever felt in a long time.

I can't believe it! Last night actually happened! Maybe I should stop overthinking this and just try to see how this goes with him.

But I can't stop thinking about how maybe I could never just sleep with anyone because I've always valued sex and the intimacy that came along with it. My previous experience wasn't the best I would say but it definitely didn't resemble anything like what I experienced last night.

It was damn near biblical what I felt.

Is this what everyone else feels?

I should try.

No, I will give myself the chance to sort this through.

For now, I'll relish in this moment for as long as I can. I think to myself as I begin to ease myself away from the bed slowly. As I'm getting closer to the edge of the bed, suddenly I feel his hand around my waist tighten and pull me back hard against him.

A small chuckle escapes me as I attempt to catch my breath at the sudden feel of his rock hard body pressing into my back, and there it is—-his mighty cock plunging deep into my back once again.

I feel my face flush as I try to calm my erratic breathing.

"Going somewhere?" His succulent deep and husky voice causes me to still completely.

How is his morning voice sooo sexy. Mine sounds like a cat dying.

But I couldn't focus because there it was again.

I felt the yearning deep within my core as my body revved to life.

How?! How can I want him again? Sooo soon, when I can still feel the remnants of his cock inside me just mere hours ago.

"I was just going to get up and go shower."  A lie. My tone low and committed to getting out of his grip before he can turn me around and smell my breath. I'm almost positive that he would instantly regret our intimacy from last night.