I grit my teeth as my own body shoots off. "I've got you, Christina," I say as her body continues to contract around my fingers. "I've got you." I can smell the salt of her tears, her breathing still ragged, but now I'm not sure if it's because she finally let go or if it' s because her orgasm was so strong. I slowly kiss my way up her cheek, kissing away the tear that slid down her face.

Her body is still having aftershocks, so I nuzzle her nose with mine, before gently kissing her, slow and soft until I finally slide my fingers out of her. Then I sit down beside her, ignoring the wet spot in my own pants. I need to make sure she's okay. "How was that?" I ask. "Fucking amazing," she says, making me laugh. "I, um, I'm not sure why I'm crying," she says embarrassed. "Letting go of control is never easy.

It takes a lot of trust and you've been holding on to that control for twenty-eight years. " "Wow, I'm uh, I'm pretty sure I'm going to sleep like a baby tonight," she says. "Good." Because it feels right and because I want to make sure she's okay, I lean down and kiss her again. "Are you sure you're okay?" She nods. "Thank you." I tilt my head at her. "For what?" "For not letting me fall apart." "I told you," I say, stroking my finger over her cheek.

"I've got you." "I should probably…" I nod and stand, reaching out a hand to help her up. "Sit for a minute. Let the blood return to your head. That was a pretty strong orgasm," I say, going to get her clothes. When I turn back, she's frowning at the wet spot on my pants. "You aren't the only one who enjoyed that," I tell her honestly. Respect is mutual. I respect her as much as she said she respects me. So, like her, I won't lie.

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0.0 % 12:28 Chapter 60 1 288 Vouchers "Oh, um… good?" she asks, still frowning at me as she takes her clothes. "Not good for my laundry situation, but good for sleep, yes." She laughs and gets dressed. I help her, then walk her to the door, "I'll see you in the morning, Christina. Sleep well." "You too, Sebastian. And thank you again. Thank you for pushing me.

It was worth it." "I'm glad to hear it." I watch her walk down the hall then wait while she turns back and waves before walking into her room. Then I close the door and lean against it. How the fuck am I going to teach a class where I make that woman come and not end up having my own orgasm dur- ing every class in front of a room full of students? 2 Christina I roll over and look at the clock. It takes a moment for it to register that it's after six o'clock and I bolt up in bed.

I can't remember the last time I slept this late. I jump out of bed and quickly get in the shower. As I wash my hair, I realize my body is still very relaxed from that fucking incredible orgasm I had last night. Who knew giving up control would feel so incredible. Well, giving up control with the right person. I'm not sure it would have been this good with some of the other men I've been with. What I do know is that I'm looking forward to having another orgasm like that very soon.

I get out of the shower and quickly get dressed in sparring clothes before pulling my hair into a ponytail and racing downstairs. I'm not on breakfast duty, but I still like to be in the kitchen early in case they need help or to find out what Sebastian needs for class. I practically jog into the dining area where everyone is standing around drinking coffee like we always do in the morning. I've noticed that Ezra and Tyler have started joining us as well.

Today, I'm the last of our usual group to ar- rive. I slow down as I walk in, my eyes locking onto Sebastian's. "Sleep well?" he asks, watching me as he takes a sip of his coffee. I feel my cheeks heat. "A little too well, apparently," I say, walking over to pour my coffee. Mia hip bumps me and gives me a knowing smile. I take my first sip of coffee and turn, listening the conversation around me. When I look at Sebastian, he's surveying the room, but his eyes track back to me. "Is there anything we need to do to prepare for Strength class this morning?"