Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
With every stroke Van continues to make within me, the ripples continue…seemingly never ending. They go on and on and on, and then Van’s jaw tightens. His body goes still for just the barest of moments, then he groans and starts to shudder. His climax is powerful and I can practically feel it transfer through to my body.
“Simone,” he growls as his hips start moving again, grinding out the remainder of his release. His hand is clenching mine so tight my fingertips are numb, but I don’t ever want him to let go.
After a few moments, Van stops moving and drops his head so his face presses into my neck. I wrap my arms and legs tighter around him, and we just lay like that…quietly.
I don’t feel the need to say anything to him. I believe he understands that I’ll bear his secret right beside him, and that nothing he said is going to chase me away. On the contrary, I think he even gets that I’m going to stick tighter to him.
Yes. Van is a smart guy and he knows my heart is involved. He knew it was involved before I found his shoebox of history, which I truly believe is why he didn’t fight me too much on sharing his story with me.
But I also know Van. Despite the beauty that we just shared, he is out of his element. Emotions and feelings are things he shows only sparingly. He’s not used to sharing pieces of himself with anyone other than his aunt, and I have to imagine he’s feeling a little raw and unsteady right now.
That’s okay.
I’ve got him.
I’ve totally got him.
Van rolls to the side, wrapping his arms around me. He pulls me in tight to his chest and presses his lips to my forehead. I almost want to cry from this sweet gesture, something I never thought I’d experience from a man such as him.
“What do you want to do today?” Van finally asks, and I’m pleased that his voice sounds light.
No awkwardness or hesitancy.
He’s going to let me share this with him, and that relieves me greatly. I just don’t know if he wants me to be anything more.
“Well, before you went to the gym I thought we had talked about just staying in bed the rest of the day and fucking,” I remind him.
“I don’t know if I have anything in the tank after that,” he mutters.
Chuckling, I burrow in closer to him. “That was…um…different.”
“Fucking mind blowing.” His voice is low and rumbling, and causes another ripple of pure pleasure to flow through me just from his reverent tone.
Yes. That is exactly what it was, but I don’t say anything. Van is a man who releases his feelings in measured increments. He’s just had his greatest secret exposed by me, shared the dirty details, and then had what I consider to be a life-changing sexual experience for both of us. He doesn’t need me pressing anything at him right now.
I think what he needs is probably my quiet attention and a willingness to let him settle into this the best way that he can.
I know this also means that he may not be able to move one step forward in this relationship. Just because he exposed his demons doesn’t mean he’s over them. If anything, I fear that they may cause him to withdraw a little from me, since this is all so new and very weird for him.
Whatever he chooses to give me, I’ll take it and wait him out. When I’m focused on the long game and not immediate gratification, I’ve actually got the patience of a saint, or so I’ve been told. My heart has already given its allegiance to Van. If he’s got more in him to give, then I’m going to be there ready for him to give it. If he’s got the ability to accept more from me, then whatever he wants will be his.
Until then…
“How about we compromise,” Van says lightly. “Let’s stay in bed all day and watch movies. Or the couch. Order pizza and just chill out.”
“So no sex,” I tease him.
Van’s hand drops to my ass and he gives me a sharp swat. “Of course there will be sex, Shiny. It just won’t be our primary focus. Got me?”
“Got you,” I say with a laugh, and I already know that today is just going to be one that lives in my memory forever. It was the day I saw the real Van and hopefully started a new path that we can travel together.
Chapter 21
Van
I start to come awake, but I’m so groggy I give in to the urge to fall back asleep. I’m vaguely aware that Simone is lying partially on top of me, her cheek pressed to the lower part of my stomach. The rest of her body is curled up into a ball near my ribs and hip. It’s where she collapsed and fell dead asleep after she sucked my cock while I fucked her with my fingers.