Chapter 38

And yet, with all of that, I still hadn’t come. I fell back next to him, gazing at his face on the pillow. “Wow…”

Breathless, he fixed the ceiling, his chest heaving. “I must be the most selfish lover who ever existed.”

“Remember, you said you weren’t gonna do that.” I ran the tip of my finger over his jaw line. “It’s not your fault. You have your rhythm and it’s healthy. It’s beautiful when you come so hard.”

He turned to look at me with troubled eyes. “I get so turned on and you always seem so close and I think—”

“Hey.” I kissed his shoulder. “There’s more to sex than an orgasm.”

“See, when you say stuff like that, it doesn’t make me feel any better. It makes me feel greedy and superficial.”

“Baby, I’m more of asapiosexual, you know?”