19. The morning after...

I was ready for what was about to unfold and it looked like I was not the only one who had been eager for this moment. He finally went back to indulge on my lips, I decided to take the opportunity and undo his remaining shirt buttons, and in return, he took off my sweater. We both paused for a good few seconds to take a mental picture of each other's half-naked bodies. Walter was well-built with a tiny surgical scar just below his belly button, but forget the scar, his eight-pack complemented his shoulders very well. We went back at it, this time with more force and more excitement, he picked me up and tossed me on the bed, I quickly sat up straight by the bed corner to take off his pants, and he put my legs on his shoulder, I found myself forcefully lying back down. He slowly took off my pants and started to caress the rest of my body with his hands and his lips, there was not a single part of my body that he didn't kiss. 

He put on protection and finally, right before he slipped it in, he looked at me and said "Are you ready?", I felt my body loosening up even more and I responded with a low voice, "Yesss, do it now..".

He slowly slipped it in, I gasped for air and grabbed the sheets, his strokes started more tender and gentle at a slower pace, I kept moaning, then his strokes got rougher but still felt nice, the pace increased as well, at this point my moans escalated to silent screams and became louder as he increased the pace. He turned me around and kept going switching between paces and strokes until I released, again, and again. He then effortlessly grabbed me and put me on top; he reached out his hand to take off my hair tie, letting my hair down then he immediately rolled me over again and began to pound on me some more, it was like he got possessed by some beast. By the time he finished, I couldn't feel my legs, and my whole body felt defeated, clearly, he was making up for lost time. 

The next morning my whole body was complaining, for a moment I forgot what went down until I saw his arms wrapped around me. I jumped off the bed startling him to wake up,

"Ms. Thandie, what's happening??, are you okay?",

I put on my pants and sweater, "Last night was not a dream...", the bite marks on my body and the scratches all over his body made it clear that I was not dreaming. I was honestly more embarrassed than ashamed. The things I said during the moment were very wild, plus, technically, I was the one who initiated everything by asking him to come back and by taking off his clothes first. 'What will he think of me?', I started to panic, while I was pacing up and down, overthinking, he put on his boxers, came and hugged me as if he knew what was happening in my head and the hug was just what I needed to calm down. He silently held me for a few minutes before he spoke,

"Everything that happened yesterday was okay, and you did not do or say anything wrong, in fact, I hope this doesn't end here..I woul-"

"I-I...Mr. Sekulu, please give me some time, I...", I couldn't even think straight, I was overwhelmed with different emotions...

"I will give you all the time you need, but don't regret what happened yesterday, it was one of the best nights of my life...." he finally let go of me, put on his pants and shirt,

"I hope to see you during breakfast and lunch, don't hide from me, it will break my heart".

I was worried about things being awkward with him if ever we crossed the line, but he handled it like a pro, looking back, he definitely had experience in those kinds of things, but I didn't know better then...