“Taaaaallllllloooonnn,” she cries out as her body is shaking around me. Hearing her call out my real name, sends me over the edge, shooting my warm seed deep into her womb.

Letting her ride out her orgasm, I hold her close. Her head is resting on my chest, as we both get our breathing back to normal. When she drops her legs from my waist, I steady her before I pull out of her. She winces, but smiles.

“You’re well endowed, Tripp. And your piercing, that’s hot.” Doll says laughing.

I love hearing her laugh almost as much as my name coming off her tongue. I laugh with her. This is the most relaxed I’ve been in I don’t know how long. She gives comfort to every part of my being.

Putting her under the spray of the shower, I gently clean her up. There is something erotic in seeing my cum run out of her. I have to tell my dick to tame it; she’s not ready for round two. Washing her hair and body, I realize this is the first time that I’ve cared what a woman felt like when we finished.

The water runs cold in the shower by the time we get out. Exhaustion overtaking us, we climb into bed. Doll is lying on my chest, her leg entwined with mine. Easily falling asleep, this all feels right in a way I never imagined.

17

Not Making Sense

Waking up in Tripp’s arms gives me a secure feeling down to my toes. Maybe it’s lust. Maybe it’s the crazy circumstances in which we’ve been thrown together. I don’t know. Everything with Tripp feels like so much more, but I don’t really know him.

The more I think on this, the more my insecurities creep up. Moving from under his arm, I go to the bathroom. What does last night mean for him? Shit! What does all of this mean? I’ve only had two semi real relationships and they were from college. Sure, I’ve hooked up with guys. The walk of shame doesn’t bother me. In fact, I prefer it. Not tying myself to someone, means not introducing them to my dad.

The two long term guys I dated in college lasted less than a year each. Regular sex was nice, but the connection was lacking. I need an edge to my man. Tripp has that. Tripp has everything. Damn, I’ve never been able to have an orgasm during sex until Tripp and that piercing. Sure I’ve had an orgasm during foreplay or with my vibrator, but never during actual intercourse. That was fucking fabulous. My body tingles at the thought.

Calm down, Doll. You don’t even know what Tripp wants. Deciding to keep this casual, I get dressed for the day. When I emerge from the bathroom, Tripp’s on the edge of the bed, tying his boots.