I dropped my head and used my lips to push her fingers out of the way so I could pull one of those rosy-brown nipples into my mouth.

I helped her push my boxers down my thighs and inhaled sharply against her skin when her hand wrapped around my dick. With one hand braced on the bed, I used the other to search blindly for the condoms I’d dropped. I found one and lifted my head so I could meet her eyes.

“Hurry,” she murmured. Just one word and I swear the world tilted for a second.

As soon as I’d rolled the condom on, I sat back on my knees, making her whimper at the loss of contact.

I pulled her underwear off, gently pulling her legs up and out of them while she watched me silently.

Sex had never been a big deal for me. I was respectful and I treated women well, but it had never been anything more than just sex. Something that felt good and was fun.

Sex with Sarai, though? That was a game changer. It felt like a commitment. Like a promise. Like jumping over the edge of a cliff with no parachute.

I took a deep breath as I spread her legs.

Her delicate skin was slick and flushed. I wanted to taste her, but then her legs were wrapping around me, and she was whispering for me to kiss her.

I fell forward and braced myself on my elbow, kissing her hard as I lined us up perfectly. With one slow push, I was inside.

Her hands brushed my back as I pulled out and slid forward again. They gripped my sides as we found our rhythm. Her nails dug in as she got close to orgasm, and her fingers relaxed while she was in the throes of it.

I couldn’t imagine sex being as good for anyone else as it was for me then. No one had felt as good as she felt; no one had experienced what I was experiencing.

I lasted just long enough for Sarai to come with a quiet moan, her head thrown back and her eyes unfocused. She was so goddamn beautiful. Seconds after I knew she’d finished, I came so hard that I made this awkward noise in the back of my throat. I’d probably be embarrassed about that noise later.

I held myself above her, gasping, my hands shaking, as she ran her fingers through my hair, soothing me as I came back down.

“We should be professionals,” I joked as I rolled to the side, keeping an arm around her waist.

“I know,” she said quietly, knowingly, as she pressed up against me.