I was breathless with what I had just experienced for the first time and even more so after hearing him say that.
"Hmmm?"
"I can do better," he mumbled with his face buried in my hair.
"Hmmm?" This was all the response that I can manage.
That was not his best? What would happen if he gives it his best? Hmmmm.
"I can do better. I kind of rushed that."
"No, I rushed it, and thank you very much for keeping up the pace."
"You destroyed me." He simply said while running his hand through my hair.
He got off me and rolled beside me taking me with him. When he had me wrapped in his arms he ran his fingers through my hair again. I looked up and I could see a slight lift on his lips giving me a glimpse of a satisfied Edison. Breathless but satisfied.
I never knew how beautiful it is to be held by a man after making love. I realized that I have certainly missed out on a lot of things when it comes to intimacy.
