Page 40 of Stronger Than Fate

“I don’t think you can imagine what you make me feel,” he said hoarsely, as his thrusts became stronger.

A few more thrusts and an enormous orgasm shot through us like lightning, making us cry out uncontrollably. It was a simultaneous orgasm, and that sublime experience was so powerful that we both collapsed on the bed completely undone. Henry turned me around and kissed me sweetly and at length. When the kiss ended, we lay on our sides looking into each other’s eyes.

“Henry?” I called, caressing his face.

“Yes?” he responded, closing his eyes at my touch.

“That was wonderful.”

“It was. We reached climax at the same moment, that happens rarely, and I felt a connection like never before. Sex with you is incredible.”

“I have a great teacher,” I said, smiling.

“That’s true,” he said, with his typical “humility,” “but we create the magic together.”

I moved closer to his lips and gave him a sweet kiss. He opened his eyes and smiled.

“Can I stay and sleep with you?” he asked.

“I’d love that. What time do you have to be at your office tomorrow?”

“I never arrive later than nine, but I’m the owner, I can arrive whenever I want, right?”

“Very true. We can have breakfast together,” I suggested, with a joy that even I didn’t understand.

“That sounds good too.”

“I shouldn’t arrive at the office later than nine or ten, because otherwise my brothers will surely show up here to check that I’m okay.”

“And would that be so bad? If we’re dating, you’ll have to introduce me to them,” he stated.

“That’s true, but maybe it would be better to organize something and avoid them finding you here without having any idea of your existence. I should clarify that both of them are quite nosy and they still take care of me as if I were little,” I pointed out.

“I can understand that and I respect it because I also have a sister who’s younger than me.”

“You say that because you don’t know them,” I said, as I got up to go to the bathroom.

“Shall we shower together?” he asked, but he got up and followed me without waiting for an answer.

Once again, the shower was an erotic and sensual experience like few others. When we went to bed it was very late and we were exhausted. Henry settled me in his arms.

“Good night, Henry.”

“Sleep well, beautiful.”

When I woke up, he was still sleeping. I gave him a soft kiss and he said something unintelligible and continued sleeping. I got up to prepare breakfast and bring it to bed; I wanted to surprise him. I put on my robe and went to the bathroom trying to make as little noise as possible.

I prepared breakfast as quickly as I could and, when everything was ready, I put it on a bed tray and headed to the bedroom.

Henry was still sleeping, which seemed strange to me because he had mentioned that he never slept more than five or six hours and that he always got up early. However, the two times he had stayed with me, I had woken up before him.

I left the tray on a table and approached the bed, sitting beside him. I began to caress his shiny black hair and he started to stir. When he opened his eyes and looked at me, he gave me a big smile.

“Good morning, champion,” I greeted him, still caressing him.

“Good morning, beautiful,” he greeted back, and sat up in bed.

“Don’t get up because we’re going to have breakfast here,” I said, as I stood up to get the tray.