The Domville 2 (The Domville #2) - Plot & Excerpts
I was working so hard to climax, I’d put a professional hula hoop dancer to shame. Why I didn’t have a six pack with all the effort I made during sex was baffling. ‘Lisa,’ he cried in a girly high pitched tone and I silently cursed as he unloaded in me before I came. Again. He collapsed on top of me, panting in my ear as I stroked his back to calm him down. Was this it? Was this really as good as sex got? I wondered. At twenty seven years of age you’d think I’d know. I mean, I should have experienced every type of position, tingle and climax known to woman. Especially given we’d been together since we met at college. Eleven years, eleven years of sex with him and I still felt like I was somehow missing out. The trouble was I couldn’t bench mark him against anyone else. He was my first and only. I was his too. Something deep inside me though knew that it had to be better than this. Films I’d seen, books I’d read, all described sex as far more passionate and explosive than I’d ever experienced it.
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