Chapter 32 - Jim

Panting, I roll to the side, flopping down onto the mattress. My heart is still racing, and sweat covers my brow. Alyson is breathing just as hard, and her bare breasts rise and fall as she gulps in air.

I didn’t think it was possible to have better sex that we did the first time, but I feel confident to say we just topped it. Reaching for the water bottle on the nightstand, I take a drink and grab the sheet, pulling it up over us. We’re both hot and sweaty now, but with the ceiling fan going on high, we’ll cool off fast and I don’t want Alyson to get a chill. She’s still fighting a cold and has to be worn out after the marathon sex we just had.

I know I am.

“That was more than thirty minutes,” she says once she catches her breath and moves onto her side. I wrap her in my arms.

“I’m not sorry about that.”

“You’ve set a high standard for yourself,” she says with a coy smile. “I always aim to please, babe.”

Alyson laughs and runs her fin