Chapter 60: Mind, Body, and Matters of the Heart
Ella
All of my nerves and synapses are misfiring. It isn't as if George is being gentle with me, but it's more than that.
Stretching me with only two fingers hasn't been enough prep and forcing himself in till his hips are pressed flush against my thighs doesn't help.
My biggest holdover isn't just the pain or the noxious swirl of feelings, nor the flutter and clench of my walls at the discomfort. No, the problem is that even with the pain, even though I wasn't stretched enough for the size, it is familiar.
The last time I had sex was when... God, back when we were married and months before I went through with the divorce.
Since then, I haven't even touched myself, my time eaten up with work, reconnecting with my family and inheriting the position as head of the family from my father. I have craved touch like this, desired something hot and passionate.