Chapter 19: So, this is Magic.
Pauly’s POV.
“Paul… I think I—” Eleanor breaks the silence.
Her breathing was still struggling to regulate. Somewhere between me making her come on the sofa with my fingers, we ended up in the bed where true to my word I made her shatter. I Drank her in like honey as her cries bounced across the walls of the apartment, only to then watch her feed me into her body slowly.
I knew it would be a long time before I forgot the look on her face as she experienced her first time. The look of pure blissful abandon, the type of emotion that only happened when she was completely content crested over her face. It was the look that only comes from making love to the person who possesses your soul.
It wasn’t until we were both content and satisfied. We collapsed on the bed. Having had to carry an exhausted Eleanor to the bathroom, I find myself as I take care of her more at ease than I have been in years. Perhaps my entire life.