For a moment they lay still. He looked and saw tears in her eyes. Something beyond his will took hold of him and he began a slow undulation. His eyes never left hers. He felt his climax coming. Rebecca was grinding herself into him, making soft moaning sounds. Just as he was pushed over the edge, she called his name and he could feel the muscular contractions of her vagina. That must have meant she too had reached her peak. She lay down on top of him. He stroked her hair.
What have I done? What have I done? Oh, Nathaniel, what have I done?
With those thoughts running through his mind, Rebecca’s soft breath against his skin, he fell into a fitful sleep.
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