say I was gonna do to you?” he asked.
“Oh, right.” She stretched, feeling the pull in her muscles that had tightened during her epic orgasm. “Maybe I could get my heart rate back to a nonlethal level first?”
He swept his hand over her breasts, teasing the nipples to a sharp, tight point before bending to suck one tip into his mouth, causing her to gasp as pleasure shot straight to her core.
He lifted his head and smiled at her.
“Cardio’s good for you.”
Her heart rate started pulsing. “This kind of cardio might kill me.”
He continued to smooth his hand over her body, snaking his fingers over her belly and lower until he once again cupped her sex. This time his movements were slow and easy, lulling her into a dreamlike state where there was only pleasure, only the feel of his fingers gliding over her slickened sex.
He eased down her body and spread her legs, replacing his fingers with his mouth, and that easy, dreamlike state heightened into gasping intensity. His tongue was hot and wet, rolling over her like he was well familiar with the map of her body and knew exactly where he wanted to go. All she had to do was hold on for the erotic ride.
But holding on wasn’t going to be easy, because he had her right there, hanging off a cliff and ready to plunge into the fires of ecstasy. All she had to do was fall.
She fell, losing control of her senses, feeling only the thrilling pleasure of soaring through her climax. Kal held on to her while she shuddered and rolled through the most magnificent sensations until she felt as if she were floating.
Then he was right there, pulling her to face him, his cock sliding into her while she was still pulsing from her orgasm.
“You haven’t screamed my name yet,” he said, withdrawing and easing back into her, making her take a breath. It was as if every sensation was heightened. When she didn’t think she could feel anything after those two mind-blistering orgasms, he had her rising again, climbing again, ready to take that plunge one more time.
“I never scream.”
“We’ll see.”
He rocked against her, ground against her, and her body heated with every stroke. He swept her sweat-soaked hair away from her neck and licked her skin, possessing her in a way she’d never been possessed before, taking her mouth in a deep, soulful kiss that felt less like sex and more as if he were trying to tell her without words that she belonged to him, and that he belonged to her, that they were forging some kind of bond together with every movement they made.
Or maybe this was all some fantasy concocted by her sex-soaked brain, and it all just felt like she was on another level with him in this moment because he’d wrung everything out of her.
But then he pushed her onto her back and made eye contact with her as he moved within her. And the way he looked at her, his eyes so clear, the emotion so present, she was sure it wasn’t a fantasy, and she was certain what she felt was way more than sex.
He grasped her hand as he began to drive harder, and she lost all sense of reality. All she could think about was reaching the climax. And when it hit, she didn’t close her eyes or bury her face in his shoulder. She kept focus on his face, letting him see what he’d done to her, letting him see how she felt in the moment. And when he came, he looked at her and she could swear he’d bared everything to her right then.
It was a heart-hitting power she’d never experienced before, something she felt deep in her soul.
It had been magical.
Kal collapsed on top of her and rolled over, pulling her next to him. He caressed her hair, stroked her back and kissed her face for the longest time. It was as if he had felt the same kind of power that she had felt in their lovemaking.
Or, maybe, just maybe, she had made it all up in her head and it had meant nothing at all, that it had just been sex. All she knew was she wanted to stay like this—with him—for as long as they could. And since Kal didn’t seem to be in any hurry to disengage, she was content.
But finally, he got up and went into the bathroom to dispose of the condom.