as well as his magnificent control. She’d never been with a man as skilled and creative as this one. He lowered one hand to rest on her thigh. A second later, his fingers began to toy with her clit as she began to squirm again.
It was too much. She cried out when the exploration turned to a firm tapping, right on that little button that set her off like a skyrocket. A ragged sound tore from her throat as she came for him, just as he’d wanted. The look on his face was one of triumph mixed with dominance and an iron-hard will.
Something else was iron-hard, too, and she nearly cried when he pulled it out. Then he flipped her. Those big hands positioned her to his liking, coaxing her up to rest on her elbows, her hands still bound in front of her, her ass in the air as he knelt behind her.
He didn’t wait for her to come down from her climax, he simply slid into her contracting channel, still quaking with desire, and pushed her higher. He began a pounding rhythm that sparked renewed interest in her greedy body. The next minutes became a blur of continual pleasure unlike anything she’d ever known. She wouldn’t have believed it if she hadn’t lived it. Xavier drew out her climax and pushed her higher still.
His rhythm was hard and fast, unrelenting and uncompromising. She pushed back against him as he used her body, giving and taking in equal measure. She screamed as she hit another peak, even higher than the last. She may have blacked out for a second, she wasn’t sure, but the orgasm seemed to go on and on.
She could feel him spasming inside her, his harsh breathing music to her ears as they reached that amazing pinnacle together. His hands tightened on her hips as they were swept away together on a tidal wave of pleasure.
Long moments later, after the delicious rigor began to dissipate, Xavier lifted away from her, disengaging gently from her swollen, well-loved body. He stretched her out on her side as he released the silk binding from her tender wrists. Without a word, he spooned her in his arms and drew the sheet over them.
The reassuring beat of his heart as it began to slow matched rhythm with hers. She felt him kiss the top of her head as she drifted away in his arms.
The next time Sarah woke up, the sun was riding low in the sky. The lovely smell of fried bacon wafted through her house and Xavier was gone from her bed. She stood and surveyed the room. The bed was a wreck, but that was to be expected. Xavier’s clothes were missing, along with his boots.
She tore the sheets off the bed and quickly remade it with fresh linens from her closet before heading to the shower. Her body was sore in places it hadn’t been sore in ages. She hugged a secret smile to herself, remembering just how they’d achieved that spectacular level of utter satiation.
She took a quick shower, already starting to feel better as she moved around. The hot water had helped a lot. No doubt her new healing abilities had also kicked in to make walking a whole heck of a lot more comfortable after the sexual calisthenics of the past few hours.
Sarah dressed in a clean uniform and sought out Xavier. She found him in the kitchen, flipping an omelet. He grinned when he caught sight of her.
“Breakfast is being served. Take a seat, mademoiselle.”
“Breakfast at four o’clock in the afternoon?” She stopped to give him a peck on the cheek before taking her place at the table.
Toast and jam had already been set out, along with a plate of cooked bacon and condiments. He’d also set two places, complete with filled juice glasses and silverware. He’d really gone all out.
“For us, it’s the start of our day and I’ve always felt breakfast food is good anytime. It’s also easy to make.” He put the finishing touches on the omelet and cut the huge thing in half with the spatula as he approached the table. He expertly slid one half of the cheesy egg concoction onto her plate and took the other for himself.
“This is fantastic. It all looks and smells so good.” She was just happy with life at the moment.
She’d spent a decadent couple of hours making love with Xavier, and at the moment, all was right with her world. The