’m soaring then falling giddily at the same time,
plunging to the Earth. I can hold on no more, and I scream
as my body convulses and climaxes at the overwhelming
fullness. As my body explodes, I’m nothing but sensation
—everywhere. Christian releases first one and then the
other clamp, causing my nipples to sing with a surge of
sweet, sweet painful feeling, but it’s oh-so-good and
causing my orgasm, this orgasm, to go on and on. His
finger stays where it is, gently easing in and out.
“Argh!” I cry out, and Christian wraps himself around
me, holding me, as my body continues to pulse mercilessly
inside.
“No!” I shout again, pleading, and this time he tugs the
vibrator out of me, and his finger, too, as my body
continues to convulse.
He unstraps one of the cuffs so that my arms fall
forward. My head lolls on his shoulder, and I am lost, lost
to all this overwhelming sensation. I’m all shattered breath,
exhausted desire and sweet, welcome oblivion.
exhausted desire and sweet, welcome oblivion.
Vaguely, I’m aware that Christian lifts me, carries me
over to the bed, and lays me down on the cool satin
sheets. After a moment, his hands, still oiled, gently rub the
backs of my thighs, my knees, my calves, and my
shoulders. I feel the bed dip as he stretches out beside me.
He pulls the mask off, but I don’t ha一ve the energy to
open my eyes. Finding my braid he undoes the hair tie and
leans forward, kissing me softly on my lips. Only my
erratic breathing disturbs the silence in the room and
steadies as I float gently back to Earth. The music has
stopped.
“So beautiful,” he murmurs.
When I persuade one eye to open, he’s gazing down
at me, smiling softly.
“Hi,” he says. I manage a grunt in response, and his
smile broadens. “Rude enough for you?”
I nod and give him a reluctant grin. Jeez, any ruder and
I’d ha一ve to spank the pair of us.
“I think you’re trying to kill me,” I mutter.
“Death by orgasm.” He smirks. “There are worse
ways to go,” he says but then frowns ever so slight
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