Just a few more. Once. Twice. Three times. Her grip on me tightened until it felt like she was strangling my dick.
“Dylan!” she called out as she went over. Her sex clenched around my fingers and tremored with her keening wail. And after a moment, she went lax above me.
I grinned into her folds. She didn’t exactly smother me, but you wouldn’t be hearing me complaining about it if it’d happened.
Gently, I pulled my fingers free and collapsed back on her pillow with a sigh. I might have a crick in my neck tomorrow, but I didn’t give a shit. I was so fucking happy. I hadn’t even come yet, but the satisfaction I felt at sending her over the edge was almost as good as.
Eh, that was an exaggeration. There was nothing like sliding inside, feeling that tight wet heat… I groaned as my dick flexed on its own.
“Your turn,” Indy murmured, swinging off of my body to burrow between my thighs.
“We can rest if you need to,” I protested weakly as she took me deep in her mouth again.
Christ, this vision might just be my favorite—Indy holding my dick as she swallowed me deep, her eyes focused on mine with that satiated glow about her.
At this rate, it wouldn’t take long to finish me off.
I reached down and threaded my fingers in her hair just behind her ear. I didn’t want to control the depth or pace she took—I just wanted more contact.
She swallowed me down, her lips skimming down my length until I felt the head tap the back of her throat. She gulped and pulled me free. Over and over again. Her pace picked up and I felt a tightening in my balls as I got close.
“Indy,” I groaned. “I’m gonna…” My ability to talk failed me. I wanted to warn her, to let her know she didn’t have to swallow, but I couldn’t form the words.
One more gulp, and I lost it.
My hand fisted in her hair and my body convulsed as I went over.
And Indy kept her lips around me the whole time.
After a moment, she pulled away, her breath coming in huge panting gulps.
“Holy shit. Did you swallow?”
She blinked up at me and nodded timidly.
“Fuck me. Just when I think you can’t get any hotter. Get up here.” I reached down and pulled her up until she lay next to me with her head resting on my chest.
I sighed happily and kissed the top of her head.
She hummed, and I could hear the smile in her hum. I grinned too.
Life was pretty damned good.
“Can we do that again?” she asked, still burrowed into my side.
I laughed. “Sure, sweetheart. But you gotta give me a minute or two for refractory time.”
“I don’t think I need one of those.”
“Your wish is my command.”
And she squealed as I pinned her to the bed under me.
Round two coming right up.
Epilogue
Indy
