“God…” He choked on the word as every muscle in his body turned to iron and he exploded, shuddering spasms of release thundering through his cock and erupting in a milky stream of his seed.
It dappled Charis’ thigh, glittering pools of pearlescent liquid shooting hotly onto her pale skin.
She held her breath, her stillness an indication of her attention to his orgasm, her mouth slightly open, her eyes wide and staring at his body as it released itself beneath her grasp.
Finally, as he softened, she looked up at him. “That was quite the most incredible thing I’ve ever seen.”
He struggled for air and words. “Really?”
She nodded. “Oh yes. Without question. Thank you for sharing it with me.”
Oblivious to the somewhat bedraggled state they were now both enduring, she snuggled into his arms and rested her head on his shoulder. “We’re so different in this. Men and women. But the pleasures are probably close to being the same, aren’t they?”
He smiled at her tiny yawn as he considered her question and listened to his pulse as it returned to something approaching normal. “I can’t answer that. I only know that it’s about as perfect a sensation as there is in this world, sweetheart.”
There was no answer.
He pulled his head back to look at her face. She was sound asleep.
