Stone’s hand slid down my backside and under my ass, where we were connected. He curled his fingers into my skin, stretching me wider and burying his cock to the base until there was nothing between us. Not even air.
So, I pressed myself against him as he guided me in a sensual grind.
All of me against all of him.
The sensation made Stone weak.
My next breath was caught in my throat.
His fingers wrapped around my jaw as he swept his tongue into my mouth, crushing me against the wall.
Flames blazed in the fireplace at his back, and winter surged through broken glass, rushing past our skin. He held me, just like this, with his cock buried deep, grinding my pussy against him. As he moved inside me slowly. In awe of me. Just like this.
Just like this.
There was an ache inside me that had never been filled, pleasure from a man. An orgasm from a man. I wanted it so badly but was terrified of what would come after, so I tried to pull away without physically pulling away.
But Stone caught my lip between his, holding our kiss through another fierce grind. He swallowed my cry as I squeezed my eyes shut, a climax scraping my nerve-endings. A warning that felt like a heart attack.
Despite all efforts, my thighs trembled.
Another cruel grind and I was ripped apart by an orgasm so severe I thought I would die from it. One that made my mouth fall open, my body jerk, and my cells pulse, stripping air from my lungs. I could have sworn that, at that moment, my soul had left me.
I saw stars. All of them.
I saw planets and moons and constellations.
I saw another life, another world outside of my own.
Stone eased himself in and out of me, stroking my orgasm until he seized up monstrously strong for a heartbeat. Then a burst of semen exploded. It was supernatural degrees hotter than the rest of him. Like when the sand spent too many hours under a scorching sun. A warm, peaceful paradise.
I looked up until my eyes caught with his.
He was already looking at my face.
Both of us stared at each other, unblinking. Not breathing.
Kane had fucked me many times but never looked at my face.
Stone was fucking looking into my eyes, and my heart was screaming.
My body collapsed.
He was holding me, but my body collapsed, if that was possible.
I didn’t know how long we stayed like this.
Trapped in each other, holding each other.
Eventually, I slid down his torso until my feet met the ground.
Stone took many unstable steps back until he sat in a chair, his chest finally letting go and heaving.
I looked down between his legs. I shouldn’t have, but I did.
The thing was wrapped in crimson gore.
It made me feel so many different things.
