My satisfied smile gets bigger. We are back at SEXCON-1.Carolina Saber, General Sex Goddess, reporting for duty.I slide my hands down to his ass and squeeze.
“Puffin, I think you might be an ass woman.”
I shrug, which isn’t awkward at all with him inside of me. “I never thought of myself as an ass woman before. But I sure do like yours. Now, move that sweet ass,Sandy, and give me all the orgasms.”
With a slap on his butt, Rand begins moving. His maddeningly slow pace doesn’t last long as I squeeze my lady garden around his dick. “Shit!”
It’s not just my twin sisters who have a TMI problem. My sister-in-law espouses the benefits of Kegels all the time. I’m suddenly glad I paid attention during all that sex talk.
Rand grabs my ankles and bends me almost in half as he braces my feet on his shoulders. It changes the angle of his penetration. Right after that, the strongest orgasm yet rocks through my body.
“Holy mother of God! Rand!”
“That’s it, puffin. Let go.”
Another orgasm chases the first. Rand stops.
“Why are you stopping?”
“You want to try something new?”
My eyes widen. “Hell yes!”
“Flip over.”
Oooh. I’ve got Bossy McBossypants now.
He pulls out. I flip over to my hands and knees. He positions his cock at the entrance of the Garden of Carolina, then pushes in an inch at a time. I grab handfuls of the comforter and wiggle backward to encourage him to move.
And he does. Slowly at first, then he picks up the pace. He reaches around to tease my clit with one hand. The other hand is squarely on my hip, holding me in place.
“So… good,” I breathe.
“I won’t last long like this, puffin,” Rand warns.
I wouldn’t either. Between the circles he draws on my clit, the fullness of him inside me, and his balls slapping against my body, it’s not long before I clench around him in my third orgasm. The orgasm he chases with his own shortly after, then collapses against me.
We lay like that for what feels like forever, then he pulls out and drags me into the bathroom to clean up.
Before I know it, he’s wrapped around me, and I can’t keep my eyes open.
“That was,” I search for words. There are none. Nothing I can say at this moment can convey how I feel. How close I feel to him. The intimacy of it.
“I know,” Rand strokes my hair and nuzzles closer.
Tears fill my eyes as I realize I’ve gone and fallen in love with Rand Kestrel.
And that doesn’t scare the shit out of me like I thought it might. For the first time in my life, things feel right.
It’s the last thought I have before drifting off to the best night’s sleep ever.
Chapter 42
“My hills are alive with the sound of post-coital bliss. And breakfast.”
-Carolina
I slowly wake in the giant penthouse bed. Stretching my arms over my head, I feel like singing. Like Snow White, Ariel, and other Disney princesses-type of singing.
