Her knees fell apart, stretching her hips wider, and then her pussy.
Her eyes found the ceiling and she swore she saw stars overhead.
“That’s my love,” he brushed his cheek against the side of her breasts and the hair of his beard… was another sexy caress against her skin. “That’s…mon coeur.” He said the same words as Marie, but there was no mistaking the feeling, the emotion behind them.
This was all about them.
About this burgeoning intimacy between them.
He started to slide his fingers inside of her.
Long, stretching slides that she ached to meet, lifting her hips.
He chuckled against her skin.
“Yes… yours.” Her words tumbled from her lips.
“Open, Harmony. For me.”
She felt her joints stretch as he pressed into her even farther.
“Stars,” she groaned, “I feel like I can see stars.”
Crois lifted his head up. “Baby, before we’re done, you’re going to see the whole damn galaxy.”
“Promises…” she panted, “promises.”
“Hold on…”
He picked up his speed.
A little here.
A little more there.
And soon, his fingers were pushing into her like a piston and the soft squish of her desire reached her ears.
“Damn it, Harmony… you’re so wet.”
“I… I need.”
She let go of one hand in the sheets and grasped for his wrist.
“Crois… “
He stopped for a heartbreaking moment. “What? What did you call me?”
Her eyes locked on his and a low, keening moan rolled off of her tongue.
“Sin…I need you.”
“Come for me, Honey… give it to me once on my fingers.”
Her eyes closed and her heartbeat stuttered.
He moved his hand and his thumb found her clit.
He circled his thumb around it and then pressed lightly against the side of it.
