“Yes,” he croaked.
She lowered herself onto him, and the sight of her body gripping him as she eased her slick downwards was almost enough to have him explode. He gritted his teeth and kept still as she settled onto his lap as far as she could take him.
“Fuck, you’re so thick.” She moaned, head thrown back and her eyes closed. She lifted a little and eased herself down again, both of them crying out as pleasure shot through them. He lost all sense of time as she lifted up and down, taking him a little deeper each time until she sat fully on his lap, his cock entirely sheathed within her.
“Domik?” she panted, barely audible.
“Yes?” He sat up, sliding one hand around her to her close to him, his palm between her shoulder blades. His other hand slid between them to tease her clit.
“Oh, fuck! You feel so good,” she cried out.
“Play with yourself,” he demanded and smiled when she obeyed without question, sliding her much smaller hand between them to strum her clit.
He pulled his hand free and rested it on her hip before giving an experimental thrust up into her. She moaned, her short nails biting into his shoulder. He felt her hand between them moving over herself, brushing against the base of his cock as he slid partway out, before sliding back home.
His chest felt like it would explode, his heart was so full. “You are the light of the dawn, the first flowers in spring,” he said against her hair.
She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling and her mouth falling open in an o as she tightened around him.
“My heart is yours, Clodagh,” he said, his voice rough.
“I love you, Dom,” she said, throwing her head back and gasping as she gave a little cry of pleasure.
“That’s it, little sun. Let go. I’ll always be here to catch you. You and me. Always.”
As if his words had freed her, she shattered around him, Domik following her to his own climax. Panting, he flopped backward on the bed and slid from her body. He tucked her against his chest and smiled down at the woman who meant so much to him.
She laughed, pushing a sweat-slicked lock of hair back from his forehead. “So, what now?”
He smiled, lifting a hand to her cheek. “Now we live our life.”
