She screams, a high, piercing sound of ecstasy.
Her back arches off the bed, her body convulsing, her inner walls clamping down on my fingers in a series of frantic spasms.
I ride her through it, my tongue and fingers never ceasing their movements, prolonging the pleasure, drawing it out until she is a limp, quivering mass in my arms, her body trembling uncontrollably.
I slowly withdraw my fingers, and she whimpers at the loss.
I crawl up her body and press my lips to hers in a soft, dreamy kiss.
She kisses me back with a dazed sweetness that is a stark contrast to the wild desperation from just moments before.
I pull back and look down at her.
Her eyes are closed, her lips parted, her face flushed a beautiful, rosy pink.
She is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
I wait, my heart pounding in my chest, for her to look at me.
A few moments pass.
Finally, her eyelids flutter open.
She looks up at me, her eyes heavy-lidded, dazed, a soft gray-green in the dim light of the room.
She looks like she's just woken up from the most incredible dream.
"Is this about where your dreams end,cara?" I murmur softly.
The corners of her mouth lift in a slow, sleepy smile.
"This," she says and lets out a deep sigh, "is nothing like my dreams."
My cock, which had been a constant, demanding ache, hardens to an almost painful degree at her words.
I have never seen a woman come so hard, so completely. It was a beautiful, terrifying, awe-inspiring thing to witness.
It's not enough.
I want more.
I want to be inside her.
I need to be inside her.
Chapter Eleven
Victoria
My mind is a fog. A warm, hazy, blissful fog.
My body is heavy and languid.
I have never felt so... relaxed.
So... sated.
I have never had an orgasm like that.
