Page 505 of Coal Hearts

With a moan, I broke our kiss and sat upright.

Henri didn’t let me get far.

Chasing me, catching me, he wrapped his vicious arms around me and did something I never expected.

He hugged me.

Violently, wickedly.

He crushed me with pain and possession and pleasure.

Binding me to him, he found my lips again, and when he kissed me...the world ended.

He licked me. Fucked me. Suffocated me.

He squeezed me to him as if intent on breaking all my ribs with his depraved embrace.

His arms screamed danger. His thrusts delivered bliss. His kiss utterly destroyed me.

I trembled as he invaded my body with dominance and delirium.

And...something happened.

My mind went achingly quiet. All premonitions and warnings blanked out.

Nothing else mattered but us.

Together.

As one.

That strange kind of meditative quality from our last kiss cloaked my mind all over again. Like falling stars. Like breaking dawn. Like the best kind of sleep and dream and fantasy.

I descended into it.

I relaxed as everything became gossamer and gauzy while somehow becoming intensely carnal. Exquisite eroticism feathered out from where we were joined, seeping into my veins, and flowing through my bloodstream like pure light.

Each thrust echoed with miniature earthquakes in my bones.

Aftershocks rippled again and again in my heart.

The longer he plunged inside me, the deeper the sensations became.

I lost track of where I ended, and he started. Our breathing synced, panting and wild directly into each other’s lungs.

In a rush of tingling, shimmering pleasure, my physical form dropped away, and I swore our souls weaved together.

I felt him.

All of him.

The dark spots of his childhood. The black shadows of his present. Our energies coiled and knotted, binding us together as our pace increased and his hug tightened, and I spiralled up and up and touched that blinding supernova where all rapture manifested.

I cried out as he took me so hard, so completely.

I sucked on his bottom lip as I begged him to come.

But...as wonderous and as euphoric as this moment was...I couldn’t trip over that final edge. A barrier prevented me. The final hurdle before flying free.