Page 244 of The Wright Man

She came hard. Screamed my name. Legs shaking. Back arched. I kissed her thighs, whispered praise into her skin as she floated through it.

But I wasn't done.

Before she could fully recover, I plunged two fingers into her. No warning. No buildup.

"Ahh— Fuck!" She hissed. Tried to squeeze her legs closed.

"Uh-uh. You thought we were done?"

"Maleek—"

"You think I brought all this just for one?"

I turned the toy back on. Placed it right back on her clit while I finger-fucked her deep, slow.

"That's my girl," I murmured. "Taking everything I give you. So fuckin' pretty like this. Can't even see me, and you still trust me with all of it."

She broke again. Second orgasm crashing over her.

"I know, baby. I got you. Let go."

I didn't stop. Took her past it. Then a third one.

She was gone. Babbling. Broken. Voice hoarse from screaming.

"One more," I demanded.

"I can't—"

"Yes the fuck you can." I said. She always started trying to run after the third or fourth one. "Stop playing with me. Gimme one more."

I shifted down. Kept the toy right where it was. Curled my fingers inside her, then flicked my tongue over her clit, hard and fast, at the same time as the vibrator buzzed away.

Her body locked up. Then shattered.

"Fuuuuck..." She sobbed. Loud. Unrestrained.

"That's it. Let it out. Let it all out."

I let her come down slow. Kissed her thighs. Her hips. Whispered soft things into her skin until her shaking stopped.

I untied her wrists gently. Kissed each one. Pulled the blindfold off slow.

Her eyes were glazed. Mascara streaked. But she was smiling. Dazed and fucked senseless.

"I can't feel my fucking legs, Maleek," she muttered.

I laughed with her. "Means I did it right."

I handed her a water bottle. Let her sip while I went to run her a bath. When it was ready, I scooped her up—boneless and glowing—and carried her there.

She melted into the water with a satisfied moan. I stayed nearby. Washed her hair. Massaged her scalp until she leaned into my hands like she was boneless.

Goddamn, this woman was everything.

As I kissed her temple, I couldn't stop the thought:

If this is what the foreplay feels like... What the fuck is it gonna be like when we finally go all the way?