Page 121 of Hold Me Until Morning

His goodness great.

And what expanded in my chest became overwhelming.

Joy.

Warmth.

The unfurling of something brand new.

A rebirth.

I should be terrified of it. The way it swelled and inflated and billowed through my spirit while the magic he whipped me into gathered to a pinpoint.

My belly tight, each brush of his tongue driving me to a place where I’d likely want to exist forever.

It was reckless, going there, but I was already climbing toward that destination.

He pushed his fingers deep, turning them as he used his other hand to press down on the lower part of my belly. He raked his fingers somewhere deep as his tongue swirled and licked.

I splintered then.

A shattering of pleasure as I blew.

I came apart like rays of sunlight spearing into the sky the second the sun breaks the horizon.

Gold, glittering streaks. Fireworks of pinks and blues.

I throbbed around his fingers as bliss streaked through my body.

Rolling and rolling and rolling.

He slowed though he didn’t stop, the man dragging the orgasm out because he knew exactly how to take care of me, just like he’d promised.

I chanted his name, no sense to be found, only the bright light that sparked behind my eyes and the sensation that swept me away.

Rapture.

Release.

A bittersweet sort of heaven that I knew would soon be ripped from under my feet.

We both had to know this wouldn’t last.

Before I could make sense of it, he crawled onto the bed and planted both hands on either side of my head.

He hovered over me as he angled down and took my mouth in a mind-bending kiss.

It was rough and demanding and in an instant had me spun up again.

He swallowed the needy sounds that continued to crawl up my throat as I continued to vibrate beneath him.

Ripples of pleasure that tingled and danced.

He kept me there until the aftershocks wore off, then he started to peck little kisses to my mouth.

“I told you I was going to have to gag you.” He left the tease all over my lips. I could feel his smile woven underneath.

And my chest expanded again, and I knew it was affection sprouting and looking for a place to take root.

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