Page 156 of The Love Position

‘Ah!’ His hips jerked reflexively, his cock thrusting deep inside her. ‘Sophia!’

She cried out at the sharp pleasure, locking her legs around the back of his, her arms around his waist to hold him in place.

‘God, Sophia!’

Drawing in a laboured breath, Isaac stared at her, his pupils overrunning the irises till only an edge of emerald remained.

Through her glistening tears, he was shining like an angel.

She smiled to reassure him, her heart overflowing. ‘I love you, Isaac. Every part of me loves every part of you.’

Cradling her face, he gently wiped the corners of her eyes with his thumbs. ‘I love you.’ His lips brushed hers. ‘God, I love you.’

He kissed her again and Sophia slanted her head, opening to him, her tongue tangling with his and sending shivers of light down to dance with the heavy beat of pleasure in her pussy.

As Isaac’s cock slowly withdrew, she pulled back, then snapped her hips forward to meet his as he thrust.

Tearing her mouth from his, she gasped. ‘Oh… Oh my god, yes!’

He did it again, his gaze roaming her face, as if drinking in every breath, every tremble, every cry.

His expression, the emotion behind it, and the hard heat of his body on her, filling her, was all-encompassing.

Isaac, Isaac, Isaac, her mind repeated like a mantra. He was her everything, taking every layer of her being, from the solid to the ephemeral to places she could never have believed possible.

He thrust rhythmically, circling his hips into hers, grinding against her clit, stoking the flame of her orgasm. It was building deep inside her, a white-hot, molten pressure, with enough power behind it to break her apart.

But she welcomed it. Wanted it. She was safe within Isaac’s storm, running towards the point of no return, knowing he would be with her, keeping her safe even as she dissolved into bliss.

This time there were no visions, no out-of-body experiences. The love they shared, the knowledge that they were truly together, was enough.

Trembling with emotion, breathing faster and faster, Sophia clung to him, her eyes anchored to his as the blinding force of her climax bore down on her.

With one last, frantic gasp, she cried Isaac’s name.

Then the wave hit, crashing through her, stealing her breath, her vision. She was rolling, tumbling in a boiling surf of sensation and light.

Isaac pounded faster. The feelings of him losing control pushed her orgasm on and on, swells of pleasure sweeping through her as he fell into his own release with a tortured cry.

Clutching his shuddering body to hers, the feelings continued, flooding every cell, rippling across her skin, ringing in her ears. Her lungs laboured to get air in and out fast enough, her fingertips tingling and stars flashing behind her eyes.

Isaac collapsed to the bed beside her, his arms still wrapped around her.

Sophia pressed her lips against the hot, damp skin of his neck, feeling his wild pulse, hearing the rush of his breath as if he’d just sprinted a marathon.

Warm honey ran through her veins, an oxytocin glow suffusing her with utter contentment.

Turning on his side to face her, Isaac’s mouth met hers. His kisses were long, sweet and soulful, inundating her heart with love.

This man…

Happiness bubbled up, escaping with a giggle.

Isaac drew back, an eyebrow arched.

‘I don’t think I’ve ever been happier,’ she said.

His smile shone brighter than the sun. ‘Me neither.’

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