Page 51 of An Adventure For Aster

His hands fell away and grabbed her hips. As if he sensed that she was getting there.

Her arms went around his neck, their mouths met again in a feverish kiss, and all else left her mind.

He was lifting her as fast as she was sitting down. Their wet bodies below were making noises in the room like never before.

Maybe it was a touch of erotic in her mind fueling her.

When she got to the top of the peak, she felt herself start to tumble down in the most glorious fall of throbbing and pulsing.

Then she felt him coming right with her, hugging her tight. Their kissing had ended and it was just the two of them embracing on her tiny couch while they experienced the ultimate pleasure two people could reach.

It was on the tip of her tongue to say she loved him, but she knew it might be too soon.

Or too cliché to do it right now.

Her head went to his shoulder and she took a few deep breaths.

“How are you feeling?” she asked him.

“Pretty relaxed,” he said. “You?”

“The same. Between all the food today and that release, I want to stay like this all night and sleep.”

Her eyes were shut and she found herself yawning.

“Wrap your legs around me,” he said, standing up.

“Where are we going?”

“The bathroom and then I’ll carry you to bed,” he said.

“You’re going to trip on your jeans,” she said.

“I kicked them off,” he said.

She’d felt him moving his legs around minutes ago but didn’t think much of it.

“Okay,” she said. No reason to argue when she didn’t feel she had the strength to do much more than let him take care of her.

He walked to her bathroom, their bodies still joined and she actually felt herself getting worked up again. Guess she had more energy than she thought for that.

He set her on her feet in the bathroom and then turned to take the condom off. She shut the door in his face so she could pee and then opened it and he wasn’t anywhere around.

He appeared quickly with all their clothes in his hands. He picked her up. She found it utterly sweet.

Their clothes were tossed on the chair in her room and he reached his hands out to pick her back up the way he carried her there. She thought he was joking but wasn’t going to turn it down.

He actually brought her to her bed and laid her down after shifting the sheets out of the way and covering them both.

She snuggled into his side. “Am I being too needy when I do this?” she asked.

“No,” he said. “Maybe I like it.”

“Good,” she said. “I like it a lot.” She wiggled some more in his arms, let out a sigh, closed her eyes and didn’t remember anything else after that.

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LUCKY BASTARD

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