“Mm.” I snuggled closer, wrapping my arms around him, luxuriating in his warmth. “Are you okay?”
“I’m better now,” he replied, letting out a slow breath. “I just needed you like this, where only I can hurt you.”
I hugged him tighter. “No one else will hurt me.”
“Well, Miz probably will when he gets his wand back.”
I groaned. The offending vibrator was now turned off. “I need five to eight business days to recover from that thing.”
I felt his smile against my forehead. “I watched your mind melt. It was captivating.”
“Dick.” I took another breath, filling my lungs, settling back into my body after so many orgasms. “Tor?”
“Yes, beautiful?”
“Can you—stay tonight? I need… I don’t want you to let go.”
His kiss lingered for longer this time, soothing me. “I’m not going anywhere.” His fingers pressed into the back of my neck. “Not for a fucking second. Now tell me what else you need. I’m all about aftercare, sweetheart.”
I rested my head on his shoulder, still blissfully calm. “Can you stroke my back?”
“My fucking pleasure.” His fingers began caressing up and down instantly, and I groaned, sinking into him.
But speaking of pleasure… “You didn’t get to come.”
“I got everything I needed, Cat. Some things are more important than finding release. What you gave me was soul-deep.”
I still wanted to make him come, but maybe it might be better when I could still feel my pussy… I’d come so many times I was numb.
“Sleep,” he soothed, kissing the top of my head. “I’ve got you.”
I didn’t fight him, and I slipped into the soft darkness of sleep easily, wrapped up in safety.
CHAPTER THIRTY
TOR
This woman was trying to fucking kill me. As if the dozen orgasms I gave her last night weren’t enough, she woke me with the hot suction of her pussy sinking down my shaft and sent me to heaven. She didn’t stop until my eyes rolled back and I came so hard cum spilled out of her, leaving her with a very smug expression that suited her so much I determined to put it on her face every morning.
“I don’t think so,” I grumbled as she moved off me, snapping my arm around her waist. “Leaving without cuddling is illegal.”
Cat laughed, her eyes soft and a little hazy, like reality hadn’t settled its heavy weight around her yet. “In what country is that illegal?”
“Mine,” I muttered, rolling onto my side and pulling her back into me.
“You’re still inside me,” she pointed out.”
“Mm.” My eyes were already dropping shut. “Gimme a few minutes and you’ll see why I’m still inside you.”
She throbbed around me. I smirked even if the rippling of her muscles around my cock was sweet torture so soon after coming.
“You’re really pretty when your eyes roll back,” she told me, turning her head to kiss my shoulder.
The compliment hit me like a ray of buttery sunlight after a night of full dark. “Right back at you, beautiful.” I clamped a hand around her hip when she rolled her ass back into me in shallow thrusts. “Temptress.”
“You called me pretty and beautiful in the same breath; can you blame me for wanting more of you?”
I slit an eye open, adjusting to the sunlight streaming through the small window of her room. The whole room smelled like sex and brought a smile to my lips. “So, compliments make you horny.”