Page 35 of Let it Breathe
I moved my hips, rocking back and forth with short movements. My body, my core, my being was on the edge of exploding, and from the strain on his face and his labored breathing, so was he.
"Please, keep doing that," he said. His gaze locked on mine.
I squeezed harder with my core and tried to grip him as he moved inside me. Donovan grabbed my hips and moved me back and forth harder and faster. It was so fast, too fast. I wanted to experience the release but didn't want it to end too soon. I closed my eyes, but it made the pleasure more intense and raw. I opened my eyes and found Donovan staring at me, into my soul. He dragged my pleasure out of me.
At some point, we were no long in control. Our bodies moved together, as one, ready to crash into a wave of pleasure. We both cried out and clung to each other like a lifeline, riding it out. My body bucked and twitched, and Donovan's arms wrapped around me tight, pressing me into him. I squeezed tight, wanting him to feel what I felt.
When our bodies relaxed into a beautiful buzz, drunk off our sex, I awkwardly rolled off him onto my side, my leg draped over him.
It took a moment for me to catch my breath. I ran my hand across his chest. His body shivered as my palms grazed his nipples. They were as sensitive as mine were after sex. I placed my hand over his heart, hoping it would guide my own to calm down.
Donovan laced his fingers in mine, pulled my hand to his mouth, and kissed it. He dragged it over his head and behind his head and rested on my forearm. I leaned my head on his shoulders and rode it out the rest of the way.
"Hey," I said.
He turned toward me.
"What are the little voices saying now?"
"Oh, you knocked them both out." He kissed me hard.
I groaned as he pulled away much too soon.
"They're both just happy to be along for the ride."
