She may have blanked out for a few minutes after her hard orgasm.
The rays of the moon softly provided light, allowing her to see Sorin.
She wasn’t sure if it was a play off the low lighting, but Sorin’s eyes appeared unnaturally black. She blinked, and suddenly the darkness was gone.
What the hell was that?
Was it just a figment of her imagination?
Sorin’s hands slid along her torso and cupped her breasts, and she forgot everything.
“I need you again, Athena,” he murmured, then his tongue bathed her pebbled nipple.
A whimper broke from her when he sucked more of her breast into his mouth.
“Sorin,” she gasped.
She rotated her hips, and his hard length pulsed inside her. Her head fell back as she rode him.
Moisture slipped from her core at the tugging on her breasts. He slipped farther inside with each thrust.
Never before had she ever had a lover who climaxed and then minutes later was ready to go.
It is almost unhumanlike.
Sorin released her breast, and his hands skimmed her torso and rested on her hips, guiding her up and down on his thick cock.
“Yes,” he hissed.
He increased their pace, and Athena was barely able to hold on. Sorin was working her body like no one before him. This act would be a hard one to follow.
He was practically ruining her for the next one.
Next one?
Deep inside, Athena didn’t want anyone else.
She didn’t understand what this was between them. And at the moment, she wasn’t going to try to figure it out.
“Sorin,” she groaned again. It was the only word she could formulate.
A growl ripped through the air, and it barely registered in her brain that it had come from Sorin.
He sat up and gathered her close, pressing her breasts against his chest. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on.
Their faces were mere inches from each other. He closed the gap between them and claimed her lips. She angled her head to the side while the kiss deepened.
The sensations of her next orgasm raced toward her. Her hips had a mind of their own as they rotated.
Sorin’s tongue swept into her mouth, dueling with her tongue. She returned the kiss with the burning desire that was harbored in her chest for Sorin. He tore his lips from hers and trailed kisses along her jawline to her neck. His tongue slid over her skin, and she cried out from the sucking sensation on her throat.
He slammed her down harder on his length, and his cock hit just the right spot.
Her body detonated.