“Me neither,” I breathed.
He bent down and took a nipple in his mouth, biting down in a sharp, crisp clamp of delicious pain at the same time as he thrust into me.
I came, then. Hard and fast and bucking under him, screaming with pleasure so unheard of I felt myself almost blacking out with it.
He released at that moment, his hot seed shooting into me. He arched his back as he pumped me full. We were slick with it.
Then he collapsed onto me, breathing hard. He rolled onto his back, taking me with him so I was on top.
“Jesus fucking Christ, Chelsea,” was all he managed, his chest heaving.
I had no words at all.