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I stop.
“No, don’t stop,” she yells, squeezing my dick a little too aggressively.
I smile, fisting her hair, introducing another finger. Her eyes pop open, and I watch as she fights to keep them on me, my massaging thumb slipping beautifully around her swollen nub of screaming nerves. “Easy,” I whisper as her face twists, her hand becoming clumsy as she tries to concentrate on me and herself. Her nails drag down my chest, my teeth gritting to sustain the pain, her face too beautiful to stop this. “Are you coming, my love?”
“Oh God.” She collapses forward, forcing me to pull her back out by her hair. She looks high on ecstasy, her head dropped back, her hand on my shaft beginning to hurt more than pleasure me. I knock it away, walk her to a wall to hold her up, and take over myself. Her eyes snap open, her hands grabbing my biceps. I hiss, and she quickly releases her clench around my wound. I feel beads of sweat start to trickle down my temple as I work us both to the finish line, my jaw beginning to ache. One Pearl becomes two, and in a moment of pure euphoria, I hear only her pants, see only the glint in her green eyes, feel only the intense sensations rippling through my body.
Everything else disappears.
I come all over her stomach as she comes all over my hand, we both cry out, and I collapse forward, squeezing myself, hissing at the intensity as she grips and releases my fingers, gasping for breath. Fuck. “Okay?” I wheeze, my eyes on the floor. I slowly pull my fingers out of her pussy and her panties, and pull my head back to look at her. This look on Pearl? Incredible.
“My legs feel wobbly.”
I can feel her heart hammering along with mine. “Weak at the knees for me?”
She peeks up, unable to hide her smile. And I just have to kiss her. Softly. Slowly.
“I needed that,” I whisper, finally letting go of my dick.
Pearl looks down her front to the mess I’ve made, my spunk trickling down her leg. I grab a cloth and kneel, catching the trail and wiping up to her stomach, around, and across her boobs. “It went nowhere near my chest,” she says, giving me a playful dirty look.
“It didn’t?” I pout, reaching for one and cupping it. “And I thought I was a good shot.”
She bursts into laughter, forced to reach for my chest to hold herself up, and I can do no more than support her while she falls apart, smiling. Because her laughter, her smiles, bring me immeasurable contentment. “You done?” I ask, looking down at her head, feeling her body jerk.
“Yes,” she says, assertive, moving away from my chest. I admire the beautiful mess of her face—her hair stuck to her wet cheeks, her nose red, her lashes wet and sticky. Gorgeous.
“You sure?”
She’s off again, collapsing forward, laughing her fucking tits off as she clings on to my front. I snake an arm around her lower back and look at us in the mirror. Me holding her up. Supporting her.
No longer alone.
“I’m sorry,” she wheezes, out of breath, attempting once again to face me, the odd giggle escaping. She’s sorry? “I’m okay now.” Her lips press together, trying to hold back an encore of laughter.
“Shall we have that bath?”
Her nod is jerky, her lips becoming white, her cheeks red. She’s going to burst a fucking blood vessel soon.
“Let it out,” I order, and she breaks out all over again, complete, uncontrollable laughter. It’s a vision, a sound I adore, but it also makes me wonder when the last time she laughed so freely was. I hold her, reaching for the tub and feeling at the water, wincing when freezing cold water hits my hot skin. I look at the tap, seeing I’ve turned the damn thing the wrong way. “Shit.” I reach for the plug to drain it as Pearl laughs like a hyena in my arms, but I pause for thought, looking down at the back of her head. I smile. Leave the plug where it is.
Pick Pearl up and lower her into the water.
Her intake of breath is ear-piercing. “Oh my God, Brad!” Water splashes everywhere as I release her and get out of the way of her flailing arms and legs. “Fuck!” She shoots up and I briefly admire the puckering of her nipples before I’ve got freezing cold water being splashed at me.
My arms come up, like they can protect me from her attack. “Pearl,” I yell over my laugh. Fuck, that really is cold. “Pearl, stop it.”
“You arsehole!”
I move in, seizing her around the waist, and she screams as she falls over my shoulder, sending more water everywhere.
“Brad! Oh my God!”
I jolt when she slaps my ass. “Calm down.” I chuckle.
“I’m so cold!”
I face the mirror, lowering her to her feet, and turn her toward it too. Her eyes find mine as I crouch behind her and drag her wet panties down. She lifts one foot. Then the other. I slide my palm up her inside thigh, watching her chest expand. Slipping two fingers into her sex, I smile playfully. “Not so cold here.” The heat of her sucks me in for a moment as I rise and free her of my touch.
