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The stars are back and dancing in my blood again, spreading from that point of contact between us, fizzing in my veins and making me start to lose track of who I am or where I am, or what the world around me is. I begin to lift my hips to meet his, desperate to have him all the way inside, the place where it feels most right like he’s always belonged there and we’ve only just realized it.
I run my hands over his chest, his thickly corded arms, as his hands seek out my nipples, squeeze my breasts, sending extra jolts of pleasure running through me. I hear a loud cry and realize it came from my own mouth, realize that I’m unable to stop it from happening again and again as he thrusts and moves inside of me. I can only think about the fact that I want more, more, more –
And then Tommy’s driving deep against a spot somewhere inside of me that makes the stars dance in front of my eyes, not just in my veins, and I can’t see or think or hear anything but –
My body seems to explode and then dissolve, bursting into color, into pleasure pure, waves of it splashing through all of my veins and every single part of me down to the end of each strand of hair, and I lay for a moment completely dumbstruck, only dimly aware of Tommy shuddering and crying out above me before he drops to his elbows, head hanging down, beaded with sweat.Chapter SeventeenTommyIt takes me a long moment before I can move again, reluctantly pulling away from Carina to collapse onto the bed at her side. That was intense, a knee-buckling wave of pleasure spurred on by the feel of her coming around me, tightening and squeezing on me until I had no choice but to let go, filling her with my seed. Looking at her face, glowing and happy, I know it must have been the same for her. Intense – magical. More than we could have dreamed of.
And I know why. Because only Carina could ever have been able to do that for me. My Carina. Mine, now, and always.
When we’ve both regained our breath enough to speak, I drape a hand across her stomach, pulling her just a little closer so that I can kiss her hair and bury my nose against it. “My Carina,” I say out loud, just because I love the sound of it and the feel of it on my tongue.
She makes a small, satisfied sound in the back of her throat, nestling against me just a little more. “That was amazing,” she says.
“For me, too,” I agree. I slowly trail a finger down between her legs, to feel the stickiness where I filled her with my seed. The very thought sends another burst of desire through me. I haven’t felt this agile since I was in my twenties, how can I be ready to go again? And yet, I feel myself hardening again, as Carina moans and wiggles her hips against my exploring finger.
“Do it again,” she whispers, so breathy I can barely be sure I understood her.
“What do you want me to do?” I ask, even though I think I know – I just want to hear it.
“T-take me again,” Carina says, clearer this time.
I get out of the bed faster than it might have been thought possible, hard, and throbbing for her again, and come around to her side. I grin at her confused look as I grab her by the hand and pull her towards me, then towards the window.
“Stand up against the glass,” I command, pushing her forward until her breasts touch the cool surface. She shudders at the cool touch on her sensitive skin, and I take advantage of the moment to reach down and lift one of her knees, resting my hand underneath it as support.
“What are you doing?” Carina asks.
I take a second to savor the moment, like this, her body pressed against the glass and her leg raised, she would be completely exposed if someone were to walk by. I dip my fingers inside her and find that she is just as excited by it as I am. I don’t give her any verbal reply, I line myself up with her entrance again and slowly push inside, grunting and sighing in pleasure as her wet heat envelops me again.
And it is beautiful, the sight of her in front of me, rocking against the glass more and more with each thrust, but then pushing her own hips back, trying to fill herself with me. She pants and cries out at the enhanced sensation this angle provides, letting me get so deep inside her I have to roll my head back and think of something else to hold back from filling her immediately. Slowly I snake my free hand around to massage and rub her exactly where she seemed to like it the most yesterday until she’s panting and exclaiming loud ‘Ohs’ with each thrust.
