"Max,” I gasp as she keeps on fucking me.
"I know."
"I can't stop,” I can barely speak. My body is speaking for me.
"Don't stop."
The third orgasm is a long one. It is a long low pull that stretches out along my spine and out through my fingertips and the back of my knees. I shake. My mouth is open. I am saying her name. I am sayingpleaseandyesandMaxand a word that is half a laugh and half a sob.
She slows.
She slows and she pulls out. Not all the way. Halfway. She stays inside me at the shallowest. She bends down and she kisses me through the wave. She strokes my hair back off my face. Her hand on my hip is warm and flat.
"Shh," she says. "Shh. I've got you."
"Max."
"I've got you."
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She pulls out fully.
She kisses me once. She moves down the bed.
She settles on her stomach between my thighs. She slides her hands under me, one under each thigh, and she lifts my hips a little. She turns her head and she kisses the inside of one thigh, slow, up. She does the same on the other.
She puts her mouth on me.
I make a sound I have never made.
She starts soft. She uses the flat of her tongue. She is very good at this also. She learns what I like from a count of four seconds. She stays with the thing that makes my hips push up. She slides her tongue inside me once, soft. She comes back up to my clit. She sucks it into her mouth the way she sucked my nipple, slow, and she works it with her tongue.
My hips lift off the bed.
The rope pulls. The rope holds.
She moans into me. She slides two fingers into me while her mouth is on my clit. She curls them. She finds the place the dildo had been pressing and she presses it again, and I hear a sound out of my own mouth that is her name and nothing else.
I come.
I come into her mouth gushing hot liquid.
I come hard.
I come so hard the world goes white for a second.
And then I come apart in a way I did not know a body could come apart. The pressure builds and builds in one clean second and then it goes, it breaks, I feel myself gush against her mouth and her chin and her fingers, a full wet release that has never, in my life, happened to me. I have heard women talk about it. I have never. I feel it happen. I feel it run down the inside of my thighs. I feel it on her hand, her chin, her mouth, drinking it, slowing, swallowing.
She does not stop.
She slows. She brings me down. She keeps her mouth on me through the last of it, soft, soft, soft, as I come down.
I am sobbing.
Not unhappy. Not afraid. Just flooded. I am tied to the bed of a woman I met four days ago and I have come so many times and I have never come apart like this, and I have never been held like this, and I have never made the sounds I am making, and I am sobbing from all of it at once, shoulders shaking, eyes wet.
Max lifts her mouth.
