I slap her ass. “Are you going to come for me?”
She hisses.
I pinch her nipple.
Her head jerks back and our eyes meet. “Yes.”
“Good girl. Come for me, Carina.” I pinch her nipple harder and give it a good twist.
She clenches her pussy around my cock.
“Oh, Rhett. Oh, yes, yes, yes.” She chants those words over and over as her body convulses and her juices flow hot.
I pump once, twice, three times, flesh slapping against flesh, grunting with the sweet release.
And I’m done.
“Jesus. Oh, Carina. Babe.”
I drop my palms against the bed to avoid collapsing against her.
Our heavy breathing takes over the room.
I struggle to regulate my heartbeat, but I can’t. I suspect it’s the same for her.
I don’t know how long we stay like this, but neither of us are in a rush to move.
I drop a few strings of soft kisses against her sweaty back.
I circle an arm around her waist and flip us over so I land on my back with her against my chest.
“That was amazing,” I say, breaking the silence.
“It—it was.”
I brush a few damp strands of hair from her face.
“I’ve never climaxed so hard in my entire life. You... your mouth... your cock... wow... just wow,” she says between heavy breaths. “I didn’t think it was possible to feel that way.”
Damn right I’m proud like a peacock.
“I took good care of you?”
“I’m still floating on a cloud of bliss.” She smiles up at me. “I’m sure I’ll feel the post-orgasmic ripples traveling through my body for a day?—”
“I fucked you pretty hard. Don’t be surprised if you walk funny for a week.”
“Oh, boy.”
Chapter 21
Rhett
“Come on in, y’all.” April waves us in.
We didn’t even have time to ring the doorbell. I texted her to tell her we were close, but I didn’t expect her to be waiting for us.
“Thanks,” Carina says stepping inside.
