She’s beautiful as she comes apart. I can’t even blink, afraid to miss one second of it.
She is a prism, shooting out colors around me, every hue of the rainbow in every direction. Her body is warm but it’s not painful. I am hot but that’s to be expected.
I kiss her gently as she comes back to herself and the lights dim around us like shooting stars sinking into the ocean. Spread out on my bed, her naked body is the most breathtaking sight. Her skin shimmers like a million diamonds. Her hand holds her hair out of her face as she pants back to normal.
A swell of emotion grips my chest. My feelings for her are so intense.
“That was … epic.” Her hands fall out to her sides and she turns to me.
“Good.” I kiss her deeply. I love the feel of her under my palms as I slide them all over her body. Perfection. I’m not even close to being done with her yet. Not after all those weeks of longing and dreaming of this exact situation. I delve back into her, obsessed with her taste and smell, kissing every inch of her.
I pause in my exploration only when she pushes my shoulders back to get me to look at her. Her eyes widen a fraction. “You feel okay, right?”
“Miserable,” I say.
She sits up. The movement puts her breasts in front of my face and so I take advantage and suck her into my mouth. She asks, “What’s wrong?” She presses the back of her hand to my forehead. “You’re really hot.”
“You have no idea. I might be dying.” I gesture to the painful bulge pressing against her.
Her eyes narrow as she gets my meaning. “Too soon to joke about that.”
“Only you can help me. With your superpowers.” I take her other breast into my mouth, twirling her nipple with my tongue.
I dip a finger into her again even though I just left her. It feeds my ego like nothing else to feel her so hot and wet for me. Her desire for me is as strong as my own for her. As if the light show isn’t enough.
“Poor thing,” she says with a dramatic frown. “What can I do?” Her hand lowers and wraps around me.
I groan, shifting my hips up, pressing deeper into her grip as I move to lay on my back. “That’s a very good start.”
She sits up to get more leverage as she pumps both fists over me, alternating them, driving me absolutely wild. I take in every inch of her that I can but it’s almost too much. The way her curls and breasts bounce in tandem. The way she bites her lower lip in focus, just like when she takes notes in meetings. I will never be able to see that look of concentration the same way again.
She is gleaming from her orgasm and working me so well. Little does she know I’m already so close. Then she gets to her hands and knees and lowers her mouth to kiss my tip. Her tongue laps at the drop of precum there.
I groan. It’s too much. I’m too close.
“Wait, wait,” I say and sit up to hug her to me. I’m drawn up as tight a spring; any more than that and I will spiral out.
“Are you okay?”
“Too good.” I kiss her deeply as she moves to straddle me.
Her wet core is rubbing against my straining cock. I growl and throw my head back only to feel her bite my exposed neck.
Her cheeks are flushed and her eyes are bright. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. The light from the window illuminates her curls, haloing her.
“Condom?” she asks.
“We don’t have to tonight. Like I said, there’s no rush for me.”
“I want to. I’m ready. Are you?” She glances down to my boner sticking straight up between us.
I grab her hip as I twist to get a condom out of the side table. I quickly rip it open with my teeth and free hand and roll it on, all the while I continue to hold her tight to me. I don’t want to break contact, not even for a minute. Since I have been given the gift of touching her freely, I don’t know that I can ever stop again.
She falls forward to place her hands next to my head. I hold her gaze as I grab myself, and tease along her heat, rubbing the moisture all around.
She whimpers. I am so rigid with desire, every sensation brings me closer to the edge. I summon every bit of strength I have to do this slowly, make this right for her. At her entrance, I tease her a little more, testing just the tip of it. I arch up a tiny fraction to press in a little deeper, taking my time.
“Are you okay?” I growl between clenched teeth.
