Page 194 of Made Better Together

The pleasure pulsing, pulsing, pulsing.

Six.

Five.

My body starting to shake.

Four.

He said to come at zero.

Three.

The suction elevating me to my peak, the ache unleashed.

Two.

It hurts so much, so good, I’m so ready…

One.

I’m almost…

“Midnight. Give me that orgasm, beauty.”

Ahhhhhh, the vibrator still relentless against my clit, I finally let go. Pain, pleasure, ecstasy, all at once. Wave after wave after wave hits.

I’ve never felt anything like this. My body erupts like a volcano, overcome with the sensations. Ripples of acute pleasure roll through me as I writhe under the toy.

And my mind, my mind is humming too. Atta girl, I hear, whether he really says it or it’s my imagination.

It’s the most explosive orgasm I’ve ever experienced. I can’t control it, I can’t tame it, I can only give in and ride every feeling, body, and mind.

After the height of my climax starts to curve down, he’s moaning too. “Oh, shit,” he calls out.

It takes a while for me to turn toward him. When I do, it’s apparent he’s shot all over his abs, the cum dripping on the ridges of his six-pack.

“That was…” He shakes his head, no more words coming.

“Mmmm,” is all I can reply. I lean into the couch pillow I’m lying on, and close my eyes. The toy is off. He must have done that when I was in my haze.

Time feels fuzzy until I finally hear him speak again. “Rosy, I’m going to wash up quick.”

I don’t reply, boneless on the couch. He returns soon, stomach wiped clean.

“I’m going to take you to rest in the other room.”

“Okay, Sir,” I whisper.

I’m still liquid as he carries me to the bedroom. Once I’m settled on the bed, he leaves the room. “I’ll be right back.”

I use the time to snuggle into the quilt, and the fuzziness fades as my body recovers from the orgasm.

He comes back with water, a pink drink, and a bottle of lotion, different from whatever he used earlier. “I mixed some vitamin powder in this second drink, depending on what you’d prefer.”

I pull myself upright. “I’ll take the pink one.”

He watches me as I drink. “There are more aftercare things on the menu, Rosy.”