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A growl rumbled from his chest.
She rolled her spine, moving like a temptress.
He took hold of her hips and worked them back and forth on himself, pressing deeper and harder into her wet pussy.
He pulled her thighs tight around him so that he could bury himself deeper inside her body. He drilled into her like he was chasing a high. She threw back her head and moaned, “Yes.”
“You like that?” He pumped his hips, grinding his length inside her.
Rainy touched herself, adding charge to his skillful stroking. “Oh God,” she cried out. A rippling sensation washed over her. She was close. So damn close to exploding.
He controlled her body. Knew how to touch her. How to use his rhythm to drive her wild. He swiveled his hips into her with wicked cadence and he nearly tipped her over the edge.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he muttered as his thrusts became more intense.
She moved her fingers back and forth, pacing herself to his frenzy. She sensed he was on the path to climaxing. His body stiffened, his movements less fluid and choppier.
His face was glazed over and though he was present, there was a slight distance. She too receded into her surreal world. His lovemaking was narcotic and it clouded her head.
Rainy tightened at her core, cinching around his body with hers as she swelled with passion. Her body rolled with tremors from deep within. Soon enough her belly was knotting with uncontrollable spasms as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her. She was consumed with the powerful orgasm that ripped through her.
Her pleasure triggered his and with a few more thrusts, he dissolved into a mass of bliss, moving and jerking and spilling inside her.
They fell back against his mattress, staring at the ceiling, the air-conditioning gently cooling off their sweat-drenched bodies. Rainy’s brain hummed as though it had been massaged, her climax swept through every part of her and drained her of every ounce of stress.
A few minutes later, he took her hand and led her to the shower where they rinsed themselves quickly.
He stepped out and leaned over to pull the lever, converting the shower into a bath. He encouraged her to lie back and let the water fill around her while he lit some candles.
“Are you still hungry?” he asked.
“Starved,” she admitted.
“Relax. I’ll get us a plate.”
He donned a robe and let her soak while he banged around in the kitchen. He returned with a tray, which he set on a dresser. He pulled out a long-sleeved T-shirt for her and a towel, which he wrapped her in as she stepped out of the bath.
“Dinner is served again, milady.” He bent over and waved a hand in regal fashion.
“Just like a knight,” she noted.
By the look on his face, he had no idea what she meant. Of course he couldn’t. It was her fantasy.
They climbed back into bed and Kris drew the tray of food over their laps. He had a plate heaped with strips of meat and potatoes. On the side were warmed tortillas.
“It smells and looks wonderful.” she remarked.
He filled a tortilla for her and watched her take a bite.
“Still better than sex?”
He made her laugh.
“Not even close.”
“Good answer,” he said, and fed her another bite.
“It’s so good. What is this?”
