Her voice spiraled higher, shattered and breathless, until her climax crashed through her—sharp, consuming, leaving her undone. Her thighs clamped around his head, a broken cry tearing from her throat, his name spilling from her lips like a desperate prayer.
He didn’t stop—licking, savoring every last shudder, dragging her orgasm out until she was shaking violently, until her body finally gave out, collapsing back onto the sheets. Her legs fell open, trembling, spent… wrecked completely by him.
When he finally rose, his eyes were dark, jaw tight with control. He looked down at her—flushed, panting, beautiful and wrecked—and slid the back of his fingers along her cheek with surprising tenderness.
“How does that feel, love?” His voice was low, rough, threaded with pride and hunger. “Even
