“I can’t— It’s too much— I’m—”
He kisses my c**t at the same moment his fingers hit that perfect spot inside me, and I explode again. My entire body convulses and I’m pretty sure I black out for a second because when I come back to myself, I’m flat on my back on the counter, gasping for air, wetter than I’ve ever been in my whole life.
Bastian rises to his full height and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. His lips are swollen and glistening. The front of his shirt is soaked.
“Look at you,” he purrs. His eyes belong to the devil, but he’s praising me like I’m an angel that fell right into his lap. “Completely f*****g wrecked.”
I can’t form thoughts, much less words. I’m a puddle of whimpering satisfaction, boneless and trembling.
He leans over me, one hand braced on either si
