Cupping her breast, I hand over control as she alternates between rocking against me and bucking her hips. And when she starts picking up speed, I slide my hand between us and roll my thumb over her clit, helping her get where she needs to go. Head back, eyes closed, she loses herself, but I don’t fall with her or let her come down slowly from her orgasm. I flip her to her back and guide her legs around my hips. Taking hold of her hands, I pull them up over her head and take her mouth in a deep kiss that leaves us both breathless. Breath mingling and our bodies pressed tightly together; I drive into her over and over as her pussy attempts to grab hold of me and lock me in place.

Not even close to being done with her, I pull out of her and grab her ass in my hands, lifting her to my mouth, listening to her cry out as I eat her. Fingers in my hair, she holds on as I take my time exploring her with my tongue, pulling back every time she whimpers that she’s close to coming. When her thighs begin to shake along with her voice, I give up tormenting her and fall back between her legs, sliding into her in one quick thrust. Trailing my palm down her side, I wrap it around her thigh while she latches onto my hair with both hands. The friction of our bodies only adds to the euphoria, and as she starts to come, I allow myself to fall over the edge with her. With one last stroke, I plant myself as deep as I can get, where the only thing that exists is her and I. Dropping my forehead to her shoulder, my heart pounds in tempo with hers beating against my skin. Using what little strength I have left, I roll to my back, taking her with me, keeping our connection, and she sprawls out across my chest.

“You okay?” I smooth my fingers across her damp forehead, and she lifts her chin just enough to meet my gaze.

“Yes.” Her eyes are sleepy, and the smile on her lips satisfied. “Tired.”

“Sleep, baby.” I reach down and grab the blanket, pulling it over us before I settle back against my pillow. I don’t know how long I lay there with her weight settled on top of me and her warm breath brushing across my skin but eventually I get up and grab a rag from the bathroom to clean her up. She doesn’t even twitch, not even when I put one of my t-shirts on her because I know that she doesn’t like sleeping naked.