"Valentine." I used his name in a way to plead "Please."

His eyes met mine. The obsidian had darkened so much that I could see my reflection in his irises perfectly. The pupils of his eye had dilated significantly.

He growled deep in his throat while increasing his thrusts to an even more determined and purposeful pace.

It was such an unforgiving cursory pace that before I had never thought was possible.

I felt myself moulding to him as flesh hit flesh.

He was going to rip in me in half. He was going to wreck and ruin me and I was going to let him.

I tightened my thighs to the point of pain but that only increased the friction and thankfully also my pleasure.

I was thrown over the threshold and I erupted around him on a scream.

My eyes fluttered while I cried in happiness. I let them close while I entered cloud nine and then flew past the seventh heaven.

"Eyes open." The deep guttural voice barked in demand, slamming into me at every word he spoke "Look at me."

I was shaking so badly that the kinetic energy could probably power a house or perhaps burn down a skyscraper.

I felt myself milk him to within an inch of his life

A claiming roar left his throat as he moved one last time and held himself deep inside of me. He bellowed my name as his large burly body jerked against mine and as the warm sensation of his release filled me to the brim.

I dropped my forehead against his chest. I was panting loudly, and my heartbeat was triple what it should have been.

He held me in place against his chest with one arm. His free forearm rested against the wall of the shower while his face buried in my neck.

Stone was breathless yet he did not look tired.

The shower was pouring down on us, but I could still hear our uneven breaths over the pounding water.

I sighed in content.

My mind had turned to mush, and I knew that if he set me down on the floor, I would fall and then not be able to get back up for a month or two.

Stone turned so that his back was against the tiles. He slid down the wall, taking me with him so that I was straddling his lap on the shower floor.

I kept my face hidden in his shoulder as I tried to calm down my body. It was near enough impossible though because he was still lodged inside of me, and he was pulsating once again.

I never thought it was possible to feel so close to someone.

I was totally and utterly wrecked.

After staring at his medusa tattoo for a good few minutes and leaving a kiss on his shoulder, I pulled back to look at him.