My body suddenly felt too light to stay tethered to earth. Like if she wasn’t on top of me, I would’ve careened into the black velvet night sky. As she curled over me, panting her ecstasy into my mouth between fierce, untamed kisses, I followed her right over the cliff, coming so hard that I felt the actual sensation of falling, a weightlessness that sparked an adrenaline-laced spike of pleasure that made me cling to her. I crushed her to me with one hand while the other was still inside of her.

“Oh, Tommy…” she whispered, tears in her voice as another orgasm ripped through her, making her pussy spasm so hard that it pushed my fingers out of her. I covered her pussy with the flat of my palm, not inside of her anymore but wanting to feel every twitch and throb it made as she came from the pleasure I gave her. Gradually, I settled back into my skin, pleasure still crackling and popping along my nerve endings, but now that the world had swung back into focus, I felt drugged. My limbs felt weighted down from my release. Darcy was in my arms, warm, sticky with sweat and cum, and humming contentedly. I buried my face in her hair and breathed her in.

Hmmm… This is dangerous, but I’m going to enjoy every minute of it.

“Come on,” I murmured, rocking forward and shifting her in my arms so that I could support her weight. “Let’s get you to bed.”

Darcy wrapped her legs and arms around me and kissed me as I walked through the room, now only semi-dark with pale dawn light. At the edge of the bed, she shrugged out of her robe and let it fall to the floor. I pulled back the coverlet and laid her down in the cool, white sheets. The moment I set her down, she stripped off the thin-strapped silk chemise and flirty sleep shorts unceremoniously, revealing her body to me, and for a moment... I couldn’t fucking breathe. Her breasts were small, but her dark berry nipples made me want them in my mouth. My palms itched to caress every inch of her soft skin, and play between her legs again. She wasn’t bare, but the hair there was soft and neatly trimmed. I was glad to have the answer to that question now. With a sly smile on her lips, she burrowed into the white sheets.

“Come here…” she whispered. “Take your clothes off, and get in here with me.” She stretched out her arm, palm upward, beckoning.

“Darcy... You’re killing me. You know I can’t. It’s already dawn.”

“Jared won’t be up for another couple of hours. We can cuddle until then—”