I help her pick up her pace, and when I reach between to rub her clit, she bucks and slams back down on me. “That’s it.” Watching her tits bounce, her head falling back with her mouth open, our bodies slapping together, and the way her body is hell-bent on strangling an orgasm from me, I grab her hips, my fingers digging into her ass to encourage her to go faster. She does, and as her body starts to shift erratically, I begin to thrust, fucking her until she rolls over and I’m on top. My name is ripped from her lips, and her wet heat overwhelms me.

I fuck her through every tremor of her body’s release. I fuck her as she chants my name like a prayer rolling off her tongue. I thrust and I fuck until I fall into the abyss of my own release.

Squeezing my eyes shut, I fight to remain in the aftermath of our connection.

“Harbor?”

Her whispers drag me back to reality, and I sink my weight down on top of her. I’m depleted of energy and floating in the high of finally having sex with her, but I open my eyes and look into her glassy greens. I push her hair away from her face, and kiss each of her pink cheeks. “That was amazing.”

She’s smiling while her hand pushes the hair from the sweat on my forehead. “That was better than any fantasy I’ve had.”

I move off her, and she takes a deep breath that wasn’t possible when I was on top. I look at her, never seeing her more stunning than she is right now. “I’m glad to be of service.” I take her hand and kiss each finger before holding it between us.

Our breaths finally even, and our hearts stop racing. Doodling on my chest, she asks, “How long do we have to wait before round two?”

“I love you so fucking much.”

Her laughter brightens the room as she fills my life with more than I could have imagined. “I love you, babe.” She sneaks into the bathroom as if we’re going to get in trouble. It’s an en suite, so I think we’re safe. I still chuckle, though.

When she comes out, she says, “That’s the nicest bathroom I’ve ever been in.”

“It’s yours to use whenever you want.”

“Really? You might regret that offer.” She jumps on the bed and slips her legs back under the covers, and I take my turn.

“Never. You could move in tomorrow, and I wouldn’t have one doubt about you being here.” The words came out as if it’s not a real offer, but I mean it. It’s just good to gauge the waters of her thoughts before any big lifestyle changes.

She’s eyeing me as I walk to the bathroom. “You have a great ass,” she says before I reach the doorway.

When I turn to give her the full view, I say, “Also yours anytime you want it.”