His voice is strangely gentle as he gets to his feet, managing to keep his rhythm steady inside me all the while. Everything fades, even the soft movement of his mouth on me, as I make myself relax, feeling the climax build. I'm still learning how to do this. Jamie helped a great deal, but what Dorian lacks in familiarity with my body he makes up for in what is either learned skill or natural talent. He takes me down slowly, just the way I want to go, and I hang on that wonderful edge before my center twists and I'm whimpering into his shirt.
It's the best thing in the entire world just then, and I ride it out as I clutch at him. When it's finished and everything is buzzing and delicious, I can't open my eyes or stop smiling for at least a minute. When I can finally look at him, it's to see him taking those long, perfect fingers into his mouth again, licking them languidly. Tasting me.
I hear myself make a short little sound like a strangled laugh, and then I'm hugging him, fiercely and tight. "Thank you," I whisper into the warm, smooth skin of his chest. And then, more uncertainly, "What next?" He's aroused; I can feel it as I press against him. I'm just not sure what he'd like me to do about it. In the meantime, I take his hand and replace it over my breast.
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Date: 2012-01-20 08:08 am (UTC)It's the best thing in the entire world just then, and I ride it out as I clutch at him. When it's finished and everything is buzzing and delicious, I can't open my eyes or stop smiling for at least a minute. When I can finally look at him, it's to see him taking those long, perfect fingers into his mouth again, licking them languidly. Tasting me.
I hear myself make a short little sound like a strangled laugh, and then I'm hugging him, fiercely and tight. "Thank you," I whisper into the warm, smooth skin of his chest. And then, more uncertainly, "What next?" He's aroused; I can feel it as I press against him. I'm just not sure what he'd like me to do about it. In the meantime, I take his hand and replace it over my breast.