Dusk (Equinox Book 1)

  His own orgasm was starting to rise up in his stomach, making his heart beat faster and soft grunts tore themselves from his throat with each movement. Beneath him her back was arched, hips raising from the bed, skin shining with sweat, and her heavy lidded eyes were almost clouded over with pleasure. Reaching down between them, he found the swollen bud of her clit and gently ran the pad of his fingers over it. Her eyes automatically snapped open and she stared at him.

  “That’s it,” he said.

  He rubbed against it again, unable to stop his own yell when suddenly her muscles clamped around him so tightly that he couldn’t move, as Myf rocketed from the bed, her fingernails digging into the flesh of his back. Her scream was desperate as her hips moved urgently as her body took over from her mind, seeking as much pleasure as possible. Johann knew that he would be proud of himself later for not simply tumbling off the cliff with her, and he was able to gentle her through the aftershocks.

  “Johann.” The words were whispered against his neck. “Is it meant to be like that?”

  “Yeah.” His voice was rough, his gasping breaths coming with every twitch of his cock deep inside her. “Yes … can I?”

  She nodded against his shoulder, and he didn’t wait another moment before he hauled her hips up in his hand and with half a dozen fast, deep thrusts he was crying out in pleasure as it felt as though his cock was exploding inside her.

  He came back to himself to find that he was slowly softening inside her, and that they were laying on their sides completely wrapped up in each other and kissing slowly. Her hips wiggled slightly from side to side, but instead of sliding out the way he normally would, Johann felt himself becoming hard again. Pulling his hips back, he swallowed her sound of protest, before pushing back inside and revelling in her gasp of pleasure. He knew that she had to hurt, that if nothing else there had to be an ache between her legs, but she clung to him anyway and opened for him so prettily.

  Keeping to long slow strokes, Johann found he didn’t want to let go of her to stimulate her clit again, and he hoped that the pressure of his pelvis against her in this position would do the job. It was must have done, because after only a few thrusts she was digging her fingers into his back again and throwing her head back as she moaned through her orgasm. He found that he wasn’t able to hold on this time, and as she clenched around him he felt himself release in three long spurts.

  After he rested on his back on the less destroyed side of the bed, he pulled Myf’s head to rest on his chest and she idly traced patterns against his skin with her fingers. Pressing a kiss against the top of her head, he twined their fingers together and wrapped his free arm even tighter around her. It had been many years since he had lain like this with a woman, usually by now he would be looking for his pants and heading out of the door. However, there was something to be said for this cuddling as their bodies cooled slowly in the aftermath, as she tipped her head back for a long lazy kiss. There was already a ball of anticipation in his gut at the thought that, if she wasn’t too sore, they could do it again in the morning. Tucking her underneath his chin, he ran his hand down the length of her bare back, and as he drifted off to sleep one thought passed through his mind.

  He could get used to this.

  The End