Page 8 of Spark's Inferno


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Her body shudders against mine, a soft whimper escaping her lips.

It’s the sexiest goddamn sound I’ve ever heard.

The tightness of her around me is indescribable, a perfect fit that sends shocks of pleasure up my spine.

I begin to move, slowly at first but it isn’t long before our bodies find a rhythm that's all our own.

With each thrust, Zoe matches me, her hips rolling with mine in perfect sync.

Her nails dig into my skin and her moans fill the air around us—both marking their territory in ways that will stay with me long after tonight.

Time loses all meaning as we become lost in each other.

The world outside doesn’t exist anymore.

Each moan from Zoe is like music to my ears.

She’s suddenly gripping my shoulders, her body jerking with a series of mini earthquakes. “Spark...I-I’m…”

I already know what she’s trying to say.

Her body is tensing up, preparing for her journey over the edge.

“Good,” I rasp out, my rhythm unbroken even as my own end starts to creep up on me. “Come for me, Zoe.”

And she does.

She practically screams my name as she shatters around me, her body convulsing in pleasure.

I don’t even know how to describe how amazing it is.

The sight of her writhing beneath me, completely undone because of me, is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

Her ecstasy triggers my own release and I follow her over the edge.

I still inside of her for a split moment, my seed flooding deep into her cavernous walls.

But, I feel there’s more that needs to make its way out, so I continue to pump inside of her, rolling her clit with my thumb.

Zoe gasps as another wave of pleasure crashes through her, her body writhing beneath mine in a way that makes me feel like the king of the fucking world.

She grips my shoulders tighter, her nails leaving deep imprints on my flesh.

I kiss her fiercely, swallowing her cries as she rides out one orgasm and then another.

“Fuck, Spark,” Zoe breathes out between kisses, her voice shaking with the aftershocks of her orgasms. “I never knew it could feel like this.”

My rough laughter vibrates against her lips. “I aim to please, babygirl.”

Finally, I allow myself to collapse beside her on the bed, pulling her tightly against me with a satisfied sigh.

Her chest rises and falls rapidly against mine, her fingers lazily tracing the tattoo on my shoulder.

We lay in comfortable silence for a while, catching our breaths and soaking in the aftermath of what just happened between us.

Zoe’s head is resting on my chest, her fingers lazily running over my skin.

This feels perfect.

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