Page 55 of Undefeated

He returned to the same fingering and licking motions that brought me to climax before. I kept my eyes open and watched as he licked and fingered me. The sight of his muscular back and shoulders was more than I was prepared for. As his tongue worked me into a frenzy, his finger began to bring me to climax. I closed my eyes and bit my lower lip.

My breathing became labored. I bit my lip harder.

I felt my emotions begin to peak. It was as if I was going to explode from every pore in my body. I started to shake. His motions predictable and pleasurable, I anticipated the climax. As it came, I bit my lip harder.

This is going to hurt.

“Ahhhhhh…”

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuck…”

I sounded like a retarded sailor. I bucked my hips against his face and exploded.

“Holy!” I screamed as I climaxed.

And I came. Hard.

My body shuddered.

And I came again.

His finger worked in and out of my pussy. I raised my hips.

And I came again.

I trembled. I was done. This was it. I wanted to die, right here in the kitchen, beside my precious basil.

Ahhh, the smell of the sweet basil.

My mind went blank. As I opened my eyes, the room was dark. I could still feel his mouth on my pussy and his tongue inside of me, but I could not see. I blinked my eyes.

Blurry.

I blinked again.

A silhouette.

Again.

Shane Dekkar.

Holy fuck. I am in no way prepared for anything like this. I’m just not.

I thought of the scenes in my books. They last much longer than this. The sex goes on and on and on. Sometimes they have sex in several different positions. God, I’m going to have to find some form of energy and try and control these earth shattering orgasms. Maybe if I didn’t look at him, this will be easier.

I’ll keep my eyes closed.

That should do it.

I closed my eyes.

I felt nothing. He wasn’t touching me. I wondered if we were done.

I opened my eyes.

JesusfuckingChrist.

He stood in front of the counter, stroking his cock in his right hand.