He paused at the apex, holding her. Ready to faint with desire, she tilted her head back to see him.
“I never want to lose you,” he said. His thumb traced the line of her cheekbone.
“Then don’t lose me,” she said. She pulled him down to her for a kiss, and he thrust himself in all the way. His body vibrated against hers with the tension of trying not to explode immediately. She could feel his blood rushing through his veins, his heart pounding against her own skin, and when she moved slightly under him he inhaled sharply.
The candles burned low, and she turned her head as he rocked into her slowly, farther and farther, working his swollen c*ck into her body. The lights outside spun, and she felt dizzy in his hold. God, it felt so good. He felt so good. So right.
Moving faster, he began to press against her there with a rhythm Shannon had been missing for a long time. She bit down on her lip, the moan catching in her throat as he thrust himself into her, needing her around him. She could feel herself rising to meet him in the tempo, their bodies crashing against each other again and again until she couldn’t bear it any longer. The fiery want that rushed through her came out in a sharp cry just as she was on the brink of her second cli**x.
Julian stopped then, reached out and cupped her face with both of his hands. He kissed her, taking her breath away, and thrust in once more. Her body twisted under him, shuddering as the wave of desire crested. He pulled away slightly until their noses were just touching, and watched her come at the same time as him. Their breaths mingled in the inches between them as the orgasm rolled over them both, and when she opened her eyes she could see the faint touches of the cli**x still vibrating through his face.
Julian kissed her nose, then her cheek, then the other. He lavished small delicate kisses all over her face until she burst into giggles, then pressed his mouth against hers, hard.
“What do I look like?” Shannon asked, blushing. “Is it silly?”
“Of course not. Do I look silly?”
Shannon just laughed.
“You look beautiful when you come.” Julian’s hand cradled her cheek, his fingers tracing their way down behind her ear, tucking in a stray lock of red hair before continuing down to her collarbone. “Like every part of you is gathering up inside, waiting, waiting. And then…”
He fluttered his fingers in front of her eyes. “A silent explosion.”
“Not always silent.” Shannon chuckled. Julian hugged her tight.
“I want to take a picture of you like that,” she said.
“Anything you want.” Julian raised her hand up and kissed her palm. “Anything to make you happy.”
“You do make me happy.”
“Oh?”
“And you also annoy me, and worry me to death…” Shannon broke off as Julian tickled her lightly on the stomach. “But mostly you make me happy.”
Julian leaned his head in one hand.
“So you’ll keep me around a bit longer?”
“Maybe,” Shannon said. “Just a little bit longer.”
“Just enough for a few more silent explosions.”
Shannon giggled. “Yeah.”
“Okay,” Julian said. “I can live with that.”
He lay his head on her chest and her fingers trailed along his back. The light of the candles bathed them in yellow warmth, and the hint of roses made the night seem magical.
If I’m making a mistake, Shannon though, it’s the best one I’ve ever made.