24. Bash
Chapter 24
Bash
Stasia is out cold. Maybe I worked her a little too hard, but there was no way I could have stopped after she asked for it. Next time, I’ll be more gentle. She’ll need some practice before she can handle multiple orgasms like that.
Still buried deep inside her, I’m careful not to wake her as I adjust so that I’m resting against the headboard and pull the blanket to cover her. She’s flushed a pretty pink, but soon, that heated skin will turn cool. I fold her in my arms, drawing her closer. It feels like nothing will be enough until her body merges with mine. I draw soft circles over her shoulder blades, tracing the length of her spine. She’s tucked beneath my chin. She’s small enough that she can easily rest on my chest without her torso hanging off.
I savor her scent with each deep breath. There’s a loose strand of her hair clinging to her forehead, and I brush it behind her ear. There’s a fluttering beneath my ribs when she turns into my palm.
My cock’s still inside her as I kiss her brow and murmur, “You came out of nowhere, Princess. I wasn’t prepared for you. You’ve taken over my every thought, filling my heart. Now, you’re in my veins. The rush pulsing in my ears.”
I brush my lips over hers, my heartbeat slowing as I listen to her steady breaths. “No one has ever captured me the way you have. I think I’m in love with you. Are you going to take responsibility for what you’ve done to me?”