I breathe in the smell of her, and then the base of my c**k is on fire, and I can’t hold myself back anymore. I’m roaring, I realize, like a f*****g lion.
“Don’t worry about me,” she whispers, bouncing, twitching, playing me like no woman ever has. “Just finish for me, Carlo. I want to ride you until you’ve got nothing left to give.”
I roar wordlessly, wrapping my arms around her and hugging her close.
We roll over and over until we’re at the edge of the bed, the silk sheets wet and crumpled, our limbs contorted as my release washes through me. But really, it’s washing through us both. Hazel is trembling, her orgasm coming just as mine ends, an aftershock.
“f**k,” I whisper. “Jesus—just, fuck.”
Hazel immediately stands up, reaching for her shorts.
“What are you doing?” I ask.
She sp
