My vision went white and dazzling, and my whole body was on fire. My knees buckled, and he held me up while lapping at the new wound. My neck felt as though a white-hot iron had been pressed into it.
Rhett was still inside me, warm and filling. It was a comfort to be held and be connected and be one. My mind was fuzzy as I basked in the remains of my pleasure; everything was pink and blurry.
“Pepper?” Rhett whispered, his hot breath tickling my ear.
“Hm?” I glanced back at him with a dopey smile.
“How do you feel?”
My body was relaxed and warm, with tingles dancing across my skin. The only sounds that filled the air were Rhett’s breathing and the wind swishing the surrounding trees. I leaned back against his chest and our eyes locked.
“Perfect.” I smiled and noticed the blood on his
