Page 45 of Spiralling Skywards
I nodded. He did that thing with his fingers again.
“Oh. Oh fuck, fuck, fuck.”
It was more of a chuckle the next time, then he leaned in and kissed my lower belly.
“Hey, Sarah’s G spot, meet Sarah, can you stop making her swear? She’s a good girl and doesn’t say bad words. Sarah . . .”
He looked back up at me.
“Meet your G spot.” He curled his fingers again, but this time he didn’t stop. My head tilted back, and I was pretty sure my eyes rolled to the back of my head as my hips synchronised their movements with his strokes.
“Liam. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.”
“You’re welcome, baby. You are so very welcome.”
He swiped his tongue over my clit, and I didn’t know what hit me. I came so hard my legs buckled. He pulled me down to straddle his lap. I tried to back away fromhim, thesensation, theemotions. It was overload, but he held on to my hips and kept me there.
I felt out of control. I shook my head, over and over again.
“I can’t. It’s too much. It’s too much. I can’t do this.” But all the while I rode his fingers. I rocked my hips against his hand and against his knee and still it didn’t stop. I came and came. My whole body shuddered, and I swore I saw the entire universe, not just a few stars.
I slumped forward and rested my forehead on his shoulder. I sat limp in his arms, boneless as he moved from his knees and sat on the floor beneath the shower. He manoeuvred me so I sat across his lap and turned my body into his.
“That was the most beautifully erotic thing I have ever witnessed,” he said into my ear. His breath was hot, creating a delicious contrast to the now cooling water pelting our bodies.
“I just come, Sarah. Without being touched, I just come.”
I heard what he was saying, I simply couldn’t respond. I had no words, no bones, and definitely no sense.
We sat quietly for a few minutes. He stroked his fingers up and down my thigh and my spine, and I finally came down from whatever high he’d sent me spiralling to. The water began to run cold, and small shivers raced through me.
“Let’s get you out of here. Can you stand?” I nodded. It was all I had.
He stood, taking me with him. My legs were shaky, but he held me up. I kept my eyes to the floor as he wrapped me in a huge white towel and steered me towards the bed before sitting me down on it.
He knelt in front of me and spoke.
“You doing okay, bub?” He tucked my dripping wet hair behind my ears and brushed his fingertips over my face. I nodded my head.
“I just feel drained,” I said quietly.
“Yeah, that was a little intense.”
“A little?”
He shrugged his shoulder and gave me his full-on crinkle eyed smile.
“Ok then, a lottle.”
“A lottle. Is that New South Austrian speak?”
“It is and I aim to have you fluent in it before the year is out.”
“Can’t wait.”
“I bet.”
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