Can't Take the Heat
Can't Take the Heat
Chapter 10
Chapter Wordcount: 244
Finally the haze of their release started to fade and he found himself still buried inside her, arms shaking with the strain of holding himself over her.
Her chest was heaving, brushing her already hard nipples against his solid chest.
She grinned at him as he finally pulled himself free and collapsed next to her, gasping for breath.
“Holy shit.”
“Yea,” she chuckled, turning over to bury her face in his chest, pressing herself up against him as close as she could.
His arms wrapped around her and held her, legs twisted with hers in a tangled mess.
After a half hour or so, when their breathing had returned to normal, after they had been kissing and nuzzling each other softly, he noticed the bite mark on the side of her neck. He licked it softly.
“Sorry ‘bout that,” he whispered.
She grinned, “Don’t be,” she growled, rolling him over and straddling his waist, making sure to grind her hot wetness against him.
His eyebrow arched, his body eagerly responding to hers.
“How long does this heat thing last?”
She shrugged, “Oh, about 48 hours.”
He threw his head back, “Shit, you’re going to kill me.”
She grinned, “But what a way to die,” she whispered, holding him and lowering herself onto his waiting shaft.
He groaned deep in his throat, “Thank god for superhuman stamina,” he quipped with his own grin, pulling her into a kiss as she began to ride his body.
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Chapter 10
Chapter Wordcount: 244
Finally the haze of their release started to fade and he found himself still buried inside her, arms shaking with the strain of holding himself over her.
Her chest was heaving, brushing her already hard nipples against his solid chest.
She grinned at him as he finally pulled himself free and collapsed next to her, gasping for breath.
“Holy shit.”
“Yea,” she chuckled, turning over to bury her face in his chest, pressing herself up against him as close as she could.
His arms wrapped around her and held her, legs twisted with hers in a tangled mess.
After a half hour or so, when their breathing had returned to normal, after they had been kissing and nuzzling each other softly, he noticed the bite mark on the side of her neck. He licked it softly.
“Sorry ‘bout that,” he whispered.
She grinned, “Don’t be,” she growled, rolling him over and straddling his waist, making sure to grind her hot wetness against him.
His eyebrow arched, his body eagerly responding to hers.
“How long does this heat thing last?”
She shrugged, “Oh, about 48 hours.”
He threw his head back, “Shit, you’re going to kill me.”
She grinned, “But what a way to die,” she whispered, holding him and lowering herself onto his waiting shaft.
He groaned deep in his throat, “Thank god for superhuman stamina,” he quipped with his own grin, pulling her into a kiss as she began to ride his body.
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