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It took her all of a few lashes before she whimpered, her body tensing briefly when a deep, shivering climax broke her. She moaned heavily, pressing her pelvis firmly to my hand and face. I worked her through it, until her legs twitched in the intense manner that told me I took her to her end.

I retreated from her then kissed her pussy the way I loved to do. She smiled down at me, her tongue lashing her lips when I moved over her, catching her in a firm kiss.

Nora's fingers twisted around my T-shirt, holding me to her while we moved in a slow, tender make out session. I stroked her face and neck, touching her everywhere I could in the midst of it. In time, her lips moved slower and she melted under me, tucking her hands against my chest the way she always did when she finally slipped under the perfect spell. I ended our connection to kiss each of her closed eyes, her smile everlasting.

A blanket of calm draped over us, bringing with it a succulent homecoming. A small tear trickled down her cheek, though it didn't erase the blissful expression. I kissed away her tear and she caressed my face with a weak, shaky hand.

"I love you, Kitten," I whispered in her ear, smiling with the first-ever afterglow confession. "You're mine." I hugged her firmly around her middle, resting my head on her chest.

"I love you," she said, her voice barely audible when she draped her arms around me. "So much."

My smile perpetuated the state of calm that stayed with me just as much as with Nora. She rubbed my back a little, as if soothing me before she said, "Not broken."

"No, honey." I kissed her chin. "Not broken at all."

Her breath left her in soft, even exhales and we tumbled together into the sweet doze, alight with the embers of our connection.