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“Fuck. Yes.”His words were a guttural moan.
Gregorio dug his fingertips into her hip bones, and with a moan of pleasure, shuddering, he emptied himself into her.
Together, they rode out the pleasure.
All of her remaining energy drained from her, and he eased his grip.
For a moment, neither moved.
“My Petal.” He withdrew from her, then he kissed her shoulder blade. “You couldn’t be any more perfect.”
He held onto her for a long time, until her breathing returned to a more normal pace, then he slowly lowered the swing so that her feet reached the floor.
Suddenly, she didn’t want the experience to be over.
“I want you in my arms.” He lifted each of her feet in turn to release her from the stirrups, then he used his strength to help her up.
Her knees wobbled. If he wasn’t holding her, she wasn’t sure she could actually stand.
Feathering aside her hair so he could stroke her nape, Gregorio held her close.
“Thank you, Sir,” she whispered, looking up at him. The experience was something she’d never forget.
The intrusive thought made emotion lodge in her throat.
“Yeah.”
He carried her to the chair and sat, holding her tight.
The tiny dots of perspiration on her body began to dry, chilling her, so she snuggled in closer.
Determined to enjoy the moment, rather than focusing on the future, she relaxed, allowing her breathing to sync with his.
“You’ll be the death of me, Petal.”
Her heart soaring, Sasha smiled, grateful he couldn’t see her.
“But I’ll die a happy man.”
That the man she had considered her hero felt this way about her, thrilled her.
After a few minutes, she softly admitted, “That was incredible.”
“Was it?”
The idea that she might never have known this kind of connection and pleasure left her reeling.
“It’s new for me.”
His admission caught her off guard. “You’ve played with plenty of subs.” And no doubt plenty who weren’t.
“But never experienced it like this.”
Maybe because she couldn’t see him, she pushed ahead, maybe a bit recklessly. “Really?”
His answering growl was deep and rumbly. “You should know better than anyone that I always say what I mean.”
Even though he said no more, he didn’t change the subject.