“Mon Dieu, Aldéric!” I gasped as he continued to lick and suck with a fervor that made my body hum. “Oh, God.” I grasped fistfuls of quilt just to have something to hold onto, not that I had any doubt that he could send me flying to the stars if he was of a mind to. When I came, my cry was nearly as loud as his—my sex was clenching and unclenching, my thighs quivering, my toes curling. So much was going on at once and it was all beautiful.
Aldériccame to lie beside me, pulling me into his arms. I curled into him obediently, pressing my face to his chest. “Darling, what is it?”
I looked up at him with tears streaming down my cheeks. “I…it was just…I never knew it could be like that.”
“Ah, Cher, for you it should be like that every time.”