“Did I hurt you?” I asked.
“Fuck, no!” she replied with a laugh. “You’re…you’re fantastic.”
I let a breath out through my nose and tightened my hold on her. Closing my eyes for a minute, I tried to shake away images of blood and splattered brains and concentrate instead on the woman in my arms. Her fingers crawled up my neck and cupped my face.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“Nothing,” I said automatically. “I’m just…still a little tired. I think I could really use a shower.”
“I have one of those.” Lia smiled.
The shower felt wonderful, even if it was one of those tiny little stalls with barely enough room to turn around. It was still better than a group shower in prison. Before I had managed to wash the soap off, Lia joined me. I wasn’t about to let the opportunity pass, so I grabbed her by the thighs, held her against the cheap shower wall, and fucked her again.
Much better than prison.
We had to
take another shower to clean off.
Lia had the makings for sandwiches in her mini-fridge, and I devoured two of them quickly.
“Hungry?” she asked, amused.
“Do you have any idea how much prison food sucks?” I asked with a grin. “These are fucking awesome.”
She giggled, and my cock responded. I polished off the last couple of bites and then crawled over to where she sat and thanked her with my mouth. I took her again on the floor and then let her change into pajamas, which she wore just long enough to get into the bed before I tore them off and tossed them across the room.
I couldn’t get enough of her.
Sometime around midnight, I started to feel tired. It didn’t make any difference though. My body continued to demand more of hers.
My mouth pressed against her stomach as my hand moved up her side. With a light touch, I brushed over the tops of both her breasts as I kissed up the center of her body.
“Again?” Lia giggled. “Do you ever run out of energy?”
“Eventually,” I admitted. “Fucking you just makes me want more though. I'm trying to see if I can make it to round six before I pass out.”
“I'm going to be sore,” she said.
I maneuvered over the top of her, nudged her legs apart with my knee, and looked down into her eyes.
“Does that mean you'll feel it all day tomorrow—feel it constantly, no matter what you’re doing, and think about my cock inside you every minute you’re awake?”
Lia's breath quickened, and she stared up at me for a moment before she swallowed hard and nodded her head.
“Probably.”
“Good.” I wrapped my hand around my shaft and drilled into her.
I felt whole again.
It felt too good to last.
*****
I woke up in ecstasy.
At first I thought I had to be dreaming, but I quickly remembered that my dreams were never so pleasant. The feeling through my skin, my muscles—my entire body—was like lying in a cool meadow with the springtime sun blanketing me. My mind was relaxed and calm in a way it hadn’t been in years. There was only one word to describe it.