Page 149 of My Heart Still Beats
I arch my back, bend my legs until my feet are flat on the comfy bed so I can grind against his stubbled face. It’s a good burn.
He feasts on me, and with each slide of his tongue, each nibble of his lips, I glide closer, closer, closer…
Until—
“My God, Ben!”
He thrusts a finger into my pussy, and I catapult over the cliff and soar over a gorgeous blue sea of ecstasy.
The climax caresses me like a hug while also shattering me as if I’ve been struck by a lightning bolt.
“That’s it,” his voice says from somewhere inside my bubble. “You come, Tessa. You come for me. Only for me.”
My walls contract around his finger as he moves it with deft precision inside me, over and around and finding that perfect spot that sends me reeling once more.
“Have you had enough yet?” he asks against my flesh.
But I can’t form the words to answer him, and he continues, jolting me into yet a third orgasm.
I’m not sure I’ve ever had a third before.
I’m not even sure of my own name at this point.
I’m lost.
Lost in an ocean of paradise.
All thoughts cease… Only pleasure… Rapture… Euphoria…
And the perfection of what I’m feeling.
When I come down, Ben eases his finger from me, climbs up my body, and kisses me, our flavors mingling on our tongues.
I sigh.
Still perfection.
…
Several months earlier…
“Ugh,” Skye says to me. “Why do I even try?”
“Because it’s good for you.” I pull my body upward from my perfect downward dog.
Skye and I are doing okay. I’ve been a bitch about her and Braden, but after that incident with the ecstasy, I’m feeling better about everything. I hate drugs. I always said I’d never try them.
And I never will again. Not ever.
Skye sighs. “I do love yoga, and yeah, it helps with stress and all that, but the fucking downward dog!”
“It’s tough for some people.”
“That’s what you always say.”
I give her a playful punch on her shoulder. “And I’m still right.”
Skye laughs. We’re both panting and sweating after a hot yoga class.
