But she was crying.
"Did I hurt you?" He murmured against her hair, running one hand over her back.
She was shaking violently. "No. No, you did not." She said, chuckling, tears in her eyes.
Charles felt his heart expand.
Beth was a force, and like a ship hit by a massive wave, he was thrown out of balance, cursed to drift upon her feisty waters. He did not hate it.
When her convulsion ended, he felt her still pulsing against him. "Bethany."
"Charles…" She mewled, giving him the most seductive smile he had ever seen. Red passion blinded him. He was not done and neither was she.
Still joined with her, he carried her from the table, placing his hands firmly on her buttocks. She yelped when they crashed onto the bed, his body covering hers.
"You are the greatest thing to have ever happened to me." He declared.
The tears made her eyes glisten. She raised her head and kissed him. He began to move.
She gasped with pleasure.
