Nova's moans went high-pitched but she barely noticed, her legs feeling like jelly, heat washing over her - she knew she wasn't going to last long. Yet her orgasm caught her off guard, shaky cries leaving her lips even as she spasmed over Roan's length, his deep chuckles causing after-shocks.
He paused to pepper kisses on her misty skin, kissing her, "Did you feel that good?"
Nova's response was somewhere between a moan and a mortified groan. That elicited another chuckle from Roan who picked her up and placed her on the bed without warning, keeping them joined.
She pulled him up against her, crossing her legs at her ankles around his waist, the feel of his body hard against her hands. Their new position brought them closer, their faces mere inches from each other.
