And when he finally released her other red nipple and his hand moved down to her pussy, Ellie moaned in denial, knowing what was coming.
“Noooo… please….” She writhed on his cock, her pussy milking and shuddering.
She was riding high on a thundercloud of pleasure, the strikes of lightning assaulting her whenever his body knocked against the clit clamp… but when he took it off it was going to be a tempest of sensation.
“It has to come off, sweetheart,” he said.
His dark eyes glinted wickedly, drinking in the sight of her as he opened the clamp and tossed it to the side.
Ellie’s nails raked down his chest as she thrashed, screaming and arching, his body over hers, inside of hers, wreaking havoc with her senses as his body rubbed against her agonized clit. He was leaning forward, his chest rubbing against her nipples, every part of her aflame with sweat and sensation, passion and anguish.
She was in the throes of torment and passion simultaneously, and she didn’t know if she was flying or falling. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she hung on for dear life as an intense orgasm swamped her, drowning her in sensation, in blackness with jagged edges, in overwhelming explosions throughout her entire body until she lost herself in them.
Just when she thought she might finally scream ‘red’, she passed out.
******
Michael’s orgasm didn’t just come, it was practically forced out of him by Ellie’s gripping pussy as she spasmed around him. He was panting and hoarse, leaning against her just to stay upright as she drained him of his cum.
Just as he was about to collapse on top of her, she went limp beneath him. He didn’t quite flop over, but he did have to brace his forearms against the desk to keep from crushing her while he caught his breath.
Even as he did so, he was pushing back a sense of panic as he checked her chest to make sure she was okay, his fingers moving to her neck to feel her pulse.
Fast, but normal.
Breathing, regular.
She was okay.
Just passed out.
Smugness creeped through him. Perhaps not the most noble response, but certainly understandable.
Her orgasm had been so intense she’d passed out.
He’d heard of it happening, but he’d never done it to anyone before.
Even more, he was smug because that was how much she’d let her guard down while they scened together. Not that scening together really seemed to be a problem for her… Sex definitely wasn’t an issue between the two of them. Intimacy outside of sex was.
Managing to recover, Michael kissed his sleeping beauty’s lips before reluctantly pulling away from her. Unlike in the fairy tale his kiss didn’t rouse her, although that worked out anyway. He was able to get himself cleaned up, remove her plug, and get her wrapped up in a blanket and out to the aftercare area quickly and efficiently with the help of the club sub on duty.
This time, he cuddled her and woke her up to drink sips of water until she came out of her scene-induced stupor on her own. She leaned against him, letting him continue to hold her as others came in and out of the aftercare area following their own scenes. It wasn’t long before Andrew and Kate were also beside them, Kate looking just as dazed and satisfied as Ellie.
He followed her home afterwards and walked her to her door, leaving her with a soft kiss on the lips, which she seemed happy to accept.
All in all, Michael thought the scene had gone well. So had after the scene.
Baby steps. He was going to baby step his way right into Ellie’s heart.
Chapter 16
Why was her alarm going off? It was Saturday.
Groaning, Ellie rolled over to pick up her phone and turn off the alarm, and almost immediately shot back onto her side.
HOLY FUCKING OW.
Everything throbbed.
