“It doesn’t hu~rt,” she whispered, voice spiraling up as he shifted. “Oh! Blessed God … Isaac.” She arched her back, trying to get closer, deeper.
He moaned in unison and and rocked into her slowly, eyes darting down to watch his body move against hers. “O-oh…oh…” He grunted and licked at his lips, sliding his hands up to squeeze her shoulders.
It didn’t take long for them to find a mutual rhythm, and Summer’s cries grew more ragged as she drowned in the ecstatic pleasure of it. When they were joined like this, all her doubts about the future fell away. Surely no force in the heavens could part them; they belonged together. Burying her hand in his hair, she kissed him, eyes closed, and climaxed.