Oh, god, overkill, his fingers over her clit would've been enough, a few quick strokes and she'd be there. She shivered with frustration, crying out as he bit her, making the wait even worse! She rocked her hips wildly, wishing he'd get the point, and he did, finally; she could barely register what he was doing, with his tongue and fingers, but whatever it was, it was exactly what she needed.

Amber wrapped her hands around the top of his head, to bring him closer and to have something to hold on to, her pelvis pulsing forward a few more times as her nerves reached the final tiers of climax; at last she came down, hard, thrashing as she fell. “Fuck, oh—“ Third time in a few hours or not, it was intense, more so than the previous ones, and the feelings crashed inside of her, hot and brilliant and all-consuming.

As the last of the sensations drained out of her, all of Amber’s muscles gave out and she fell onto the bed like a bag of bricks. She breathed heavily, drawing in as much air as possible. “Eric,” she whispered, still dazed from coming. “Come up here, I want to kiss you.” She looked down at him, pleased and fulfilled. It’d be so good, to feel his lips against hers, to bask in the glow of their entire evening together. She barely knew what to think, but one thing was certain: she felt like a million dollars.