The orgasm that pulsed through me this time made my whole body spasm around his in an agony of heat and contractions that made me think that it might be too much, that it just might kill me this time. The intensity made me finally black out for a second or two.
When my eyes opened next, his dark ones were staring intently down into mine, his body still hammering in and out of me making the spasms of my body go on for far longer than they ever have before. I couldn't do anything else but lay there and cradle him deeper into my body, shifting my hips for a slightly deeper angle that made my eyes roll back into my head again and made him buck harder into me and groan deeply in his chest.
It was like he just couldn't let himself go yet, that he hadn't yet had enough of me. It was a heady sensation.
I drew my knees up and wrapped my arms around his back to hold him as closely as I could. I let one hand wander down and cup one of his buttocks, enjoying the flexing sensation of his truly superior ass in my hand. I was mostly a pile of goo at this point, my body was still gently contracting and his body was still continuing the same heavy rhythm of before. I couldn't do anything else but lay there holding him close and take it.
He began building me up once more. The heavy pounding thrust of his body just continued and my body either had to heat once more or begin hurting, my body, being the smart body that it is, began slowly heating again.
His jaw was clenched tightly at this point and he had finally allowed his eyes to shut as he pressed his face against mine. The slow heat that had begun building between my thighs finally gently released, making my body contract with waves and waves of gentle pressure against his. This wasn't like the other two orgasms I had had, this one was soft and finally pulled his body with mine. He gave one last deep groan and started pounding into me even harder then he had before, loosing all sense of rhythm and feeling like he had gotten ten times harder inside of me then he had been before. He had wrapped his arms around me at this point as well and we rocked together unevenly until both of our bodies finished shuddering.
We collapsed together in a sweaty pile of quivering flesh that I at least assumed wouldn't be moving any time soon.
He shifted us over on our sides, cradling me into his chest, curving his body around mine and drawing the covers over us. I breathed in his musky scent and let my body drape around his in my completely satiated state and just let my mind drift off. I felt too good at this point to actually be able to think about anything constructive. I couldn't even think about what was going to happen next. It was all way too much for me.