She bit down on her lip and closed her eyes.
A mewling sound came from her throat as wave after wave of satisfaction drifted over her, taking her breath and her sanity for a moment. Then, when it slammed back into her, it felt like every nerve in her body lit up and sizzled.
She heard his groan of completion, and then a gush of warm liquid filled her pussy.
After he stopped thrusting, she collapsed against his chest.
She felt his lips in her hair and smiled. He’d always done that. He loved her scent and told her many times that it drove him crazy with desire.
He stood to his feet with her in his arms and stepped out of the tub onto the mat. Once he set her on her feet, he reached for a towel.
She smiled as he thoroughly dried her.
When he got to her back, she felt him stiffen and inhale abruptly.
Aisha looked over her shoulder, saw the despair on his face, and turned. “Don’t, eshgham. I survived.” She cupped his face in her hands. “Now we’re together.”