He licked and lapped at her like a hungry man at a feast, every stroke stoking the blaze inside her and sending ripples through the walls of her cunt. Deep inside, the coil of release began to unwind, slowly at first then faster. As she teetered on the brink, Dante slid two fingers inside her, she clenched them, and the orgasm exploded with the force of a hurricane. Shudders racked her and the scream that broke from her lungs was like the sound of some exotic cat.
At last, when every bit of strength had been drained from her, she collapsed into the soft waves of aftershock. And finally into stillness.
Moving up her body, Dante rubbed his lips over hers, sharing her taste, before sliding his tongue into her mouth. Regan was limp beneath him, spent by the unexpected force of that first climax, but she had barely caught her breath before Dante was coaxing her into another one.