Пятьдесят оттенков серого

           Unzippinghisfly,hefreeshimself,grabsthebacksofmythighs,andliftsme.

           “Wrapyourlegsaroundme,baby,”hecommands,hisvoiceurgent,strained.

           IdoasI’mtoldandwrapmyarmsaroundhisneck,andhemovesquicklyandsharply,fillingme.Ah!Hegasps,andIgroan.Holdingmybehind,hisfingersdiggingintomysoftflesh,hebeginstomove,slowlyatfirst—asteadyeventempo…butashiscontrolunravels,hespeedsup…fasterandfaster.Ahhh!Itipmyheadbackandconcentrateontheinvading,punishing,heavenlysensation…pushingme,pushingme…onward,higher,up…andwhenIcantakenomore,Iexplodearoundhim,spiralingintoanintense,all-consumingorgasm.Heletsgowithadeepgrowl,andheburieshisheadinmyneckasheburieshimselfinsideme,groaningloudlyandincoherentlyashefindshisrelease.

           Hisbreathingiserratic,buthekissesmetenderly,notmoving,stillinsideme,andIblink,unseeing,intohiseyes.Ashecomesintofocus,hegentlypullsoutofme,holdingmesteadywhileIplacemyfeetonthefloor.Thebathroomisnowcloudywithsteam…andhot.Ifeeloverdressed.

           “Youseempleasedtoseeme,”Imurmurwithashysmile.

           Hislipsquirkup.“Yes,MissSteele,Ithinkmypleasureisprettyself-evident.Come—letmegetyouintheshower.”

           Heundoesthenextthreebuttonsofhisshirt,removesthecufflinks,tugsitoverhishead,anddiscardsitonthefloor.Takingoffhissuitpantsandboxerbriefs,hekicksthemtooneside.