RYDER

I pump into her a few more times before my own orgasm washes over me.

I lay on top of her afterward, savoring the feel of her clammy skin against mine. Every time I take a breath, she's the only thing I can smell and nothing comforts me more.

"Are you okay?" I ask softly. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"No," she replies breathlessly before kissing the front of my neck.

For several minutes, we just hold each other. I kiss a path along her shoulder, and she turns her head to look at me. ...