Sex had always been good. But this—this was nothing like he’d ever experienced. Not in his head or body. And when Dom collapsed onto the bed, when Adrian released his arms and slid next to him, when those same strong hands pulled him into an embrace, only then did he realize he was crying.
“Shh. I have you.” Adrian’s kisses were gentle against his cheeks and forehead.
“Didn’t hurt,” Dom pushed out. Last thing he wanted was for Adrian to believe he’d gone too far—because he hadn’t—this was just so fucking overwhelming.
“I know.” Another kiss, this one to his mouth, and slow and as tender. “It’s okay to feel.”
Dom sighed against Adrian and let those arms and hands and mouth soothe and comfort him as he fell back down to earth from the best orgasm in his entire life. Part of him wanted to apologize for being such a mess—but Adrian didn’t seem to mind. “I guess I did ask to be shattered.”
“Yes, you did.” Fingers traced Dom’s cheeks. “I truly hope you enjoyed that as much as I did.”
Dom huffed a laugh and stole a kiss of his own from Adrian’s lips. “It’s never been better than that.”