Page 137 of Voyeur

“Oh, fuck, baby,” she whispered into Silver’s mouth.

“I’m going to come on your thigh.” Silver rode her harder.

“You are?”

“Yes. I can’t hold it in,” Silver admitted. “But I’m not supposed to.”

“Kiss me through it.” Honor pulled Silver’s mouth down to her own.

They kissed while Silver’s hips began moving erratically and while Silver gasped and moaned into Honor’s mouth. Honor didn’t care about her own building orgasm and the fact that it was delayed because Silver’s fingers had stopped moving inside her. She just wanted to let Silver take her pleasure and feel good.

“Oh, fuck,” Silver crashed into Honor’s neck.

“Babe, move your hand inside me.”

“Shit,” Silver said and moved her fingers inside Honor.

“Stay there.” Honor held Silver’s head to her neck. “I’ll come if you curl your fingers. I’ll ride them, okay?”

“Yeah.”

Silver curled her fingers slowly for a second, and when she’d recovered from her own orgasm, she lifted herself up to look down and smile at Honor. Just as Honor was about to come, though, she felt something cold and wet on her nose. So, she looked beyond Silver and saw it.

“You got it?” she asked.

Silver nodded and said, “Come for me.”

In preparation for the show, Silver had mentioned the possibility of getting a machine that generated snow for one of the scenes, but she hadn’t told Honor for sure that she’d found the money in the budget for it. Now, there was snow landing all around the room, on top of them and around them, and it gave the whole scene an ethereal feel to it.

“I love you so much,” she said into Silver’s ear.

Then, she came, pulled Silver down on top of herself, and as she held on to her tightly, her vision filled with white. It wasn’t cold, with Silver on top of her, but even if it was, Honor still would have stayed there forever.

“Silver?”

“Huh?”

“Will you marry me?”

Silver moved swiftly to look into Honor’s eyes to check that she’d heard right.

“I have your ring in my purse,” Honor told her with a smile as snow got stuck in Silver’s hair.

Silver nodded and kissed her. The scene was over. The snow stopped. The lights lowered entirely, but the two of them lay there in the darkness, holding on to one another and kissing until long after the guests had left. Then, Honor finally got those white bikinis off of her fiancée’s body.