Grinning through his own distraction, Carter felt Kenza twitch and lose her perch, soaking down his shoulder and chin.<br/><br/>"Good deal," he growled and could finally get both hands on Sandra's hips, curling his fingers so he could press into her asscheeks to goad her on. He focused on the smell of the women and the arousal they'd pooled together, felt the heat on his skin and the tight slide on his cock, willing the climax just at the edge of his reach. Lungs and brain aching with it, he abruptly felt the snap of pressure, the drag of the inevitable, gratified to hear Sandra's noise of completion and the ripples at last triggering him off.<br/><br/>In the sensory vacuum, he groaned and twitched as he came, flooded with endorphins and the best kind of exhaustion, his strong hands flexing into Sandra's hips.<br/><br/>"Christ," he slurred as his senses started coming back on line. "I needed that. I owe you, big time."<br/><br/>Dragging both women down into a choking hug, Carter kissed both their heads and didn't fight the darkness crowding the edges of his vision.<br/><br/>Fade to black.