He teases me, alternating between fast and slow strokes, never letting me get too comfortable. I moan and start to quiver and tremble as I get closer to the edge.
He knows just when to increase the pressure and when to back off, pushing me to the brink of pleasure before cruelly wrenching the temptation of it away again. He nibbles on my ear and laughs and kisses and promises me he won’t ever let me go.
Finally, when he says that, I let out a long moan as I come, my body trembling as I ride out wave after wave of pleasure. He doesn't stop until every bit of energy is drained from my body. I collapse against him, my head buried in his chest.
Only then does he start to take care of himself. His gentle thrusts come faster and faster. His breath warms the back of my neck. If I wasn’t alread
