“Oh my God,” I sobbed, my voice shaking uncontrollably. “You’re going to make me c*m again. I can’t—I can’t hold it. I’m going to—Connor, I’m going to—”
“Let go,” he commanded, still f*****g me slow but deep, dragging every inch of himself out before slamming it back in like he was engraving his name inside me. “I want you to c*m on my c**k while I’m buried inside this p***y. Let me feel it. Let me feel how much you f*****g love this.”
And I did.
I came so hard I screamed into the pillow, thighs clenching, back arching, whole body seizing around him like my cunt was trying to trap him inside and never let him go. I squirted. I shook. My vision went white. I cried his name like it was the only word I remembered.
And he didn’t stop.
He f****d me right through it, like my orgasm was just
