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He moans painfully, almost a whimper of protest. Like I’m asking too much.
But he grinds back, his eyes flaring wide, his lips pulling back in a wicked smile.
I start slow.
He's still rock hard inside me.
It's torturous for both of us, lingering in the aftershocks of the first cataclysm. The sweet, ticklish sensation sends my abdomen fluttering, the insides of my thighs quivering.
I can barely stand up.
So, I spin, snatching his cock in one hand and squeezing him ruthlessly. “Stay hard for me.”
A shout escapes his lips as I do it, and he glares straight into my eyes, pushing me back up onto the desk and slamming himself deep inside. The slippery, divine mess of our ecstasy is all over both of us.
“I’m always rock hard for you.”
This time is slower, closer. He doesn't pull out. He just grinds, right up into my G-spot.
My knees lock up into his chest, held fast by hands tucked around my lower back.
The rocking motion creates friction between us, my clit pressing into his pelvis, pinning me in the most devilish position, stimulating every aspect of my sex. In seconds, I'm at the edge again, about to tumble over. I know he might not come with me this time, but I don't give a fuck.
I lie back, stretching out on the desk as I cry out. “A–again… I’m coming again!”
This time, there’s no tension, my entire body shivering and shaking as shimmering heat swells through me. It lasts for an eternity. Twenty seconds, thirty seconds, a minute. An hour.
I can't tell. I've lost all sense of time, let go of everything.
All I can feel is him inside me, filling me completely, making me come again. And again. And a third time. I think I might pass out.
All I hear is his laughter, wicked and free, pure masculine pride at what he’s doing to me.
“One more. One more for me, Hellena…” It’s a whisper, but it’s still demanding.
He's gaining speed again. He's lost in me, focused only on where we’re joined, his eyes closed, his eyebrows scrunched together.
Evan leans in over me, baring his neck, his head thrown back. As I feel him start to come again, he buries his face in my neck, whispering my name. The entire length of his muscular frame is taut, clenching as he erupts inside me again.
And I can’t stop myself from the mind-numbing shudders that take me with him.
Again.
It’s a slow, long, drawn-out orgasm, every nerve in my body lighting up, tingling and awakening before cresting, breaking, and falling away to delicious, drained slumber.
I can’t even open my eyes.
We just lie there, on the table, heaving, his body keeping me impossibly warm. His fingers find their way into my hair, gently rubbing, caressing me with a tenderness I’ve never seen from him.
It’s perfect quiescence. Silence.
Both of us understand that when we stop, when we pull away, the moment will be over. We'll have to pretend like we're ourselves again.
But nothing will ever be the same.
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HELLENA
