I'm addicted, truly, and I don't want to stop.
The rhythm grew frantic, their bodies moving in a desperate sync, the "SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!" louder, more relentless, the "QUELCH! QUELCH!" wetter, a symphony of their shared passion. It's like a storm, and I'm in the center. Thalatha's hands scrabbled at his shoulders, nails scraping as she braced herself, her vision blurring as the pleasure pushed her to the edge of consciousness. I'm going to lose it, it's too good. Mikhailis shifted, lifting her slightly, changing the angle so his thrusts went deeper, poking her sweet places with a force that made her cry out, "MMMHH!!!" He's deeper now, gods, how is he deeper? Her body shuddered, her thighs shaking as climax after climax crashed through her, each one a blinding wave that left her gasping. I'm coming so fast, I can't stop it.
