Bella

The first wave of my orgasm had barely crested when the aftershocks hit harder and meaner, like my body had decided one explosion wasn’t enough. My pussy clamped down on him in violent, rhythmic spasms, each squeeze pulling a fresh gush of wetness around his still-buried cock. I couldn’t control it anymore. I found my hips jerked against his, grinding helplessly, chasing the fading sparks even as they built again into something sharper.

“Oh fuck—oh fuck! Mr Black—” My voice cracked into a high, keening whine, words dissolving into nothing but breathy sobs. My thighs locked so tight around his waist my calves cramped, heels digging into the small...