Hell, she was going to come. He could feel her orgasm building. Her body tightened, and in that moment, nothing mattered but Tehya’s pleasure. Nothing mattered but her satisfaction, and ultimately holding her to him as she began to explode around his flesh.
Pleasure was agony. Pain was ecstasy.
Liquid rapture, white-hot and searing, flowed through Tehya’s veins as she heard the cries tearing from her throat. She was lost to reason and lost to reality as it exploded through her.
“God yes!” Behind her, Jordan thrust hard and heavy inside her, his cock burning the depths of her ass, the stretching, heavy ache building to a rapture she couldn’t resist.
She wanted the edge. She wanted to leap into the pure, blinding ecstasy she could feel just out of reach, hovering, awaiting her. She was there, tiny eruptions rocking through her as she kept climbing, kept fighting for that ultimate release.
“Better than my dreams,” Jordan snarled behind her as his fingers fucked her harder reaching inside the depths of her pussy. His fingertips caressed high and up, stroking that small bundle of nerves just behind her clit, a hit-and-miss caress that kept her teetering, kept her flying.
Liquid flames licked over her flesh now, reached into her veins.
“Jordan.” She clawed at the comforter, her hips thrusting back to him, driving him harder inside the sensitive entrance as she felt the rush of adrenaline and exhilaration surging through her.
She needed. Oh God, she needed so bad.
“Please,” she cried hoarsely.
“Not yet.” His voice was thick, heavy. “Hold on Tey. Just hold on, baby. Let it build. Let it burn for me.”
Burn more?
She was dying. She couldn’t bear it if it burned more. If the flames licked hotter inside her.
“Now,” she cried out, begging, ready to plead.
Oh God, she was begging.
“Not yet. Tehya, baby, you’re so tight. So exquisite.”
Her womb clenched, her pussy rippled with impending orgasm.
She needed it. She had to come. If she didn’t come then didn’t know if she could survive it.
She needed release so desperately that the agony of waiting had perspiration slicking her skin, had her juices spilling from her vagina. They eased past the fingers thrusting inside her with ever-increasing strokes.
She couldn’t bear it. She couldn’t survive another minute.
Suddenly, burningly, as his fingers pressed more firmly, rubbed, caressed, she exploded.
Every muscle tightened, her bones locked, her head tilting back as a wail tore past her lips, and she began to shudder violently with the orgasm that tore violently through her.
Pleasure was the center of an internal sun imploding. Heat, flames, a burning crescendo that overwhelmed her and sent pure, intense sensation ripping through her body.
Behind her, Jordan thrust into her, elevating her orgasm, prolonging it, and finally sending another sharp burst radiating in the middle of the first as she felt his release suddenly begin spurting inside her.
The final, hard thrust inside her was followed by the deep fiery spurts of semen filling her rear. Each pulse was followed a hard jerk of his body against her. The fingers at her hip tightening, the ones buried in her pussy caressing that sensitive little spot deep inside her.
It seemed to go on forever.
She wanted it to never end. She couldn’t survive it much longer, but she wanted to hold it inside her forever.
“God! Tehya!” Growling, savage, the sharp exclamation came as the final burst of his release filled her and the last hard explosion of pleasure tore through her body. Ripples of heat, her nerve endings pulsing, her pussy clenched and milked him as the final shudders shook through her.
Tehya collapsed against the bed.
There wasn’t an ounce of energy in her body. All but the most necessary brain impulses shuddered to a stop. She could breathe, that was it. She hoped she wasn’t required to do much more.