Not yet. [ She's begging him, even as her body constricts around him. ] I'm not ready.
[ But her pleas are pointless even before they leave her lips. He's not the only one fighting against his own pending climax. Rey tries to push back against it, tries to draw that satisfaction out longer. When it's over, when they're lying in a heap together, will he regret it? Will he hate her again? Will he turn his back, like he did before? There's no way of knowing. Only this moment, and she's desperate to stay in it.
It can't last, of course. Or more to the point, she can't last. Rey crumbles, comes apart violently in a series of shuddering spasms which twitch through her shoulders. Her muscles pulse around the intrusion of his cock, a wild and rapid seizing that verges on painful. But she tries to keep moving through it, to savor that feeling. Her fingers can't coax anything else from her clit; it's too sensitive to touch, but clutching at his ribs gives her better leverage to keep moving her hips.
To ride out the feeling, clinging to him, gasping. ]
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[ But her pleas are pointless even before they leave her lips. He's not the only one fighting against his own pending climax. Rey tries to push back against it, tries to draw that satisfaction out longer. When it's over, when they're lying in a heap together, will he regret it? Will he hate her again? Will he turn his back, like he did before? There's no way of knowing. Only this moment, and she's desperate to stay in it.
It can't last, of course. Or more to the point, she can't last. Rey crumbles, comes apart violently in a series of shuddering spasms which twitch through her shoulders. Her muscles pulse around the intrusion of his cock, a wild and rapid seizing that verges on painful. But she tries to keep moving through it, to savor that feeling. Her fingers can't coax anything else from her clit; it's too sensitive to touch, but clutching at his ribs gives her better leverage to keep moving her hips.
To ride out the feeling, clinging to him, gasping. ]