The thought was just as crazy as everything else had been, but I’d never been driven into a state of euphoria before. He refused to stop, plunging harder and faster, pushing me to the point of no return. Never in my wildest imagination would I consider doing something like this on my own. I fought every emotion, every ugly thought as my pussy muscles clamped and released several times, keeping his delicious cock buried deep inside.
I was lost in the moment, ecstasy rolling through me for the third time.
“Yes. Yes. Don’t stop. Yes.”
“I won’t stop, baby, until you take all you want. Now come for me, printsessa.”
I felt the brush with ecstasy coming closer, vibrations dancing through me. And closer still. His fucking was even harder than before, our hips smashing together, our combined sounds unrecognizable.
His command resonated throughout my body, driving me into a beautiful windswept climax immediately.
I could tell I was digging my nails into his arms as the orgasm powered through me. He pounded into me long and hard, refusing to let me go. I was driven to some kind of madness as the hard fucking continued, his growls mixing with the slam of the headboard against the wall.
When his body tensed, I held my breath, easing my other leg around him. As he began to shake, rising onto his elbows, he pressed his face against my neck.
“My beautiful myatezhnik.”
As he erupted deep inside, I blinked several times, a single tear sliding past my lashes. What had I just done?