With her hips canted as they were, his cock kept sliding against every pleasurable nerve she had and sent them all firing in succession several times, leaving Sinthia limp and shivering, moaning as her head fell back. She took a long, deep breath in and held herself to Illya as she spasmed, rocking and letting the aftershocks buffet her.

"Don't push it," she whispered to him, biting down gently on the edge of his earlobe, rubbing her hands over his shoulder and back.