Pride that Keep Him Silent

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Sophia's moans filled the room, creating a symphony of pleasure that echoed off the walls. She felt herself nearing another peak, the intensity of Ragnar's touch driving her to new heights.

Her body tensed, her muscles tightening as she approached the edge once more.

Ragnar's breath grew quicker, his own arousal heightened by the sight and feel of Sophia's body arching beneath him. He sensed her imminent climax, the way her body trembled and her breath hitched.

"Let go, Sophia," he teased, his voice a commanding whisper.

"No… no…" Sophia tried to resist, her body trembling, tears streaming down her face.

She had lost count of how many times she had climaxed that night. Sophia was reluctant to admit how easily her body surrendered to Ragnar's touch.