Forbidden Pleasure

Every time she twitched from the overwhelming sensation, her walls clenched around him, sending sparks up his spine.

The friction between them, the way her body gripped him—he knew it was making her just as sensitive.

He could feel it—her body was catching fire just as his was.

He kept moving, his pace relentless, until—

Her nails dug into his back. Her legs wrapped around his waist.

And then—

She came first.

“Aah! F-fuck—! Ah!”

Her inner walls convulsed, tightening, wringing him dry from root to tip.

The spasms dragged him deeper inside, as if she was trying to pull him apart.

Calix snapped, his grip bruising as he pushed her down, forcing himself deeper into the vice of her heat.

More.

Deeper.

More.

All the way—

“Ah—!”

His breath came ragged and uneven.

He clung to her, holding her close until his release had completely subsided.

Their chests rose and fell against each other in a frantic rhythm, their pounding heartbeats the only sound filling the quiet space.