# Chapter 47: Endurance
Amara was still trembling in his arms, her second orgasm slowly fading. Her breathing was ragged, her body slick with sweat where it pressed against his.
Alex looked at her flushed face, at the way her eyes were still glazed with pleasure, and knew he wasn't done with her yet.
"Go to the table," he said, his voice rough. "Bend over it. Hands flat on the surface."
She unwrapped her legs from around his waist slowly, her movements unsteady. When her feet touched the floor, she had to grip his shoulders for a moment to keep her balance.
"Yes, Master," she whispered.
She walked to the table on shaky legs, turned around, and bent forward. Her hands came down flat on the metal surface, her back arching slightly, presenting her ass to him.
Alex moved behind her and positioned himself at her entrance again. Her pussy was still dripping wet, still clenching from the aftershocks of her last orgasm.
He grabbed her hips and thrust in hard.
"Ahh~~!"
