"Alex, I can't" she gasped, her body trembling, the pleasure overwhelming, a force that consumed her entirely.
Her climax hit like a storm, a shattering wave that tore a final, broken moan from her lips, her body convulsing, her mind blank, lost in the raw, primal ecstasy of it all.
Inolda's sharp gasp sliced through the quiet of Alex's room, her back arching high off the rumpled bed, pink curls splaying wild across the pillow like a neon wildfire.
Alex's fingers thrust deep into her slick cave, the wet heat gripping him tight, sending a jolt of pleasure through her that made her thighs quiver.
Her vibrant tunic hung open, unbuttoned and splayed, her bare breasts heaving, nipples taut and glistening under the silvery glow of the ceiling's crystal orb.
His lips clamped around one nipple, sucking with a fierce, hungry pull, his tongue flicking the sensitive peak in a relentless rhythm.
