He didn't stop.
He pushed harder. Faster. Drove into that spot over and over until her entire body was shaking. Until her legs wrapped around him so tight she thought she might break something. Until the orgasm crashed through her like a tidal wave and she screamed his name loud enough to wake the dead.
He followed her over the edge.
She felt him pulse inside her. Felt the hot rush of his release painting her walls. Felt him bury himself as deep as possible and hold there while he emptied everything he had into her waiting body.
"Yes," she whispered. "Give me all of it. Every drop."
His hips jerked.
Once.
Twice.
Three more times as he wrung out the last of his orgasm.
Then he collapsed on top of her.
She caught his weight. Held him close. Felt his heart hammering against her chest in a rhythm that matched her own.
"I love you," she said.
"I love you too."
"That never gets old."
