My legs wrapped around his torso, and with one final thrust, Soren plunged as far as he could, slamming me against the door as he groaned. I could feel his member pulsing inside me as I clenched down hard, coming undone for the umpteenth time.
Shakes took over my body, and I could only wrap my arms tighter around him as I waited for this crushing high to slowly subside. Meanwhile, Soren remained hilted inside, occasionally moving his hips as ropes of his release spilled inside me.
We stayed in that position for a good minute or two, waiting for our climaxes to run their course.
When Soren finally pulled out, I gasped at the sensation. My nether regions were insanely sore, and even the slightest bit of friction sent a frisson of pain and pleasure through me.
He set me down gently on the floor, and for a second, I needed his support to stand. My legs felt as though they belonged to a newborn deer, and I could barely walk.
"Careful," he said, his eyes still slightly misted over.
