The massive glans ground inch by inch against her entrance—which was still pulsing and contracting from her recent peak—stretching the tender flesh as it forced a slow, authoritative path inside.
"Too tight."
Silas rasped, his breath hitching. His member was clamped so hard by her internal walls that it was nearly impossible to advance. He paused, his hands kneading her breasts and teasing her c******s, trying to coax the tension out of her exhausted body.
Selena felt an overwhelming sense of fullness, followed by a dull, spreading ache.
She still couldn't force her eyes open; she felt as though she were trapped in the heavy, airless haze of a dream. Her limbs were leaden, and her mind was too clouded to identify the man buried within her. Yet, the scent clinging to him was familiar, a
