But he quickly adds another finger and picks up speed, hitting a place inside of me that has me gasping. Suddenly I feel a strong urge to pee.
“Titan, move.”
The sense of urgency increases every second.
“Move, Titan, please,” I plead, my breath getting caught in my throat, but that only makes him pick up speed.
He does take his mouth away from my core for a moment to whisper, “It’s alright, let it go, my love. Just let it go.” His voice is calm, but the intensity of feeling in his tone is hard to describe.
I let go of his hair and grab hold of the sheet with both hands, my back arching. And suddenly he curls his fingers inside in a “come here” motion. With the slightest scrape of his nails, my vision goes white, my body convulsing as liquid gushes out of me.
A strangled cry of pleasu
