Laying limp on the bed, I watched the beautiful kaleidoscope of colors pass behind my eyes and bathed in the sweet sensation of latent tingling pleasure and satisfaction. I felt Noah lean down over me, and his c**k shifted deep inside me, slowly slipping out.
"Shhh, baby girl, don't cry," he whispered, kissing my cheek. "Please don't cry."
I hadn't realized there were tears until I felt his lips on my face. I opened my eyes, then touched the slight wetness and looked at them with awe.
"Are you okay?" he asked worriedly.
I nodded and tried to speak, but my throat was hoarse from all the screaming. I cleared it a few times until I could finally find my voice.
I giggled softly. "I feel wonderful, Sir."
Noah's concerned gaze searched my face for any sign of falsehood. But w
