The breaking point had finally arrived.
I stayed straddling Justin’s lap, his throbbing c**k buried deep inside me, the neutral sensitizer amplifying every sensation until pleasure and pain blurred into one unbearable storm. The afternoon sun blazed through the high windows, illuminating every tremor in his exhausted body. His thighs shook violently. Sweat rolled down the hard planes of his chest and abdomen in heavy rivulets. His c**k pulsed helplessly inside me, leaking steadily, denied release even as I took everything I wanted.
The emotional fracture inside me had split wide open.
I rocked against him slowly, deliberately, grinding down in deep possessive circles while the weight of everything crashed over me.
“I am breaking,” I gasped, my voice trembling as I clenched around him.
