27 - Felicity

Shawn moves faster at a merciless pace. The pleasure beneath my skin bursts. My quivering fingers clutch Shawn's thighs, nails digging into his skin as my back arches like a bow. My

eyes roll to the back of my head.

My mind becomes lost in a fog.

As it starts to fade, I realize Shawn is still moving. My body is out of strength but he still has his, his thrusts even more forceful now. Then he starts to tremble.

He propels his cock inside me and buries it deep in a final thrust as his body grows taut. His hands grip my knees. His features contort in pleasure as he grunts.

Then he falls silent. For a moment, he stares at me as he catches his breath and waits for his muscles to uncoil. Then he pulls his cock out of me and lies down beside me.

I don't move. As the heat from my skin evaporates and my thoughts clear, I realize what I've done - again - and unlike last time, I don't know what to do next. This is my room, so I can't leave. Is Shawn going to?

Finally, he gets off the bed. He gla