Chapter Ninety Seven

He kept on slamming his cock inside me and all i could do was to moan, and dig my newly polished nails on his broad back. Beads of sweat formed in his neck, it's been red since we started fvcking our brains out- or should i say, making love as what he prefers to call it.

A few more thrusts, faster and harder before he released his thick semen inside me along with my fifth orgasm. My womb felt so full. He spurted so much that some of it was flowing down my thighs, sticking them. Regardless of that, i'm very very satisfied.

Who wouldn't be if the sex turned out straight with only peeing was the valid break?

I'd take that as a perk of having an active husband. Imagine, satisfying ourselves in the worldly pleasure until three in the morning. No interval or any, just draining each of our stamina 'til we both fell on the verge of giving up. But knowing Lorcan, it was never in his vocabulary. When it comes to this, he's becoming the immortal that he is.

And it's freaking sexy in my viewpo