Page 228 of Torrid Passion
It doesn’t take me long to follow her.
I grip her hips tighter and slam into her one last time.
As if chasing the aftermath of her climax, she squeezes me hard.
I’m done.
I fall off the cliff.
“Oh, fuck. Baby. God.”
I come, and I come, and I come, pouring an insane amount of cum inside her.
We’re both panting hard, struggling to land back on earth.
After a few long beats, I slowly pull out of her and flip us both so I land on my side with her pressed against my chest. I pull off the blindfold with care.
She greets me with a dazed look.
I chuckle.
“You wanted more. I gave it to you,” I tell her.
“You never fail to deliver.”
“Never,” I smile. “But you’re okay, right?”
“I’m more than okay.”
“Good.”
Her expression turns serious. “I love you so much, Loki.”
“Not nearly as much as I love you, Kyla.”
