Another ten minutes passed before my pain began to subside. This allowed my other senses to slowly recover. I could smell the thick scent of sweat from his body. Strangely, it also seemed to carry a faint scent of hazelnuts.
His movements became faster and faster. I couldn't help but follow his movements and silently counted the rhythm.
To my disbelief, my body started reacting strangely. Oh no, not it wasn't strange. It was a familiar feeling, a wave of pleasure.
As he sped up, the feeling became even more intense. Five minutes later, I couldn't help but moan.
I didn't know if he'd like the sounds. I immediately covered my mouth and nose. My strong desire to live made me swallow all my moans back down my throat.
But I couldn't control my body, and soon I climaxed.
He didn't stop and continued. Ten minutes later, I climaxed again.
I was covered in sweat. My cheeks were impossibly hot. I wasn't crying anymore. I was enjoying it.
