Aurora's fingers dug into his shoulders, holding onto him as if he were the only thing grounding her in the storm of pleasure.
"Don't stop," she pleaded, her voice trembling with desire, her hips arching up to meet his. "Please… don't stop."
Her words ignited something deeper in him.
He groaned in response, his movements becoming more intense but still measured, determined to give her everything she craved.
The sound of her need, the way her body responded to him, drove him wild.
"I won't," he murmured against her lips, his voice ragged and strained. "I couldn't if I tried."
Each thrust brought them closer to the brink, their bodies moving in perfect sync, the tension between them building toward the inevitable.
The rhythm intensified, every movement drawing them deeper into a whirlwind of pleasure that seemed impossible to control.
Aurora's back arched, her body straining against his as the sensations swelled.
