Redhawk Caldera Year in review [m]

Fox also knew that this would likely be one of their last sessions where she'd be receptive to him. So she wanted to make the absolute most of it. She bucked against him, unable to help herself. She squirmed and moaned and panted, feeling the heat between them rise and rise. Every movement was another bout of endorphins flowing through her veins, and she even began to feel a little bit light-headed from time to time. Still, she knew that she wanted it to last as long as possible. Peregrine drove into her again and again, her moans growing with intensity until she was practically shouting with pleasure.

When his husky voice explained that it wouldn't end until she wanted it to, it only made the pleasure that much more intense. She rocked back into him, their bodies fitting and moving together with such harmony, she wondered if this was real life. Not that she wanted to be awoken if it was a dream, of course. “I want it, Perry,” she moaned, feeling her own peak nearing with each thrust. “Come with me,” she begged, holding back her final climax so that they could finish in unison. What better way to end a week of passion?