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Click hereHe waits in an armchair, pants undone;
she climbs his lap, wearing only his open shirt.
She sinks onto him with a sigh;
he slides deep inside her with a low groan.
He holds her hips, controlling the movement—a slow grind, barely shifting, pace steady;
she feels him deep inside, the small shifts tease, she grows wetter.
He is unrelenting—movements almost imperceptible, tempo unchanging;
she is coming undone, moment by moment.
Her first climax grips her;
he is unrelenting—slow, subtle, shifting.
She struggles, wanting speed, friction;
he holds her hips tighter, not allowing.
Her second climax builds, thighs quiver;
he begins to sweat as she unravels again.
He is unrelenting;
she is shaking.
He feels her spasm in unsteady aftershocks, building again.
He is close now.
Not as steady.
Getting closer.
She tightens around him a third time;
he closes his eyes and relents,
grinding hard and fast,
pulsing in waves,
mind a white hot blank,
joining her in ecstasy.
I wish you had come back to the title one last time with, “Joining with her in unrelenting ecstasy.”
But these were some hot stanzas!