{MICHAEL}
I collapse over her, my spine and thighs tingling from the sheer force of my orgasm. Jesus. That was insane. I haven't cum that fast since I was a randy teenager. Completely lost my fucking grip on my control.
I lift myself off her, suddenly worried my weight might be crushing her delicate frame. Her eyes are closed, those pink lips slightly parted, chest rising and falling in ragged pants, a sheen of sweat glistening on her forehead.
Mine. All mine.
"Are you okay?" I ask, brushing my knuckles over her cheek.
Her golden eyes flutter open in thin, hazy slits. She stares up at me blankly for a moment, like she's confused how we got here, and my chest swells with pride, cock twitching inside her. I did that to her.
And then—fuck—her core clenches around me, and I feel myself stir again.
She groans, pressing her hand to my chest. "Are you getting hard again? You're insatiable."
