BUT ONLY LOVE CAN TELL (ENGLISH VERSION)
He held me firmly, his grip tightening on my hips as he felt my legs trembling against his shoulders.
"Let go, Marinel," he whispered against me, his breath hot against my slick folds. "Come for me."
The command, spoken in that deep, husky tone, shattered my last thread of control. I cried out, my entire body convulsing as my climax tore through me, waves of pleasure radiating from my core to the tips of my fingers. I clung to him, sobbing his name as the world around me dissolved into a blur of ecstasy.