Steamy Diaries
I came with a scream, my body convulsing with the force of my orgasm.
But even as I rode the waves of pleasure, Sibomin was there, coaxing me higher, bringing me to the edge again. And again. And again.
By the time it was over, I was limp and sated, my body spent from the endless cycle of pleasure and denial. Sibomin held me close, its body warm and solid against mine.
“That was incredible,” I murmured, my voice hoarse from screaming.
“It was only the beginning,” Sibomin replied, its voice a low, seductive purr. “There is so much more I can show you, so many pleasures I can give you.”