Chapitre 317: The End?

Malachi and Celeste didn't leave each other for the span of the whole night.

It was an experience unlike any she had ever felt before.

Her long dry spell paired with Mal's insatiably created an exquisite hell that she didn't know if she ever wanted to escape from.

The twenty two year old was very affectionate.

Even if Celeste was sore and needed a moment to recover, Malachi would still adamantly caress her skin or leave small marks in places no one else would notice.

Normally Celeste felt she might consider such a thing overstimulating, but it was quite far from unpleasant.

She felt as if her entire body was humming with echoes of his touch that only amplified the intense pleasure that followed when he inevitably continued.

But as exhilarating as the evening was, Celeste was still only human.

There was a limit to just how much intercourse her body could take before pain and discomfort began to outweigh the pleasure.