"Why do you stop, my lady? Cum more... cum more for me," Cassian urged, pushing her over the edge again. In her mind, she snapped with exasperation, 'I haven't stopped cuming, you bastard...'
And she truly hadn't. From the moment she had drenched the sheets with her release, she had been trapped in an ongoing state of orgasm. It had been over half an hour now, each second spent clinging to the last remnants of her strength just to keep her mind from slipping entirely. Her body was consumed by waves of intense pleasure, heightened further by Cassian's repeated releases at intervals, contrasting with her continuous state.
But he continued with the same intensity as before, now positioning her in a way that left her feeling deeply embarrassed. She never imagined she'd actually be taken like this—positions she had only read about and fantasized over but never thought she would allow in reality.