Jack continued his slow, deliberate movements through the water, oblivious to the torment he was putting Angel through.
Her body had a mind of its own now, responding to every shift, every press of his cock against her most intimate place.
Without thinking, she began to move her hips, just a little, testing, experimenting—grinding against him ever so slightly, chasing the pleasure that was building inside her.
It was intoxicating.
Dangerous.
And yet, she couldn't stop.
Just five minutes into the human submarine game, Angel reached the heavens and beyond.
"I'm coming!" she screamed in her mind, biting down on her lip to keep from moaning aloud.
Her entire body tensed, heat exploding from her core as wave after wave of pleasure consumed her.
Her thighs clenched involuntarily around Jack's waist as the orgasm ripped through her, more intense than anything she had ever felt before.
