The third orgasm rolled through her in waves. Not as explosive as the previous two, but deeper, longer, leaving her shaking.
Damian followed with a roar, and they collapsed together.
But still.....they weren't done.
The next position was the Pretzel Dip.
Eve lay on her side. Silas positioned himself behind her, one of her legs hooked over his hip, the other stretched out. He pushed inside from behind, and the angle made them both groan.
"This lets me get so deep," Silas said, starting to move. "And I can reach around and touch you while I fuck you."
His hand slid down her body, finding her oversensitive clit. Eve whimpered at the contact.
"Too much?"
"No," Eve managed. "Don't stop."
Silas worked her with patient intensity, building her toward another orgasm despite her exhaustion. When it finally hit, it was soft but devastating, rolling through her in endless waves.
Silas followed shortly after, and they collapsed together in a tangle of limbs.
