The Oldest Dream of Eternal Night

I leaned toward her, my lips seeking hers in a passionate kiss. Our breaths mingled, and I felt her body tense again, her muscles contracting around me. She let out a muffled cry, her body trembling with ecstasy.

I continued to move, savoring every moment, every moan that escaped her lips. Her hands slid down my back, caressing my skin, before resting on my hips, pulling me closer to her.

Suddenly, I felt a sting in my neck, and her ecstatic moan.

*'That hickey is brutal. Is she the wild type?'* I thought.

But the euphoria of the moment was too strong for me to dwell on it. I closed my eyes, letting myself be carried away by the pleasure building inside me.

Sabrina arched beneath me, her nails digging into my shoulders. "Don't stop," she moaned, her voice pleading.

I couldn't. I didn't want to. I continued to move, my thrusts becoming faster, more desperate. She wrapped her arms around me, pulling me close, and I felt her body contract again, a wave of pleasure overwhelming her.

Sabrina caressed my back, her fingers tracing soothing patterns on my skin. I slowly sat up, looking at her with a satisfied smile.

"That was... incredible," I murmured, my voice still trembling with adrenaline.

She smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief, before pulling me close. "You held up better than I thought."

I laughed, collapsing beside her, but my mind was foggy. A strange fatigue was creeping over me, as if my body had been drained of all energy.