Well, there went Hya's grand plan to try to hold himself back enough to try to give her a second. Not with the way she felt when she came, inner walls fluttering along his whole length, squeezing him almost too tight to be born.

He gazed up at her, mouthing the words 'beautiful' as she came, trying to keep from going over immediately as she rose him down into the cushions.

And instead, made it three, maybe four strokes before his vision sparked white and he arched up into her.