The slapping sound of Jayden and Penelope's colliding bodies was reverberating across the room like an heavenly music orchestrated by the choristers of desire.

Jayden was in deep with Penelope. He watched, mesmerized, as she rode him. The moonlight sculpted the curve of her breasts as they swayed with each motion, the peaks hard and dark. Tentatively, his hands found her waist, then slid upwards, tracing the dip of her spine, the smooth expanse of her back.

~Mmmn.

She squirmed in delight at his touch. And emboldened by her soft moan, he cupped the weight of her breast, his thumb brushing over the taut nipple.

"Ahhh… Mmhnn."

She moaned, arching into his touch, her rhythm faltering for a breathless moment before she resumed, her movements becoming more urgent.

Leaning forward, she captured his mouth again, her kiss deep and searching, her tongue tangling with his. The shift in angle drove him impossibly deeper inside her. He could feel the wetness coating his thighs, hear the slick, rhythmic sound of their joining.

Penelope's eyes rolled back. Her breath hitched against his lips. "Yes, Jayden. Faster." she whispered, a ragged affirmation. "Make me come for you."

Her hips rolled in a tighter circle now, grinding against him, seeking the perfect friction against her most sensitive spot. The heat between them was building, a molten core radiating outwards.

Her movements became more insistent, less controlled. The languid rhythm dissolved into a deeper, more urgent thrusting. She lifted herself higher, driving down onto him with a force that stole his breath, her body taking what it craved.

Jayden met her, thrusting upwards instinctively, a primal response to her demand.

~ahhhn!

A low, guttural sound tore from her throat, echoing in the charged air. Her fingers tangled in his hair, holding him close as her body clenched rhythmically around him, the contractions starting deep within her core, a powerful, pulsing wave that rippled through her entire frame.

As Jayden thrust deeper and faster with his relentless stamina, Penelope moans increased. Louder. Sexy. Consistent.

"Ahh! Yes, Jayden. Keep going. Mmhnn! Don't stop until you come for me, my love."

Jayden's control finally snapped. His deep primal urges broke free as he rammed his dick into Penelope's pussy with a deep, rough thrust.

Gasp!

A breathless gasp tore out of Penelope's dry throat. Her eyes flew open, wide and unfocused, locking onto his for an instant of raw, shared intensity before squeezing shut again. Her cry was muffled against his shoulder, a sound of pure, unadulterated orgasm.

Jayden felt it now… the intense, rhythmic squeezing, the wet heat flooding against him, the tremors shaking her body as her sweet nectar flowed out like a dam being released. Penelope huffed in exhaustion, she clung to him, riding the crest of her climax.

At that moment, Jayden also reached his peak. The intensity of her release, the sheer force of her clenching heat around him, shattered his last shred of control.

He gasped, his body arching off the bed, his hands gripping her hips hard enough to bruise. The coil deep inside him snapped, unleashing a wave of pure sensation that tore through him like lightning.

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He cried out, a sound ripped from somewhere primal, as his release surged into her in powerful, pulsing jets. It felt endless, a surrender so profound it left him trembling, every muscle taut then going utterly slack.

After releasing his seeds into her, Jayden collapsed onto the sheets, gasping, his vision momentarily whiting out.

Penelope slumped forward, her head resting on his chest, her own breath coming in ragged, shuddering gasps. Her body remained joined to his, still trembling with aftershocks of his orgasm, the warmth of her skin pressed against his, slick with sweat.

The room was silent save for their ragged breaths, the lingering scent of sex heavy in the air. Jayden held her close, his arms wrapped tightly around her, feeling the soft weight of her body against his, the warmth of her breath on his neck. He had never felt anything like it, never imagined such profound pleasure, such raw intimacy.

For a long moment, they simply existed in that tangled closeness, the air thick with the musky scent of sex and exertion.

Penelope shifted slightly, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she felt him soften within her. Her fingers, tracing lazy patterns on his damp chest, felt the frantic drumming beneath his ribs gradually ease. She lifted her head, her gaze searching his face in the dim light. His eyes were closed, lashes dark against his flushed cheeks, his expression one of stunned vulnerability.

A soft, almost imperceptible smile touched her lips as she watched him, a flicker of tenderness mingling with the lingering haze of satisfaction in her own eyes.

Slowly, carefully, she eased herself off him, a faint slick sound accompanying the separation that made him inhale sharply. The sudden coolness where her heat had been was jarring. She settled beside him on the narrow bed, facing him, her body curving towards his warmth.

"Are you alright?" she murmured, her voice a low rasp against his ear, warm breath stirring the fine hairs at his temple. Her other hand smoothed the damp hair back from his forehead, a gesture unexpectedly intimate.

Jayden opened his eyes then, meeting her gaze in the silvered gloom. The raw intensity of before had softened, replaced by a profound, almost overwhelming closeness. He saw the question in her eyes, the flicker of concern beneath the lingering satisfaction.

He managed a nod, the movement slight against the pillow, his throat too tight for words. His body too exhausted to move.

Penelope's answering smile was slow, warm, and beautifully devastating. Her hand, resting on his hip, slid upwards, tracing the line of his ribs, the curve of his shoulder, before coming to rest against his cheek.

The moonlight caught the sheen on their skin, the rise and fall of their chests almost synchronous, the world beyond the locked door utterly forgotten.

Slowly, deliberately, Penelope shifted her body. Her leg hooked over his, pulled him closer. She pressed herself flush against his side, the heat of her radiating into him.

Jayden could feel the soft weight of her breast against his ribcage, the slow beat of her heart a counterpoint to his own. He felt the shift in her breathing before he heard the words:

"You did good, Jayden," Penelope whispered , her voice a husky vibration against his skin. "Rest now, my love."

Her fingers flexed lightly against his belly, a final, grounding touch. Her body relaxed completely against him, a warm, heavy weight that was both anchor and comfort.

The air felt charged not with urgency, but with a profound, quiet intimacy, thick with the scent of their mingled sweat and sex.

The only sound now was the soft sigh of Penelope's breath evening out into sleep, a sound more intimate than any kiss, anchoring Jayden firmly in the startling, terrifying, exhilarating reality of the aftermath.

A smile curled up his lips as he drifted away in the warmth of Penelope.

Tonight, they had crossed a line, a line that couldn't be uncrossed… and he wouldn't have it any other way.