His fingers move inside you with practiced ease, each stroke setting fire through your nerves. You can feel the heat pooling deep, growing impossible to contain. Your breath catches, body arching toward him as the pressure builds, every slick glide pushing you closer to the edge. Then the wave crashes — sharp, overwhelming, making you tremble and cry out quietly. Your muscles clench around him, pulling him deeper as you ride the aftershocks, utterly lost in the pleasure he’s coaxed from you.

Climax from His Touch

You keep your fingers moving, steady and sure, savoring the way his body responds. His breath hitches, then breaks as he shudders, every muscle pulsing and clenching around you. His soft moans and trembling frame tell you exactly how much he’s feeling it. You hold him close with your touch, steadying him as he rides out his climax, skin flushed and eyes half-lidded. You’ve given him everything — and you’re not done yet.