Softly, Nadia whispers to her unconscious rival: “I told you I would break you. That I would make you cum, over and over again, until you begged me to stop. And so you did, but I did not, fingering you until you drifted off to your dreams. And as you lay on me now, I think I shall join you, making you cum even when you think you have escaped me.”
Haven’t Escaped Me
