“One more time, sweetheart…” Misha whispered tenderly, a smile on his face as he saw your whole body shaking, trembling in pleasure and overstimulation from the amount of times he’d already made you cum. But he’s not satisfied yet. “I know you can do it, baby…Do it for me?” And how can you ever deny that beautiful face? So you nod, whimpering because you know what’s coming next. His fingers know just where to touch you, how to make you fall apart. And the next thing you know, you’re screaming his name for what seems like the millionth time that night. It hurts, but it feels so damn good. He kisses the top of your head and praises you, “My good girl…”