With every surge, he felt a wave of sweet, sweet heat ripple through his body. It was like his blood had turned to fire and it was burning him from the inside out, but this fire held no fear for him, only a radiating sense of wonder. How was it he could never tell virgins from the rest? Surely they would be glowing with joy and awe after a deed like this. It was rather peculiar to him, yet he didn't spend more than a second dwelling on it. There was no time to think, only to feel, and feel he did. He felt like his body was going to burst into a million pieces. It was so painful, yet so wonderful at the same time. He'd heard the phrase 'It hurts so good' before but never really understood it. Now he felt it was the understatement of a lifetime.
Yet he knew nothing until it hit him. A single wave of pure, raw pleasure tingled burning through his body. He tried to scream it out, to channel that energy somehow, but his newly healed vocal chords failed him. It was a single note of ecstasy and then suddenly it was cut short and only Hadley could hear the air still moving through his broken body. It was hparse and rough as if he were an old man trying to take his last breath in a smoke filled cavern. Yet he didn't feel it. All he could feel was that ecstasy, but somewhere in the back of his subconscious he knew it would hurt like the dickens when he woke up in the morning.
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