A few more thrusts and she’s gone, crashing over the edge with a wailing moan that echoes off the unpadded surfaces of the kitchen. The orgasm hits her hard and her body stiffens as she rides it out. The pleasure bursts inside of her, flooding all of her senses, until at last it subsides.

Midge falls forward against Jaskier’s chest, though keeps moving as much as she can so that he can finish.

“Come inside me, my sweet bard. Fill me up.”