Anne climaxed.
And besides the fact that she had felt it coming, she just really didn't have a chance of it not happening at that very moment.
From the way Caius' voice hit her, to the feel of his lips on her skin to the stroking of her nipple with his finger… Yeah, her underwear had to get wet.
And the feeling of the orgasm itself truly earned the word 'orgasmic'.
Never had Anne felt so good, so wonderful, so… pleasured.
Every other memory of every other climax, no matter how much she might have built them up in her head due to nostalgia, paled in comparison to this.
To the sheer force that this struck her with.
And it hit her in stages too. After each stage when she thought it had reached the crescendo, it'd be revealed that there was more to come.
