Yes

"I'm about to cum," you groaned, your voice a low, guttural vibration that echoed in the hollow of your chest. You tightened your grip on her hips, your fingers sinking into the soft flesh as you felt the first violent contractions of your orgasm beginning to ripple through your shaft. The heat between you had reached a fever pitch, a searing friction that left you breathless and blind.

Maya stiffened beneath you, her back arching as she felt the sudden, rhythmic pulsing of your cock. "Pull out," she gasped, her voice a frantic, desperate whisper that was almost drowned out by the wet slap of your bodies. She tried to shift her weight, her hands clawing at the velvet cushions as she attempted to slide away from the inevitable surge.

You didn't listen. Instead, you surged forward with one final, powerful thrust, burying yourself to the hilt and locking her hips against yours with an iron grip. You felt her internal walls clamp around you in a shock of resistance that only served to intensify the pleasure. Then, the dam broke. You groaned loudly, your eyes rolling back as you blew your load deep inside of her, the hot, thick pulses of your seed filling her with a searing intensity. You held her there, pinned against you, as the last of the tremors racked your body, leaving you both shivering in the oppressive, amber silence of the lounge.