Locke curved his body around me, his heated skin sliding with mine, his breathing a rough mess of deep grunts and low groans. He took my hand off my dick. “Wait for it.” I had no idea what he meant. Then it crept up on me, ambushing me with a hot slam of pressure-laced ecstasy. Fuck. Holy fuck. I buried my face in the mattress, a thundering wave taking me under. An unearthly noise fell out of me, and I came . . . I came so fucking hard. Locke slowed, milking my climax, drawing out his own, and the shot of wet heat pushed me to a new high, his wild groan a sound I’d never forget. He didn’t stop
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