“Fuck, right there. Don’t you dare. Don’t you dare stop. I want you to come with me.” “Not. Yet,” he groans, and I roll my hips a bit. “Son of a bitch.” “Please, I want—” He buries his head in my neck and reaches between us, rubbing my clit as I continue gliding up and down his thick length. “That’s it, baby. Just like that.” Within two minutes, I come. And within two more, so does he.
