Sawyer thrust once, then again against Draco before he began to tremble. Draco held him through it, waited for him to stop coming, then pressed another kiss to his gasping lips. “Delicious,” he whispered. “Better than I imagined, and I imagined it a lot.” “You’re telling me,” Sawyer said. “And you just made me come in my pants in the neighbor’s yard. That’s like… I can’t even believe we just did that.”
