[ It is probably poetic then, that the gasp that quivers out of him prompts him to part his lips for you, and that he doesn't close his mouth even if the natural inclination to do so is there. His eyes are back on yours now and the look in them in full of want, full of need, and full of you.
Please, yes. Fuck him again. Push him over the edge once more. He's already anticipating the way you'll fit back in him, which is why his stomach has tightened, the muscles beneath his flesh quivering as he does his best not to squirm on the sheets. ]
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Please, yes. Fuck him again. Push him over the edge once more. He's already anticipating the way you'll fit back in him, which is why his stomach has tightened, the muscles beneath his flesh quivering as he does his best not to squirm on the sheets. ]