[Goddamn, that's fucking hot, all of it. The whole fucking room feels hot. Her movement is starting to become overwhelming, and it's taking all of his concentration not to come right now, especially as she whispers to him. That, of all things, gets the hair on the back of his neck to stand up and draws a groan from him - it's one of those last little pebbles removed that will wind up making the dam burst.
But he holds it together and laughs a little through his panting breaths as he slaps his palm hard against her rear again, and fuck that's it, he can't hold out any longer. He digs nails into her right where he'd just smacked her as his fingers clench and his hips drive upward, and that last drag of friction is all he gets before he comes hard. He must look a mess, his hair is in his eyes somehow, and yet through it he's focused on her.]
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But he holds it together and laughs a little through his panting breaths as he slaps his palm hard against her rear again, and fuck that's it, he can't hold out any longer. He digs nails into her right where he'd just smacked her as his fingers clench and his hips drive upward, and that last drag of friction is all he gets before he comes hard. He must look a mess, his hair is in his eyes somehow, and yet through it he's focused on her.]