Raw & Ruined: Short Romantic Sins
Thighs shaking.
He added a second finger. Scissored them slow, stretching himself open, feeling the burn turn into that deep, dirty pleasure that made his eyes water. Crooked them, searching—found that spot inside and pressed.
His whole body locked up. “Ah—fuck—right there—”
Cock throbbed violently in his fist. Another bead of pre-cum welled up, thick and clear, dripping down over his thumb. He smeared it around the head, twisted his wrist hard on the upstroke, focused right under the ridge where it was most sensitive.