He wasn't planning on coming, not yet. For now, he only wanted to feel him, to let him come down, slowly, still ready so he could then taste him. He wanted to taste every inch of his skin. He growled as Riley moved on him. "I want, to watch you. Watch you come for me, go weak, and come again, I want, to taste every inch of you. Gods, stop, moving." He groaned, his own hips thrusting to meet him.
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