[And, though he'll never ever admit it, its that gentle touch to the back of his neck -- familiar, tender, loving -- that does it, that pushes Corry over the edge.
He groans, shuddering, burying himself to the hilt and coming, hard, almost before he's begun to really thrust.]
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Date: 2022-09-17 05:38 am (UTC)He groans, shuddering, burying himself to the hilt and coming, hard, almost before he's begun to really thrust.]