[ Oh, he hears that laugh. And feels that tightening as well, but he just gives Aspen a knowing smirk as he leans over him, pressing deeper now, the angle of his thrusts adjusted to press up against him, seeking to rub against that spot as he moves, thrusts still maintaining that deliberate pace.
When he speaks this time, his voice holds a hint of strain from the pleasure, as fingers curl into the flesh of Aspen's hips. ]
I feel that, you little tease. Is this to be a challenge, then? To see who can make the other come first?
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When he speaks this time, his voice holds a hint of strain from the pleasure, as fingers curl into the flesh of Aspen's hips. ]
I feel that, you little tease. Is this to be a challenge, then? To see who can make the other come first?