[Hearing him growl her name like that, the sheer rough maleness of it, is what does her in, she's pretty sure, and her fingers and toes clench as the waves of her orgasm start to wash over her. She jerks once, twice, tightening around him and swearing in a very uncharacteristic manner, before relaxing somewhat, breathing hard. She keeps rocking her hips upward to meet him, still tensed around him, helping him until he can come.
It really is a good thing she's on birth control.]
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It really is a good thing she's on birth control.]