It almost surprises Sean, the way no one thing suddenly pulls him over the edge. It's just the steady build brought on by the slide of their bodies, that tight heat enveloping him, the way she feels in his arms, all of it coming together so slowly that he doesn't even notice he's almost there until he is. It catches him off-guard when his muscles tense and he buries his face against her neck, the soft cry he makes almost unrecognizable to his ears. Alright, so maybe he still never wants this to end, but as the force of his own orgasm hits him like a freight train, it's a pretty fantastic alternative.
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