"Jae, f…fuck, no…I can't." Minho rasped, tugging into his hair as he pushed himself up to chase the pleasure. "I'm gonna come."
"Not yet, baby." Jae Hyun taunted, circling Minho's opening with his thumb and then blocking it as his thrusts grew deeper and harder, brushing on his sensitive spot.
The pressure had grown so intense that Minho couldn't hold back any longer. He thrashed onto the mattress, letting out mumbled voices as he felt it build to an intolerable high.
"Jae, baby…please…please…fuck."
Let me come. I want to come.
At that moment, there was nothing else Minho could focus on except the voices that repeated in his head like a chant. Let me come, let me…let me. His vision became blurry, and his eyes teary.
