"This isn't going to prove me wrong," he countered breathlessly, watching her for as long as he possibly could before letting his head fall back against the sofa with a shuddering sigh.

He let himself drift in the feedback loop of her pleasure, her pride, every spark of desire met by his own. He swallowed with an audible click, his thumb tracing the seam of her lips stretched around his length.

"It's too much," he gasped, but he did nothing to push her away, instead clutching at her a little tighter, his hips twitching restlessly.