[The whimper very nearly does him in. Peter takes a shuddering breath and pushes into her again, wanting to hear more noises like that one.
He's so close already, most likely from the previous two times making him overly sensitive, so he closes his eyes for a distraction: Starting line up for the Mets the year he turned 10 and memorized the program at his first real game. It was cliche, but it worked for a reason.
He felt the wave receding, and thrust once more, whispering Bela's name and running his free hand over her hip and thigh. She was so soft and warm that he knew he wouldn't last much longer, but he still wanted her to come first.]
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He's so close already, most likely from the previous two times making him overly sensitive, so he closes his eyes for a distraction: Starting line up for the Mets the year he turned 10 and memorized the program at his first real game. It was cliche, but it worked for a reason.
He felt the wave receding, and thrust once more, whispering Bela's name and running his free hand over her hip and thigh. She was so soft and warm that he knew he wouldn't last much longer, but he still wanted her to come first.]