When bro’s voice stutters on your name, low, cracked, barely holding together, you know he’s close. Too close. His legs are shaking, thighs clenched tight around you like he’s trying to hold himself together, but his body’s already given in. Every breath is a gasp, every sound a prayer. He’s gripping the sheets, your arms, anything he can find, because it’s all too much and still not enough.
You’ve got him right where you want him: undone and open, pleading without words. His head tips back, eyes fluttering shut, sweat dripping down the curve of his throat. He looks ruined. Gorgeous. Yours.
“Can’t,” he breathes, but his hips are already moving, chasing the rhythm you’ve set. Needing it. Needing you.
You slow just enough to make him feel it deep, dragging, devastating. His breath catches on a moan and you watch the tension ripple through him like a storm about to break.
“You can,” you murmur, voice like velvet wrapped in smoke, lips brushing over the shell of his ear. “You’re already taking it so well for me.”
He lets out a sound that’s almost a sob, clutching you tighter, like the only thing keeping him from falling apart is your hands on him, your voice in his ear, your mouth on his skin. You kiss his neck, slow, possessive, and his whole body shudders. He’s lost in it, in her, in the way your smaller frame moves against his like it was made to unravel him. “Just a little more,” you whisper, dragging your fingers down his spine, heat curling between you like a live wire. “Let me watch you fall apart for me.” And he does completely. Because when it’s you? He always does.
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