The relentlessness with which Callaway moved against him was maddeningly perfect. It kept the feeling of orgasm going longer, and eventually, Parker was reduced to a shivering little lump of satisfied. Reaching his hand up, he carded his fingers through Callaway's hair, tilting his head back so he could lean up and kiss and lick at his neck.
When he was finished, he let his head drop back down, chest rising and falling deeply with his rapid search for breath.
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