“I don’t know if I…I don’t…” Alex stutters out, and then writhes on Mahiro’s hand.
“You can. I’ve seen you almost do it, so do. Let go, Alex. Let me pleasure you.” Mahiro reaches up and flicks one of the n****e clamps and Alex wails, clenching down hard on Mahiro’s fingers. Yes, that’s going to do it. He glances back and Adam is palming himself, but still has a hand on the rope. This has to be timed really well, but he thinks he can manage it. He rubs a thumb along Alex’s rim at the same time he starts thrusting his fingers in earnest, and Alex shakes his head, moaning.
“I don’t know, I…I’m…I can feel…”
“Yes, Alex,” Mahiro hisses and bends forward to nip at Alex’s ass. “Let it go for me, lovely. Let it go.”
Alex sucks in a breath and then shudders and comes, body jerking against the re
