Derek nodded, tilting his head back as he grunted, then groaned, fist tight as he milked his orgasm, pleasure coiling low in his belly until it coiled too tightly and he came undone. The first stream landed across her cheek, and then he corrected his aim, come painting her lips and chin.
"You can come," he gasped, between shallow breaths. "Make yourself come for me, Ally."