Sounded like Iestyn wanted this over with as quickly as Henry did. He applied more lotion to himself, and then slowly and carefully he slid inside.
A shiver of pleasure ran through him as he started moving. He rose up on his knees, holding Iestyn's hips in place, and he started moving faster, trying to speed this along. He bit his lip and his face scrunched in concentration, and the only sound was his hips slapping against Iestyn's ass, and the tulle of the skirt shaking. Henry let out a groan, feeling bad he wasn't getting Iestyn off, but it would be over faster if he just focused on himself. Arousal grew, and he could feel climax looming closer. He started to lose control over the sounds he was making because suddenly everything became about chasing orgasm as his body took over. They were so close to being free and clear here-
So close-
So-
"Stop!" Joshua yelled, and Henry was so startled, he nearly toppled the both of them right over. He froze, on the edge of climax, and opened his eyes gasping.
"What?!" Henry whined, wondering if Joshua was going to tell him to focus on Iestyn too. But no. No, he was not.
"Get out of him. That's enough, no orgasms."
The entire rest of the time, Henry would have been thrilled for Joshua to tell him to stop. But now, his body was screaming for release, and it ha taken so much work to get there.
With a frustrated groan, he pulled free of his husband, his entire body shuddering. "You are invited to eat me," he said, his voice husky.