"As if you could," Zach groaned, feeling each spasm of her inner walls against his cock and doing his damnedest to keep a reign on himself. "You're fine. Perfect," he paused, panted a bit in a vain effort to get his breathing under control, "incredible."
He felt himself nearing the edge but gritted his teeth and kept himself in check, determined to pull her with him this time. His right hand smoothed off her hip and dipped below the bulge of their child, seeking out and finding the bundle of nerves at her core. Gently, he stroked against her and sought her eyes with his own. "Again, Debi. Come with me this time."