Mia rocked against him, watching him come apart and following him seconds after. She'd never felt anything like it.
George grinned, letting the feel of Tripp clenching around him pull him over the edge, gasping as he spilled inside Tripp.
He paused, stopping himself from slumping forward and holding himself upright for a moment with great effort. He didn't want to squash Mia, but neither did he want to pull away. "Wonderful." He kissed Tripp's shoulderblade. "So wonderful."