"Fuck yes," Chris smirked and rocked his hips forward again-Toby knew him too well. Smiling at the thought of that, Chris began pushing hard into the heat, his lips pressing hard into Toby's as he let his teeth graze them, hands gripping at the slim hips below him to pull them down with each thrust inwards, soft grunts coming each time. He wouldn't last long like this, he knew, but he'd be damned if he came before he got her to orgasm again, he decided.