When we were breathing easier, I made to move off of him. But Brandon grabbed my arms, and his ass clenched around my dick.
“Don’t pull out.” His voice was barely more than a whisper and I almost didn’t hear it.
It took some creative maneuvering, but I managed to move him farther up on the bed so that I could lay us both on our sides. I kept a tight hold of his hips, pressing his ass to my pelvis the whole while so I wouldn’t slide out of him.
“Brandon,” I said, tucking him against my body. “I’m gonna fall out when I go soft.”
“Okay,” he whispered. “Pull out just before that happens then. I hate losing you. I love you inside me.”