Bab 178: Use Me, Alpha

(JERICHO)

Wesley's moans grow even louder. His eyes widen as he digs his heels into the bed and his body grows stiff.

Game over. Game fucking over.

The orgasm that he'd been trying to reach crushes him over like a dam, flooding his every part from head to toe.

"Oh, fuck…" he cries out, burying his face in the crook of my neck and clinging to me like his dear life depends on it. His load blows all over my abs. On any other day, I'm sure he'd be embarrassed by his display of neediness, but at this moment, we are both too blessed out to care. He is riding high like this is the best orgasm of his life. By the time that it is over, he is practically shaking. I didn't even think that this was possible.