His hips stuttered once, twice, and then he pulled back, all the way out with a pained sound as his cock jerked, spurting a few drops against her.

"Good boys don't come," he whined against her shoulder, just clutching her tighter. "Good boys don't come. Good boys stay hard and needy, and, and, and don't come..." He couldn't help it, he sank back into her, thrust a few times, and then pulled out again with a ragged gasp. The edge wracked his body with a shiver.