Derek’s cock was still buried deep inside Stiles’s fluttering pussy when he finally slowed his thrusts, both of them gasping, sweat-slicked and trembling from the intensity of their shared orgasm. He pressed one last soft kiss to the back of her neck before carefully sliding out, a thick gush of their mixed cum immediately dripping from her swollen pink folds and trailing down her milky thighs.

Stiles whimpered at the sudden emptiness, legs shaking so badly she could barely stand. Derek caught her gently by the waist, helping her down from the counter until her bare feet touched the cold tile again. But he didn’t let her turn around yet.