[He groans, loud and low, rolling his hips vigorously against hers. She scratches his thighs and he barely feels it, his eyes squeezed shut as he listens to her words.] Fuck, yes. [He hisses out, twisting his hips as she moves against him.] Wanna give you what you want - give you everything, give you her - fuck, Rach, baby, Rachel - [She howls, the sound resounding in his ear, just as he'd promised. He catches a few words in there - his name, and fuck, and yes, and Santana, and more words he can't understand accompanied by moans and screams, her body tightening and pulsing around him. He can barely move; her body squeezes her so tightly from base to tip, fluttering around him. Her orgasm pulls his abruptly from his body, and he spills into her with a high-pitched gasp as his palm presses her abdomen back against his hips.]
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