He can only huff out a low, breathy chuckle as if to say, Always.

And then at her request, which sends an added thrill up and down his spine, his eyelids flutter shut. His head rolls back with a moan, his back arching.

With each exhalation, his moans grow louder and louder. He's not holding back anymore, he can't. Jay's mouth is too relentless, and Alice's presence, watching him, breathing near him, is such a fucking turn-on.

"Oh, Jay," he pants, his throat constricting. "Darling-- I'm going-- I'm going to--"

Come.

And he does, hard, his entire body going rigid as if electrified, and he cries out with unmistakable joy.