"Yes," he breathed, dropping a kiss against Winter's chin. He made sure his hand and his hips had a matching rhythm. Even in trying to bring Winter the most pleasure he found his own release grew closer and closer. As much as he'd have liked to make love to him all night he knew soon he would tip over the edge. So long as he brought Winter off first. He was sure he had enough control over himself to do that.

"Oh, Winter...oh, my love," he said softly. "Oh, precious, yes. Yes..."