There was a part of him that hadn't expected our thought to go this far. He probably should have just gotten Drake to cum and be done with it. But Jas couldn't resist him and he didn't want to. They were both insatiable. He set a brutal pace, watching Drake's face, listening to his pleas. He moved from the wall, pylkpul out of Drake so he could throw him on the bed. Jas followed him,  climbing over him. He took Drake's mouth in a searing, possessive kiss and lifted his legs. Jas surged back into him with a loud groan. His pace was as hard and punishing as before. He didn't let Drake touch himself.<br/><br/>He suddenly flipped them over, letting Drake be on top. "I am getting there. Might take a little longer but I want you to come with me." He reached up and brushed a thing over his lip. "Can you do that for me? My whore." He growled and thrust up into him, over and over. Jas wanted to be used in this moment because it was taking away a lot of his stress.