Rico Leon grips Savage Moore’s hips, his knuckles flexing over the inked ridges of his thighs as the bearded man arches into the couch’s worn leather, fingers digging into the cushion to brace himself. The blond’s jaw tightens, his breath ragged as Rico slams down hard, the sound of flesh meeting leather muffled by the low hum of the room. Savage’s ass clenches around him, muscles straining against the grip of Rico’s hands, each thrust driving deeper with a wet, obscene slap.
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