Kayden Gray’s tattooed, muscular frame pins Axel Pierce beneath him, his light hair catching the light as he drives deep into the tight hole with rough, relentless thrusts. Axel lies still, his smooth, corded body stretched out, while Kayden’s fingers work his asshole with deliberate pressure, then swipes his tongue along the rim before returning to the bed’s rough sheets. The air hums with the wet slap of flesh, the only sound as Kayden’s grip tightens on Axel’s hips, pulling him up to meet every hard, unyielding stroke.
