Troy Halston’s shaved head gleams under the light as he grips Drake Jayden’s waist, fingers probing deep while the shorter, tattooed man braces himself against the couch, his belt buckle catching the eye. Drake’s muscular frame tenses as Troy’s mouth seals over his, tongues clashing hard between thrusts of a single, relentless finger. The couch creaks beneath them, the only sound lost to the, unfiltered press of skin and the slow, deliberate work of a hand that won’t let go.
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