August Alexander’s thick, tattooed arms wrap around Matt Heron’s slim waist as he kneels behind him, fingers already working into his tight hole while August’s mouth seals over his neck. The blond’s head tilts back, lips parted as August’s tongue traces the sensitive skin before his teeth graze the pulse point. Matt’s fingers dig into the sheets, his breath hitching as August’s meaty cock presses against his ass, ready to fill him.
