Daley Anholt’s beard presses into Kian O’Connor’s throat as he chokes on his cock, the blond’s fingers digging into the sheets while the other’s grip tightens around his waist. Kian lies still, his smooth chest rising as Daley’s tongue traces the seam of his lips before pulling back to swallow him deep. The bed creaks under their weight as Daley’s palm slides between his thighs, fingers finding the slick heat of his hole.
