Kyle Steele’s bearded grip tightens on Brogan Reed’s hips as he pins him into the sheets, his knuckles flexing against the yellow strap of his belt. Reed’s mouth opens around Steele’s tongue, fingers digging into the mattress while Steele’s other hand slides down, gripping him hard enough to make his breath hitch. The bed creaks under their weight as Steele pulls back just enough to watch Reed’s throat work, his own jaw clenched in anticipation.
