Kayden Alexander sits on the edge of a bed, his blond hair falling forward as he grips the sheets, his smooth, slim body shifting under his weight. His fingers trace the curve of his own thigh before slipping lower, the tension in his jaw sharp as he works himself open. The air hums with the sound of his breath, uneven and heavy, as his hand moves faster, the rhythm of his hips betraying how close he is to losing control.
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