Salvador Mendoza grips Dani Robles’ hips as he drives into him hard, his bearded jaw locked over the other’s shoulder while Dani’s clean-shaven chest rises with every thrust. The couch creaks under their weight as Mendoza’s muscular arms coil around him, fingers digging into the unbuttoned shirt still clinging to Dani’s back. His mouth moves down Dani’s neck, tongue tracing the pulse before pulling back to suck deep on his throat.
