The tattooed, broad-shouldered man grips Riley’s hips while he kneels, his dark hair slicked back from the water’s edge, fingers digging into the smooth, lean body bent over him. The blond’s cock swells against the air as Riley takes him deep, throat working around the thick shaft before pulling back with a wet pop. Their hands grip each other’s skin, one rough with ink, the other smooth and taut, while the waves lap just beyond their reach.
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