He felt the familiar throbbing in his veins, like a beat that was only meant for he and Mateo to share. His fingertips grazed like lightning bolts over his neck, marking Mateo’s skin with a heated touch that seemed almost murderous in its ferocity. He could taste the lust in every single syllable and the thrill of seduction filled the air like it was alive. This was it. This was what he’d been waiting for all along.
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The man with the black eyes strode into the room like a panther. His movements were smooth and languid, an erotic tease of what was to come. Heat surged through Isaiah as his gaze raked the man’s body – from his smooth, muscled chest to his hard, inviting ass. The two locked eyes, and Isaiah knew from that moment he was in for a wild ride.
Henry’s hardness was his to give. I wanted it. Desperately. I bucked, slamming my hips against his thigh and grunted like an animal desperate to take it. He was mine, or at least I convinced myself he was. As I took it, I was no longer me – I was a male animal mad with lust.
The neon-lit streets of the city were filled with powerful temptation, and Elijah was no exception. His sizeable package was an invitation for any man to succumb to pleasure. I took the plunge, and found myself in a whirlwind of pleasure and satisfaction like I’d never imagined. He was in charge as my soft lips wrapped around his huge juicy shaft.
Tightly gripping Miles, I dragged him back against me, eyes locked in passionate fury, mouth twitching to form forbidden words. His lips parted in desire, begging to feel me further in. I savoured the sensation of his tongue as I plunged deeper and deeper down his throat.