“Fuck, yes.”Wes shifted on his knees, looking tortured. “Desperate’s hot on him. Gay sex “Desperate’s hot on him. My mouth fell open, no sound coming out at first. “Your turn.”—————————–Wes knelt behind me, breath shallow, tongue dragging one slow, reverent lick between my cheeks like he was afraid it might be his last. “You feel… My body rocked against him, every thrust sending sparks behind my eyes. No holding back.”His grip changed. “Wes,” I said softly, “you want more?”“Yes,” he growled behind me. Just one long, slow lick from base to tip, and my back arched involuntarily.Luca watched, arms folded, the outline of his cock thick and ready. Worship. “Your turn.”—————————–Wes knelt behind me, breath shallow, tongue dragging one slow, reverent lick between my cheeks like he was afraid it might be his last. Hit that spot that made me jolt. Hungry. So fucking perfect. Beautifully.And I fucking loved it. Then he slowed. “Wes,” I said softly, “you want more?”“Yes,” he growled behind me.
