“You can’t shake this sexy ass around and expect me not to want to do something about it.” Proving my point, I pressed a single finger in and out of his ass slowly. That fucking moan he let out. It bled through me like liquid iron. He rocked back against me, and I slid in a second finger, stretching and prepping him. I threaded my fingers through his wet hair and tilted his head to the side, nipping his neck where I knew he liked. Gruffly, I ordered, “Stroke your cock, Gray.” “Yes, Sir,” he replied breathlessly as he fisted his dick. I knew he meant the words playfully, but fuck if I didn’t
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