“I’m serious, Cass,” he ground out, thrusting again out of pure need. “I’m about to lose it.” Cassius gave him a wicked grin around his cock as he pulled back and swirled his tongue around the head before he sank back down on him again. And that was it. Any shred of control Cyrus was clinging to was shattered. His other hand slid into Cass’s hair, his hips snapping forward. He tried—gods, did he try—to take it easy on him, but Cassius had steadily worked his way through every layer and defense Cyrus had. And damn it all to hell, Cass took it all when release found Cyrus. His head tipped back
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