A wicked grin twists on his lips, and he yanks me closer until I’m completely flush against him, his thick arousal pressed against my cock, still straining inside the fancy cage. Barrett’s hands slide onto my backside, kneading my cheeks as he grazes his teeth against my earlobe. “I’ve laid awake the past four nights fantasizing about fucking you,” he whispers to me, his words a deep growl that sends a shiver down my spine and make my balls ache.
