The moment Mick Gold backed into the hotel room, Jessie Pegasis was on him. There was no pretense, no softness. Jessie Pegasis, all coiled muscle and intent, pushed Mick Gold against the wall. He worked Mick Gold open with his tongue, a relentless, wet pressure until Mick was shuddering. Then Jessie Pegasis drove into him, a single, deep thrust that made Mick Gold gasp.
When Mick Gold lowered himself onto Jessie’s cock, he set the rhythm, a slow, deliberate grind that was entirely his own. The tight, perfect heat of Mick Gold was too much. Jessie Pegasis couldn’t last, a raw groan torn from his throat as he came inside Mick Gold, who simply smiled, feeling the pulse of Jessie’s release.
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