Sweet Unhappy Heart
And there they stood, two men exposed in every way—naked, raw, and breathing like animals in heat.
Jackson pushed Liam onto the bed, climbed over him like a storm, devouring his mouth, his neck, his collarbone.
Liam’s hands dragged down Jackson’s back, nails scratching, pulling him closer.
“Fuck me,” Liam whispered.
Jackson’s entire body jerked.
Liam grabbed the lube from the nightstand. Jackson’s eyes locked on him as he handed it over, a dare in every move.
Jackson slicked his fingers, then lowered down, kissing Liam’s thighs, inner knees, teasing him as he spread him open. Liam trembled, gasping, body aching to be filled.
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