Sacred Sins; A Dark Tale
Lost in space total, eyes closed, throat humming soft.
An hour plus. Zeke edged forever, cock throbbed, veins pulsing in Eli's neck. Finally hit send on last email. Groaned deep. Pushed chair back. Pulled Eli off slow, a wet pop followed, strings of throat slime. Face wrecked, red eyes, spit mask. Zeke scooped him up, crushed lips in kiss. Tongue deep, tasting himself. Carried bridal to bedroom.