Sexo Gay Bareback - - James Cassidy- Bryce Jax ...
When they finally reached the edge, James’s body shook with a shuddering climax, his hips bucking, his breath a ragged gasp. Bryce held him close, his own release spilling hot and thick onto James’s belly, the two of them tangled together, breathing in unison.
With a fluid motion, Bryce unbuttoned James’s jeans, his fingers working expertly. The denim fell away, revealing James’s bare skin, the warm glow of the lamp accentuating the subtle sheen that had already begun to form. Bryce’s eyes roamed over James’s body, taking in the way the muscles flexed under his own touch.
James’s breath hitched as Bryce’s fingers slipped beneath the shirt, finding the hard line of his chest, then the softer curve of his belly. The touch lingered, a slow, deliberate dance that made James’s pulse race. Bryce’s thumb brushed over the tight band of James’s briefs, and a low growl escaped his throat. Sexo Gay Bareback - James Cassidy- Bryce Jax ...
For a moment, they lay still, the world outside the club a distant hum. Bryce pressed a gentle kiss to James’s forehead, his lips warm, his fingers tracing lazy circles on James’s skin.
James’s hands roamed, fingers tracing the lines of Bryce’s back, feeling the taut muscles ripple under his skin. Bryce’s fingers dug into James’s shoulders, anchoring him as they moved faster, each contact sending shocks of pleasure through them both. When they finally reached the edge, James’s body
They left the back room hand in hand, the night air crisp against their skin, the neon sign of Eclipse flickering behind them. The city hummed, but inside James’s chest, a new beat had taken hold—steady, fierce, and undeniably theirs. End of story.
When the final “cut” echoed through the set, James slipped into a black cab and asked the driver to take him to Eclipse. The ride felt longer than it should have been, the city lights blurring past as his pulse quickened. The denim fell away, revealing James’s bare skin,
“James,” Bryce said, his voice low and husky, “I’ve been waiting for you.”
“Do you trust me?” Bryce asked, his voice barely above a whisper.