other man.
He was the one to be shocked when Nick got to his hands and knees, exposing himself for Adam to see.
Not that he wanted to look a gift horse in the mouth or anything, especially with the way his cock was swelling and pulsing with blood, but—“Not going to fight me for it?”
Though Nick couldn’t see, he still looked over his shoulder toward the sound of Adam’s voice. “I need this just as much as you do at this point. Now get over here and fuck me before I change my mind.”
“Yes, sir.”
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THE END
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