Brooklyn Sinners 3 A Sinner Born Avril Ashton

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.He tapped againstthe dark, wrinkled entrance and grinned when it contracted for him. Your responses.Man. Heswiped a thumb over his wet crown. The way you respond to me, I get high off that.Syren pushed against his finger. Kane, please. He begged just right, voice agitated, breathy raspy,body shaking. Do something!Kane grabbed the lube and squeezed some onto his fingers. On your knees.Syren sank to the floor, a fluid motion that looked so effortless and sensual. Cheek flat on the floor, Kane rasped. Ass in the air.Syren did it, his body shifting into position as if he d always done so.The curve of his spine wasbeautiful as he waited and Kane couldn t resist smoothing a palm down from his nape to the top of hisass. Hold yourself open for me. He edged closer and he heard it, Syren s breath rattling in his chest. So beautiful like this.Perfection.I want to dirty you up, come all over your back.Your ass. Yes. Syren arched higher, knuckles white against his skin where he exposed himself so readily. Do it.Kane pushed a finger into him, his pulse racing at the heat.Syren s entrance resisted him at first,clamping down and fighting to expel him.He pushed forward slowly and sank clear. Aah. The word was sighed from the man before him as he wiggled. Hmm, God.More.Kane smacked him. I give the orders. Yet he added another finger and wormed his way inside. Oh yeah. Syren rocked back, foreign words falling from his lips. Yes.Kane smacked him again, because he loved the sound of his palm connecting with Syren s flesh, andbecause the most beautiful and mournful sounds emanated from Syren s throat when he did.With eachblow Syren rocked, ass pushing back, riding the fingers Kane scissored inside him.His hands were busy but Kane s cock hadn t gotten the memo his shaft bobbed with every blow helanded on Syren, dribbling sticky pre-cum on his upper thighs and lower belly.His balls had longstarted throbbing, syncing with the pulsing muscles in Syren s ass.He paused long enough to get morelube then screwed three fingers back into Syren.The other man s cries ratcheted higher, bouncing off the walls, yet he pushed back, hips rolling as helifted off then sank down on Kane s digits again and again.Kane wiggled his fingers, searching forhis prostate with sure, upward strokes.He found that bad boy and grazed it with his knuckles.Syren cried out and raised his head.His limbs trembled quite noticeably but he worked himself onKane s fingers.Kane touched him there again. Please, Syren whispered. I oh fuck.I need I know what you need, Kane assured him.He pressed against the walnut-sized gland again, bitmore pressure this time. This, this is what you need. He stroked himself, root to tip, fast andfurious, the action quickly taking him where he wanted to be.Syren arched, widening himself and Kane moved off the bed in a semi-crouch over his lower half.Inthat position he could angle his fingers in even deeper and he did, rougher this time, no holds barred.He dug in and out, the movement making his wrist ache, but Syren s noises grew louder and Kane sorgasm reared up. Fuck! He threw his head back and let go.His release was blinding, ripping a hoarse cry from himas he pointed his cock head downward and emptied himself on Syren s lower back. Ugh. Syren shuddered.Kane s cream slid down the crack of his ass. Fuck.Kane!Kane removed his fingers, slowly, grinning as Syren s muscles grabbed at him to keep them inside.Syren hadn t achieved his release but Kane wasn t finished with him. I m not done with you, hemurmured. Get on your feet.He moved to the side.It took Syren three tries before he could stand on his feet and he still wasn tsteady when he raised accusing eyes to Kane. W-was that your plan? To keep me hanging on theedge?Kane grinned and yanked him close, taking Syren s mouth and thrusting his tongue deep.Kane didn tdo gentle, not then.He used his teeth, biting at Syren s lips and chin while he fisted his silky hair.Syren didn t simply allow himself to be taken either, his hands roamed Kane s back, nails draggingalong his spine, leaving goose bumps.He moaned into Syren s mouth, pushing his semi-hard cock, still leaking, into the man s stomach.Syren ground against him, their teeth clinking, tongues twisting [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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