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A low moan escaped James’s lips, and he turned his head to meet Bryce’s gaze. Their eyes locked, a silent conversation passing between them—no words needed. Bryce’s hand moved to James’s chest, his other hand still working in slow, measured circles, building a tension that seemed to pulse in time with the music.

“Good night, Bryce,” James replied, a smile curving his lips as he felt the afterglow settle, a lingering warmth that promised more nights like this, where the world fell away and only the rhythm of their bodies mattered. Sexo Gay Bareback - James Cassidy- Bryce Jax ...

A soft sigh escaped James, and he turned his back to Bryce, exposing the smooth plane of his hips. Bryce’s hands moved with practiced ease, slipping under James’s shirt, feeling the heat of his skin. He slipped his fingers beneath the fabric, teasing the edge of James’s waistband. The contact was electric, a promise of what was to come. A low moan escaped James’s lips, and he

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. “Good night, Bryce,” James replied, a smile curving

“Absolutely,” James replied, his voice thick with desire.

The intensity built, a crescendo that seemed to pull the very air out of the room. James’s moans rose, a low, guttural sound that blended with the music, while Bryce’s breath grew ragged, his eyes dark with need.