Beck’s breath stuttered in his throat, his back arching as Hayden slid in deep to the root of his dick before stopping. “Oh… fuck… Hay…”

“Jesus, B…” Hayden groaned as Beck’s body clenched tightly around him, the suction and heat almost making him lose control. “You’re so fucking tight… God, you feel so good.”

Instead of going rough with pent up need, Hayden gripped Beck’s hips and rocked into him in a slow, tender, and deep rhythm.

Angling his hips so that ...