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The first touch was a soft kiss, Bryce’s lips brushing the tip, sending a wave of pleasure that made James gasp. Bryce’s tongue slipped in, tasting the salty tang, flicking and swirling in a slow, erotic dance. James’s hands gripped the leather of the couch, his knuckles white, his breath coming in shallow bursts.

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.

“James,” Bryce said, his voice low and husky, “I’ve been waiting for you.” Sexo Gay Bareback - James Cassidy- Bryce Jax ...

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

Bryce’s other hand moved to James’s hip, guiding him forward. He pressed his pelvis against James’s, a warm, muscular body pressed tight against him. The friction was immediate, a soft, slick slide that sparked a firestorm of sensation. Bryce’s hips moved slowly at first, finding a rhythm that matched James’s quickening breaths. The first touch was a soft kiss, Bryce’s

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.

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. They left the back room hand in hand,

“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.