I'm way excited to see him. I was mulling over a boxer for my guy maybe
Basil groaned around Emmy's tongue, body utterly overwhelmed yet again. It seemed like each time, Basil thought it couldn't get more intense, and then the next time it did. If not for Emmerson holding him down, he was sure he'd burst apart.
He focused on the ache in his wrists, the way the bones felt squeezed and almost ground together. The hurt was so starkly juxtaposed to the delicious friction against his cock and it only made that feel better. "Please," Basil tilted his chin back and then down, as if he didnt know what to do with his body.
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