Liam always seemed to have a way with words. He just... described things or put things a certain way that made Reagan simply melt. Reagan loved it.
When Liam's lips hit the front of his throat, Reagan let out a soft sigh mixed with a noise of pleasure, and his head tipped back even more. He tighened his arms around Liam's shoulders, and managed to rock his hips a little bit, and the friction of Liam against him mixed with the water drew a soft whimper from him.
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