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The conversation was a blur of flirty banter and laughter. Bryce’s hand brushed James’s thigh under the table, a gentle, deliberate touch that sent a jolt of heat up James’s spine. The music shifted, a deep, throbbing house beat that seemed to synchronize with their breathing.

Their bodies intertwined, a perfect fit as they moved together, the heat between them rising with each thrust. The room seemed to pulse with the music, a low, throbbing echo that mirrored the raw, animalistic rhythm of their bodies. The scent of sweat, mixed with the faint smell of cheap cologne and the metallic tang of desire, filled the space.

Bryce’s hand slipped under James’s waistband entirely, sliding the thin cotton fabric away. The cool night air of the club brushed against James’s exposed skin, heightening the fire that was already burning inside. Bryce’s fingers found the sensitive tip, pulling it out gently. He traced a lazy circle, watching James’s eyes close and his shoulders relax into the couch. Sexo Gay Bareback - James Cassidy- Bryce Jax ...

“Good night, James,” Bryce murmured, his voice soft, content.

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. The conversation was a blur of flirty banter and laughter

James’s hands roamed, fingers tracing the lines of Bryce’s back, feeling the taut muscles ripple under his skin. Bryce’s fingers dug into James’s shoulders, anchoring him as they moved faster, each contact sending shocks of pleasure through them both.

When they finally reached the edge, James’s body shook with a shuddering climax, his hips bucking, his breath a ragged gasp. Bryce held him close, his own release spilling hot and thick onto James’s belly, the two of them tangled together, breathing in unison. Their bodies intertwined, a perfect fit as they

“Make yourself comfortable,” Bryce murmured, pushing James onto a plush leather couch. He knelt, his fingers trailing over James’s collarbone, then lower, caressing the firm curve of his chest. James exhaled, the tension in his shoulders melting away as Bryce’s mouth found his ear, whispering, “You’re mine tonight.”