Chapter 19

Corey makes a muffled noise, his lips pressed to Will’s. When they part, allowing Will’s hungry tongue entry, Will thrusts up into the hustler’s tight ass.

Thatearns him a breathy gasp.

Will falls back to the seat, hips bucking to force as much of himself as he can into his lover for the evening. Corey follows him down, hands still clenched in Will’s shirt, his mouth ardent, insistent, as it seeks Will’s own. “Yes,” he sighs into Will as they kiss, his words timed with each thrust, each fuck. “Please, God, yes, God, fuck, yes, yes.”