Chapter 37

He started on the inside thigh of the leg Colin had on the floor. Dragging the flat of his tongue along the tense muscle, he licked a path upward, absorbing the faint tickle of the hair, breathing in the sweaty musk of Colin’s skin. His hand created the same trail on the opposite thigh, but it reached Colin’s groin first, seeking out then encircling his cock in an imposing grip

Grady stroked Colin’s shaft leisurely, rotating his wrist with each downward stroke, and brushing his nose against Colin’s sac. The wiry hair brushed against his lips, and the musky scent of his skin filled Grady’s head. For a while, he was happy to just skim his mouth and nose over the soft skin, tongue slipping out to trace over the loose wrinkles or to glide up the underside of Colin’s cock.