“No way.”
Martin smiled and kissed him. “Just teasing. What we have is just ours.”
“Damn right,” Colin said, pulling out partway before pushing back home.
They stayed in the same position for about five minutes, but Colin could tell his man’s legs were starting to cramp so he suggested Martin turn around.
Another deep sigh of satisfaction followed once Colin had settled on Martin’s back and had slid his d**k back where it most loved to be.
“Yeah, this is it,” Colin groaned, beginning to pick up the pace.
“Yes,” Martin whimpered in pleasure.
“Tight arse.”
“Big d**k,” Martin automatically replied.
The motel bed squeaked as Colin pounded into Martin’s passage. A small part of Colin—a very small part—worried that the people in the next room could hear them.
Just then Martin squeezed
