Chapter 16: The Bruised Darkness
Our clothes drop to the foyer’s floor as the search for unyielding s*x between our heated bodies heightens. Jory covets my skin with his tongue and hands. Lips meet my tight neck, rounded pecs, and firm n*****s. They work their way down and along my treasure trail, and end their feisty kissing and licking adventure at the top of my pelvic area. Not once does he try to find oxygen, totally into our bodies connecting. Helplessly and efficiently he devours my flesh, obviously enjoying the skin tour of my naked body.
Although there is very little light in his foyer—an almost violet-blue ray of illumination casts through the front windows and splays over his body—I take in his muscular shoulders, mounded pecs, ladder-like chest with its pelt of dark hair, and
