Page 79 of The Defiant Curse

Well, Graham knew.

“Maybe enjoy what I’m about to do, D’Artangnan,” he suggested.

And there was his real name.

Yeah, someone wanted that tender moment between them, and he couldn’t blame him.

“Have at me.”

Well, that was all he had to hear.

Graham immediately got to work. He began worshipping dick. He feasted on his rock-hard erection, slurping and getting him damn wet.

The wetter, the better.

His big dick was going to be finding its way into his ass, and he wanted that lubrication ready to go.

Bet.

On.

It.

Slipping his fingers into his hair, Michael controlled the depth of the blowjob, making sure his bottom took him to the base, and nothing less.

He gagged him with his cock, but he knew Graham loved it. He could tell because his body was reacting to that one action. Well, that and the man loved giving head.

And Michael loved receiving it.

The sound of him gagging turned him on wickedly. The way Graham was slurping and getting him wet…

Oh, he definitely wanted an ass pounding.

Bet.

On.

It.

Someone was teasing him a little too much. It seemed he needed a lesson reminding him who was in charge.

And it wasn’t him.

As he was about to cum, he felt fingers exploring his ass, and someone was having a little too much fun.

As he impaled him, Michael was shoved off the edge, erupting in the man’s mouth.

Holy fuck!

The whole room spun.

Oh, as soon as he could tell what side was up, someone was being punished.

When he opened his eyes, Graham was staring down at him, and that wicked grin said it all.

He was proud of what he’d done.

Well, let the sexy fun begin.