Today I bring you another tidbit from Talbot’s Ploy. This has certainly earned a special spot in my rogue hall of fame. I loved weaving his progression from a man just wanting a fuck buddy to desiring to find his love.
Talbot hissed as his companion rocked back and forth. Low moans rumbled in Tyeis’s throat, and Talbot stilled, enjoying the aggressive pounding. His lover rode him, his lucid stare boring into his soul. Not satisfied with his own pleasure, Talbot grabbed Tyeis’s rigid member and stroked it. His other hand massaged the taut balls bouncing with every thrust. His chest heaved, and his breath quickened.
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