Inside, the club was a cavern of low lights, leather booths, and a crowd that moved as one living organism. The scent of sweat, cologne, and cheap perfume filled the air. James pushed his way to the bar, his eyes scanning the room for Bryce. He found him near the back, perched on a high stool, his dark hair glistening under the strobe lights. Bryce’s eyes met James’s and held them, a slow grin spreading across his face.
The air was thick with anticipation. Bryce leaned down, his mouth finding James’s neck, planting soft, lingering kisses that sent shivers down James’s spine. The kiss deepened, their tongues dancing, tasting the salt of each other’s skin. Bryce’s hand slid lower, slipping between James’s thighs, his fingers brushing the slickness there, then finding the entrance to his desire. Sexo Gay Bareback - James Cassidy- Bryce Jax ...
A low moan escaped James’s lips, and he turned his head to meet Bryce’s gaze. Their eyes locked, a silent conversation passing between them—no words needed. Bryce’s hand moved to James’s chest, his other hand still working in slow, measured circles, building a tension that seemed to pulse in time with the music. Inside, the club was a cavern of low
“James,” Bryce whispered, his voice a gravelly sigh, “I want you. All of you. No barriers. Just us.” He found him near the back, perched on