Chapter One Hundred- Twenty Five

He put his lips to Roth’s corded neck again and planted kisses all around it, before picking up Roth’s legs and wrapping them around his waist, so now they were raised to his back, his heels crossed, resting in the small of Tristan’s back.

Tristan could feel his hard cock touching Roth’s hole. Tristan moved his lips on Roth’s chest, exploring his wide and strongly built chest with his tongue. His touch was soft yet dominant as it controlled Roth. Roth let out a muffled, pleasurable moan, that made Tristan’s cock ache to possess Roth and feel the insides of Roth. He placed it just on the entrance of Roth’s hole.

Tristan, still not sure whether or not this was all a dream, was sliding his tongue on Roth’s stomach that was not tightly stretched as Roth’s body had tensed up, his nipples hardened, his cock fully erect, poking him. Tristan opened his mouth wide, devouring Roth’s body, his movements getting more and more intense with Roth’s encouraging soft moans, soft sigh.

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