Doll face
Ryder's breath caught in his throat as he took off his own clothes and sank back onto the mattress, his back resting against the bed, feeling every muscle in his body tense with anticipation. The weight of Noah's body settling into his lap sent a surge of heat through him, making his skin craving with desire. He never would have guessed that Noah, with his small frame, could feel so heavy and grounding against him, but it only added to the vigour of the lust.
Noah wasted no time and began to move his hips, grinding it against Ryder's cock. Ryder couldn't help but marvel at how perfectly their bodies fit together. It was as if they were two halves of a whole, made to be entwined in this passionate dance.
Trying to maintain some semblance of control, Ryder clenched and unclenched his fist behind his back, desperate to hold himself back from pouncing on Noah. He kept his hands there, that way he wouldn't be able to touch Noah.