Zane's POV ~
We didn't stop until both our trousers were unbuckled, belts undone, the fabric shoved aside in reckless desperation. At last, our two rigid cocks sprang free, standing tall and heavy, throbbing with need.
Breaking the kiss, Alfie pushed himself down and, with one rough tug, ripped my trousers completely off. My breath hitched, my chest rising and falling rapidly as my heart hammered like a war drum. His eyes flicked up to meet mine, dark with hunger, and then, without a shred of hesitation, without wasting a single second, Alfie grabbed hold of my thighs, spread them wide, and leaned forward.
Then his mouth wrapped around me.
"F–Fuck~!" The word tore out of me, raw and unrestrained, as I threw my head back against the pillows. A loud, guttural moan spilled free before I could even think to stop it. "Damn, that feels… so damn good…!"
