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... some of his time worshiping his lower body with his mouth, tongue and teeth.
Kellen would have complained, and was ready to do so if Rhys didn’t keep him on his toes, keeping him gasping and moaning, his hips jerking with almost every touch. Rhys left no inch of skin untouched. His grip on Kellen’s skin was tight, enough so that Kellen’s skin had several handprints all over him. They looked like markings, even more so then the love bites and hickies all over him.
"Rhys, please." ...
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