His hand wrapped around his base and he groaned. He was so soft and yet hard, and unbelievably hot. He ran his thumb over his tip and in a mirror of movement licked along his bottom lip. Tao didn't care if the shirt ripped, he didn't care about the jeans, he wouldn't have cared if it was one of his tailored and too expensive suits hanging not ten feet from them. He wanted skin, he wanted, he just wanted. He bit at Riley's lower lip, careful of fang, but not of teeth. "Need to taste you."
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