Julian's legs tried to support his body until they turned to jelly, his entire being was drained of strength. But if he relaxed, the ceaseless collisions deep inside him transmitted waves of pleasure that made Julian instinctively want to close his legs and rub them together. In the end, he could only bite his lip hard, his bound hands clenching together tightly, forcing the root of his thighs to remain parted.
Julian sensed the tall silhouette of the man slowly approaching him. The familiar heat and masculine scent enveloped him, bringing with it an invisible pressure. Then, Ethan's kiss slowly landed on Julian's cheek. It was gentle and tender, as if he were cherishing the most precious treasure in the world, a stark contrast to the cruel bondage restraining Julian's body at this moment.
