Anal Magic

Kristof Cale and Nikky Thorne ditch the card deck the second their eyes hook up. The chemistry crackles hotter than any trick they could pull, so they shove the pasteboards aside and Nikky turns around, already wet for what’s next. He works two slick fingers into her tight ass while she bites her lip and pushes back, chasing every thrust. She spreads herself wider, filthy-sweet moans spilling out each time his knuckles press past that ring of muscle. When his cock finally slides in—slow, steady, balls-deep—Nikky drops her forehead to the table, swearing under her breath and grinding for more. He grabs her hips, pumps harder, hips slapping loud, until both of them are panting like they’ve done some real goddamn magic.