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Sex on the table. That s definitely an idea for later. Kit s
over-the-shoulder grin teased as much as his words.
Still, Jeremy couldn t let go of the dichotomy between Kit s
Still, Jeremy couldn t let go of the dichotomy between Kit s
behavior in the trailer and now. Was he really okay with the
relationship but mad about being out of the closet? Or was there
more to this whole tangle? I m confused about what you want.
Kit tossed the lighter on the table and knelt between
Jeremy s spread legs. Fingers already on the waistband of
Jeremy s swimsuit, Kit studied him with dark intent. Lie back,
shut up, and for once let me make this about you. I m sick of me
right now.
Jeremy figured it was the sun and alcohol going to Kit s
head. That didn t stop him from doing what he was told. Kit
rewarded him with a hard yank on his shorts. Jeremy gasped.
Cool air hit his already half-hard cock, making his balls tighten
without further encouragement. His head fell back as blood
surged to his groin and left him too weak to support himself.
What a rush.
Jeremy looked down the landscape of his abs, past his
exposed cock, to meet Kit s eyes. Kit dipped his gaze to take
him in, inch by inch. Jeremy s cock twitched under the ardent
perusal, and Kit s lips curved into a smug smile.
You always holler when you come, Kit said, his
expression knowing.
Tell me you re down there for the conversation. Jeremy
issued the demand through clenched teeth.
Kit lifted his brows and smirked. Don t want to talk trade
news?
A stream of heated air hit Jeremy s cock. A line of pleasure
ran from the base of his balls, up his shaft, and narrowed on the
head. Involuntary movement tightened his abs. Sensation and
blood flow coursed through that one sweet spot, making him
forget everything and everyone.
God, Kit. Jeremy grabbed a fistful of Kit s hair and tried
to jerk him closer.
Kit held strong and issued another jet of hot air. Jeremy
hissed and tightened his grip on Kit s hair. Nestled low between
Jeremy s legs, Kit suckled, nipped, and teased until Jeremy s
balls ached. His cock brushed his belly, precum a steady leak
against heated skin. Kit hadn t even touched his sweet spots, yet
Jeremy already teetered on the edge of orgasm.
A sharp pinch made his eyes shoot open. Ouch!
Motherfucker!
Kit laughed, a low, evil sound. Don t come.
Oh, fuck you, man. Jeremy closed his eyes again on a
grumble. I m not in the mood for that.
Too bad. Kit dipped his head once more and ran his
tongue along the seam where Jeremy s thigh met his groin. He
peeled Jeremy s trunks the rest of the way off, shoved his thighs
wide, and moved in to tongue his hole.
Jeremy nearly sprang off the couch. Shit! Kit!
Kit s rumble of approval accompanied the press of his
hand on Jeremy s abs. Jeremy relaxed down onto the couch and
took Kit s gentle instruction to Move your ass off the edge so I
took Kit s gentle instruction to Move your ass off the edge so I
can get at you better.
Kit slung both of Jeremy s legs over his shoulders. Heated
flicks of his tongue stimulated nerves unused to moist heat and
delicate pleasure. Jeremy figured he tasted like chlorine and
musk musk he could smell rolling off his skin. Spreading his
fingers through Kit s hair, he hung on for dear life. Kit lifted
Jeremy s ass in his palms and went for the gold, spearing him
with his tongue, moving side to side and stretching that tight ring
of muscle until Jeremy s hips pumped steadily. He ground his ass
into Kit s face with unabashed ferocity, grunting with each
penetration. Kit moved upward, pressing the flat of his tongue
against Jeremy s perineum.
Someone had been taking notes&
Fuck, Kit. Jeremy s cock ached, like glass ready to
shatter at the lightest touch.
Kit tightened his fingers, digging into the muscled contours
of Jeremy s glutes just hard enough to create little frissons of
pain. Endorphins sparked, then sparkled along Jeremy s nerve
endings, coalescing into that floating bliss he loved so much. Kit
was no top, had no desire to dominate, but he knew Jeremy s
preferences and until recently had never failed to satisfy them. He
made up for all that now. And more.
Want& Jeremy panted, desperate for release. Want.
Please.
Kit hummed and suckled Jeremy s balls into his mouth. A
Kit hummed and suckled Jeremy s balls into his mouth. A
hard shove popped his finger second-knuckle deep into
Jeremy s ass. Tears streamed down Jeremy s face with the effort
to take in the competing sensations of Kit s hard sucks and
jolting finger fucks. He gripped Kit s head so hard he vaguely
realized he d probably leave bruises on his scalp. Then it was
over. As suddenly as it d begun. Kit released him. Withdrew his
fingers. Yanked Jeremy s shorts up.
Jeremy stared at him, dazed. Crazed. What?
Kit took him by both sides of the face. Made him focus. I
can t fuck you here. You re too damned loud.
I Jeremy vibrated so hard he couldn t think. What?
Standing, Kit took Jeremy by the hand and drew him to his
feet. We re getting a room.
A room&
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