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fucking the cheeks, but sleep had won over sex. He still might
suggest it for later. The thought of shooting over Ian s back
aroused him as much as burying inside him did.
Ian pulled him into the first room they reached, flipping on the
overhead to reveal a double bed with a fluffy cream duvet and a
tall pine wardrobe nearly filling the space. There was barely room
to drop the duffel before they reached the edge of the mattress.
When it was off Lucas s shoulder, he let Ian go, toeing off his
shoes as he worked to divest himself of the rest of his clothes.
Ian did the same. They d been indulgent once already in
undressing the other. They would have other times to enjoy the
luxury. Now was not one of them.
Ian was naked first, and went over to the radiator beneath the
window to turn it on. It was the first time Lucas had noticed the
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distinct chill. His skin scorched at the prospect of wrapping around
Ian, and stripping only heightened his awareness of how sensitive
he felt everywhere. He resisted touching his cock, though it sprang
free of his pants, ready for attention. The real thing was only a few
feet away.
His mouth went dry at the sight of Ian s blatant erection as he
turned back, the shiny tip wet with pre-come as it peeked out of the
delicious foreskin. Their sixty-nine had been one of the best of his
life. Ian s cock wasn t so thick to choke him when he swallowed it
down, and getting to dig around beneath the foreskin, devouring
the salty musk, elicited every primitive instinct Lucas had. He d
exploded harder than he could remember, having to pull off Ian s
prick for fear of doing the man damage when he came. But he d
gone back to it as quickly as he could, and when it was Ian s turn
to come, he hadn t let a single drop go to waste, staying long
enough to lick it completely clean.
Another blow job would hardly be amiss. He was ready to drop
to his knees when Ian reached for him and tugged him onto the
bed.
He sank into the duvet, enveloped as much by the thick down
as Ian s long limbs. He d anticipated their positions the other way
around, but with the coil of Ian s leg around his, the rub of their
cocks together, he decided he could get used to being smothered by
the other man. More than used to it, if the ferocity of the kisses that
now peppered his collarbone was anything to go by.
Lucas gasped when Ian bit at a soft patch of skin near the
hollow of his throat, throwing his head back into the pillow and
arching away from the bed. His cock caught on Ian s stomach, then
skipped free when the wet tip slicked an escape path. Ian
responded by reaching down and dragging his fingertips through
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the pre-come smeared along his skin. He brought them up to
Lucas s chest, rubbed it into a puckered nipple, and bent to lick his
new treat away.
The merge of mouth to skin was even more intense for the
moan that came with it. Lucas let go of the hold he d had in the
blanket, to grab the back of Ian s head and hold him still, forcing
harder sweeps of his tongue. The addition of teeth at the very tip
tripped his pulse even further.
And here I thought I was going to be the one to ravish you,
he teased, more breathless than he expected.
Without fighting Lucas s hold, Ian shook his head, the brush of
his lips over the flushed skin drawing new cascades of pleasure
from Lucas s flesh. You got that privilege last time.
He couldn t argue with facts, and honestly, he had little desire
for Ian to stop. He could, however, take advantage of his freedom,
and did so, smoothing his other palm down Ian s side to find the
taut curve of the closest buttock.
As long as I end up buried inside you, you can do whatever
you want to me. He squeezed once, deliberately with more
pressure than he normally would, and smiled at the corresponding
jerk of Ian s body.
Those are dangerous words.
For you, or for me?
Ian lifted his thick lashes, catching Lucas s gaze. Dropping his
jaw, he dragged the flat of his tongue in a wide swathe around the
edge of the dark nipple, tickling the light sprinkling of hair
surrounding it. Perhaps for both of us.
Deep in his gut, Lucas agreed. Ian knew how to get to the
essence of a moment, sometimes with a look, sometimes with a
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