Page 55 of In Step

“We can switch it up as much as you like after, but tonight I’m gonna take my time with you. I want you to feel how it can be between guys who actuallycareabout each other—that’s you and me, in case I lost you there for a minute, got it?” He raised a brow.

I wasn’t sure I had enough saliva in my mouth to get the words out, so I just nodded and grunted something. I wasn’t sure what.

“Good god, look at you.” His gaze ran the length of my naked body and my cock thickened and dripped under the scrutiny. “Lube.” He held out a hand.

I scrambled in my drawer and slapped a tube and a condom in his palm. He grinned, threw the lube on the bed, and handed the condom back. “We won’t be needing that tonight.”

Oh.I brushed the stab of disappointment aside, but it must’ve shown in my eyes because his gaze softened.

“Do you trust me?”

I shouldn’t have, but I did. I nodded, then cast a disapproving eye over his still-clothed body. “I want to see you too. You’re not the only one with fantasies.”

Abe grinned and took it slow while I rested on my elbows and watched a man strip for me for the first time. I had no idea what Abe saw when he looked at me, buthisbody stood testament to years of dedication to his passion. Steel calves and sculpted thighs, a deep V at his groin, his stomach hard and flat enough to spin a coin, that tempting dark-haired treasure trail, and a thick, mouth-watering cock with a slight curve to the right—half-hard and growing by the second.

“You’re so beautiful.” I fell back flat as he climbed onto the bed and up my body until his face towered above mine.

“Right back atcha.” He lowered himself until his weight pressed me into the bed and I shuddered, pleasure rocketing through me. “You like that?” He rocked gently and a groan filled the room, and then another, both of them mine.

I tilted my head back, exposing my throat, and he pressed his mouth to my pulse point, licking a stripe from there to my open mouth before dipping inside with a hum of approval. Then he pulled off and stared down at me.

“No touching yourself unless I say. Your orgasm is mine, understand?”

I groaned and narrowed my eyes. “Then you better stop saying shit like that or I’m gonna blow if you even look sideways at me.”

He chuckled and kissed me again, owning my mouth before rolling to the side so he could run his hand down my body, all the way from my jaw to my knees, long stripes over and over, skirting my dick, sliding his hand between my thighs, forcing them open so he could slip a finger into my crease and then behind my balls and then back up my body.

“Oh god, oh god.” I spread my legs and he hummed, nipping at my jaw before running his tongue down my neck and chest to circle both nipples, taking them into his mouth one at a time, suckling gently, his teeth gently scraping the nubs as his fingers continued their scorching trail up and down my body and between my legs.

“Christ, Abe. I need... I can’t...”

“Yes, you can. God, you have such a pretty cock.” He got to his knees and that slick, hot tongue continued its journey south from my nipples to my belly button, dipping inside before making a wide circle around the glistening threads of pre-come webbed in my happy trail, while noises I didn’t know I was capable of poured from my throat.

I tensed a little as he licked lower, wondering if he’d forget our agreement in the heat of the moment, but he hadn’t. He avoided the slick on the head of my cock by gently levering it out of the way as he licked and sucked at the base and at my balls, the rough brush of his scruff on my tender thighs satisfying every fantasy that had circled in my head for days. Clever fingers found their way to my hole and circled, circled, pressing for entry as I fisted the sheets and begged Abe for more. If I never saw my dildo again, it would be too soon.

But before I got my wish, Abe crawled back up my body and took my mouth in a hard kiss, plunging inside to share the musky taste of my deeper creases. I almost came on the spot, clamping my hands around his face to plunder his mouth while my body arched up, my aching cock desperate for his weight.

“I need to come,” I begged as he untangled himself.

“Soon.” He rolled me onto my stomach and kneeled between my legs, running his hands down my back and pressing kisses to my spine. His hands glided over my arse, trailing fire in their wake, then he gripped my hips and lifted me to my knees.

The snip of the lube cap was almost enough to have me shoot, and only a firm grip on the base of my cock pulled me back from the brink.

“Let it go,” he warned.

I did, grumbling, “Fucker,” as I fisted the sheets instead.

He laughed and slapped my arse. “Behave.” Then my cheeks were spread, and warm air gushed over my hole.

Shock rocketed through me and I gasped. “Oh, fucking fuck.” I face-planted the pillow as his tongue slid over my hole, my closed fist thumping the mattress. No one had ever... “Oh sweet Jesus... Abe!”

“You want me to stop?” His tongue swept from my hole to my balls and then back.

“Oh. My. Fucking. God. Don’t you dare,” I squeaked, burying my face again. “A little to the right was all I was gonna say.”

He snorted against my arse, sending ripples of pleasure through all those electrified nerve endings. “Noted.”

Then he went back to reducing me to a puddle in the bed in under two minutes flat, alternating his tongue with a finger, then two, and then a combination of whatever the hell, I had no idea, other than it felt like fucking heaven. And he kept doing it until my legs shook like jelly and my hips slammed back to get whatever was in thereway the helldeeper.

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