Page 150 of Body Check

Dakota could dimly hear the slick sounds of Gavin stroking himself, balancing the stretch and discomfort of being opened up with the pleasure of the touch of his hand.

They were both panting by the time Dakota had two fingers deep inside Gavin, his hips rising and falling as he chasedhis pleasure. Dakota had to drop his head to Gavin’s chest, breathing in the scent of him as his own cock throbbed with need.

Because he needed this, he needed to be inside Gavin, needed to show him how he felt, needed to tell him without words what he meant to him.

He must have said some of that aloud because Gavin clenched around him and stilled. “Get in me then,” he pleaded roughly. “Come on.”

“Are you sure?” Dakota crooked his fingers. “I can?—”

“I’m ready.” Gavin let out a little growl of frustration and Dakota smiled, kissing his chest before he straightened.

It took them a moment to put on the condom and position themselves, but with Gavin’s left foot on the floor and his right leg draped over Dakota’s shoulder, Dakota lined up his cock and pressed carefully inside. Gavin’s breath hitched, catching in his throat as he tensed a little, so Dakota froze.

It took real effort to hold back. Gavin’s body was so hot and tight around him it made him lightheaded.

“Breathe,” Dakota reminded him softly, threading the fingers of one hand through Gavin’s.

Gavin squeezed, took a deep breath, and began stroking again, his body relaxing until he was no longer clenching around Dakota like he was trying to push him out. Instead, he tilted his hips, inviting Dakota in deeper.

And like a match had touched a pile of dry paper, the heat between them flared.

Dakota began to move steadily, rocking his hips, his head spinning at the heat and pressure. But Gavin only egged him on, clutching Dakota’s ass and urging him to go harder.

Faster.

Gavin made a low noise of pleasure when Dakota followed his cues.

Sweat broke out across Dakota’s shoulders as he hung his head, driving into Gavin, loving the ragged panting breaths he let out, the hard clutch of his hands, the way he whispered Dakota’s name.

Dizzily, Dakota thought of the open curtains and the spotlight haloing them.

“Do you think someone’s watching us now?”

Gavin shivered, clenching tightly around him. “I fucking hope so. I hope they see the way you fuck me.”

“Yeah?” Dakota asked, lifting his head so he could look Gavin in the eye. “You want that?”

“Why wouldn’t I?” He let out a strangled groan when Dakota’s cock hit his prostate. “Why wouldn’t I want them to know how right we are for each other? How good you make me feel?”

Dakota’s hips stuttered, his rhythm breaking momentarily as he thought about how far they’d come, how they’d shifted and grown from the men they were when they met. How they’d opened up to each other in every way imaginable.

“I love you, Gavin,” Dakota said brokenly, driving in harder. “I love you!”

A wave of pleasure slammed into him, so hard it left him gasping and breathless. With a few shuddering strokes, he emptied into the condom, head whirling with pleasure until the entire world seemed to be filled with exploding stars.

He was still shaking when he came back to himself, aware he was trembling and his fingers ached from how tightly he’d clenched Gavin’s hand.

Gavin, who lay beneath him, cock still hard.

“Shit, you didn’t come,” Dakota said, easing the grip he had on Gavin’s hand and pulling away.

“It’s okay,” Gavin said, squeezing his ass cheek in an oddly affectionate gesture. “I didn’t figure I would. This is the first time I’ve even gotten close.”

“Was it okay then?” Dakota asked, gripping the base of the condom as he eased out of the tight cling of Gavin’s body.

“It was amazing,” Gavin said, and when Dakota glanced up there was nothing but sincerity in his face and voice. “And I think we should keep trying. See if Icancome when you fuck me.”

Dakota laughed softly, tying off the condom and depositing it on the coffee table with a mental note to clean up when he could feel his legs again. “You don’t have to ask me twice.”