Page 58 of Body Check

After his boots were off, Dakota stood, grabbing Gavin’s tie and tugging him down the hall toward the rest of the apartment. “So, where’s the bedroom?” he threw over his shoulder.

Laughing, Gavin followed, his hands warm when they landed on Dakota’s hips, steering him in the direction he needed to go.

Dakota got a vague impression of sleek, modern design throughout the space before they reached the bedroom. He only had time to laugh that Gavin had black sheets on his bed too, before he was pressed down onto them, Gavin’s mouth on his again.

Clothes came off, though Dakota couldn’t exactly say how, but what did it matter when he could feel every inch of Gavin’s body pressed to his? Nothing else mattered when Gavin’s teeth scraped lightly along the side of his neck and Dakota’s cock rubbed against Gavin’s stomach, the soft abrasion of his hair sending tingles through Dakota’s body.

Dakota moaned and arched up, Gavin’s cock fattening against his thigh as they kissed again, teasing little nips of teeth and slides of tongue that drove Dakota crazy. He dug his fingers into the thick muscles of Gavin’s shoulders and tore his mouth away, panting as he rocked his hips, chasing his orgasm with a frantic desperation he hadn’t experienced in years.

It was so good, but even with the sweat beginning to slick their bodies, the abrasion against the sensitive head of his cock was a little too much and he clutched at Gavin’s short hair, urging him to lift his head.

“What?” Gavin asked, a small frown beginning to furrow his brow. “Everything okay?”

He started to turn away, but Dakota wound his legs around Gavin’s hips, encouraging him to stay right where he was. “Yeah. Everything is fine. But do you own lube? Because I know the last few times were spontaneous, but it would be nice not having to make do with spit and sweat this time if we can avoid it.”

“Oh.” Gavin’s face lightened as he grinned. “Yeah, one sec.”

He rolled and, because Dakota still had his legs wrapped around Gavin, he rolled with him. Dakota ended up on top, eyeing the pull of Gavin’s muscles with interest as he tugged open the bedside drawer and rummaged around inside.

He was still grinning as he produced what he’d been looking for. It was one of those expensive brands that put everything in glass bottles. Dakota could appreciate that it was more eco-friendly, but it always made him wonder who the hell spent that kind of money on lube.

Gavin, apparently, but that became a dim, distant thought as Gavin rolled him over again and sat up. Watching his chest and arms flex as he stroked his cock was far more important.

“Hey now. I thought you didn’t like these vanity muscles,” Gavin teased.

Dakota hid a smile.

Damn Gavin for noticing. He was putting on a show on purpose now, exaggerating every movement, and fuck if it wasn’t working. His chest and abs were carved, the muscles and tendons in his arms flexing with every stroke, highlighting the ropey veins crossing his biceps and snaking down to his broad hands.

“They’re okay, I guess.” Dakota attempted nonchalance, but clearly, he didn’t pull it off well because Gavin was still smiling as he moved his hand down to Dakota’s cock.

“Justokay?” Gavin teased, twisting his wrist and pulling a moan from Dakota before he could stop it.

“Yeah,” he said breathlessly, hips straining, seeking more, even as he tried to hold back. “Whatever. You’re notthathot.”

Gavin threw his head back and laughed and another funny little jolt went through Dakota’s chest before he reached for Gavin’s shoulders and pulled him down into a kiss.

Gavin chuckled against his mouth at first, but that dissolved into a moan as Dakota reached between their bodies and batted Gavin’s hand aside. He pulled Gavin’s body tightly against his, rocking his hips, showing him what he wanted.

“Yeah?” Gavin asked, sounding pleased as they frotted together.

“Yeah,” Dakota agreed with a sigh. “Yeah, like this.”

And then they were moving together, the slick glide of their cocks pinned between their bodies sending a heady rush through Dakota. He moaned against Gavin’s lips, reaching up to guide Gavin’s hips into a steady rhythm.

Because of their difference in height, when their lips were touching, Gavin’s dick slotted into the groove along Dakota’s hip, while Dakota’s cock rubbed against his stomach, the abrasion of his hair pleasant with lube to slick the way.

He moaned again, louder this time, and Gavin shuddered.

“Yeah, let me hear you,” Gavin rasped, sliding a hand into Dakota’s hair, their foreheads pressed together now. “Let me hear you let go, sweetheart.”

Dakota had a flickering thought that he reallyshouldhate the sound of that endearment on Gavin’s lips but a gentle tug on his hair and a particularly good rock of Gavin’s hips sent Dakota’s orgasm careening through him, pleasure exploding in waves from the center of his body outward, leaving his fingers and toes tingling.

With a few more rough, jerky thrusts, Gavin came too, gasping for air, his body hot and hard over Dakota. When the orgasm was over, Gavin went limp on top of him, forcing the breath from Dakota’s lungs in a noisy rush, before he shifted onto his back and Dakota could breathe again.

But Gavin didn’t pull away, didn’t do anything but tug Dakota closer until his face was buried against Gavin’s neck, his nose filled with the heady scent of Gavin’s sweat and cologne.

Dakota had another dim thought that he should … move. Do something.

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