Page 63 of Body Check

Gavin nodded.

“Fuck,” Dakota spat, and then, with a deep groan, came.

His forearms shook with the exertion as he rode the orgasm out, the rub of the fabric against the back of Gavin’s neck keeping him from tumbling over the edge too.

Since they’d both come earlier, it wasn’t an enormous amount of liquid that landed on Gavin’s tongue, but he kept it there, rather than swallow, and from the heated look in Dakota’s eyes, he could tell.

Dakota shifted back, kneeling between Gavin’s thighs as he pressed their lips together. He swept his tongue into Gavin’s mouth, seeking his cum, and Gavin shuddered.

Grateful to have the use of his hands again, he roamed them over Dakota’s body, squeezing and gripping him as they kissed, sharing the taste of Dakota’s release between them.

“Fuck, youdoknow your way around an uncut cock,” Dakota rasped when he finally drew back.

Gavin’s chest still heaved but he managed a nod. “What can I say? I really like them.”

Dakota grinned crookedly, then leaned in again. “I can tell.”

Gavin moaned against Dakota’s lips when he wrapped a hand around his cock.

“Want me to get some lube?” Dakota asked.

“No.” Gavin reached out, fumbling awkwardly for the small square decorative box on the coffee table. He knocked the lid off, dimly hearing it clatter onto the table, and then the floor, before he pulled out what he kept stashed there.

Dakota laughed and kissed him again before he sat up and took the small bottle from him.

Dakota’s cock was softening but it still looked so good. Gavin must have licked his lips because Dakota shot him a heavy-lidded glance, then pumped some of the liquid into his palm.

“Always prepared, huh?” Dakota asked throatily. He leaned over Gavin again, bracing himself against the arm of the couch behind Gavin’s head.

“Yeahhh …”

The word dissolved into a moan as Dakota wrapped a hand around his cock. The slick heat felt so damn good and Gavin thrust upward into Dakota’s fist.

He stared up into Dakota’s eyes, but it was almost too much, too intense, and he closed them, panting when Dakota twisted his hand, working him over with sure, steady strokes. Gavin chased that pleasure, bucking up into that tight grip, panting as he got closer and closer.

But every time he got close, Dakota slowed, softened his grip, pulled him away from that edge.

“Tease,” Gavin choked out.

“You like it,” Dakota said confidently.

Gavin let out a noise of disagreement, but it was true. Goddamn, it was so true. His skin was on fire, heat crawling through him when Dakota began to speed up again.

“Look at me,” Dakota finally whispered.

When Gavin did, he was pinned in place by the intensity of Dakota’s gaze, and a choked sound left his throat before he could stop it. The orgasm slammed into him, his chest heaving the entire time Dakota stroked him through it.

He must have tried to close his eyes at some point because Dakota rasped, “No, keep looking at me, Gavin,” and he forced his eyelids open, his orgasm stretching on and on, unspooling like a ribbon.

He hadn’t realized how tightly he’d been wound until it was all over and he lay there, limp and exhausted, mind blissfully blank.

“Unnhh,” he managed.

Dakota laughed softly, patting his chest. “Glad you enjoyed that.”

“Fuck.”

For a few moments they lay there, Gavin trying to slow his heart and breathing, Dakota idly dragging his fingers across Gavin’s chest. He was still dazed when Dakota pulled away and stood.

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