Page 27 of Embracing James

James removed his shirt, then followed Paul to the bedroom. His cock bobbed and his skin tingled with need.

Still, a thought occurred to him. “I should let Doob out.”

“You should.” Paul offered James a black silk robe. “I should’ve thought of it, too.”

He shrugged. “Doob?”

The dog left the sofa and trotted to the back door. Paul opened the sliding door and switched on the light.

Although James would’ve never walked outside at his apartment in nothing more than a robe, here he could do it without issue. He strode outside to watch Doob. Much like everything else with Paul, this was easy and comfortable. It felt right.

Once Doob finished his business, he came in and Paul locked the door.

“I should be irked with you for denying me my climax, but I did it to myself,” James said. “I forgot about my dog.”

“It happens.” Paul tugged him to the bedroom. “Stretch out. I want to look at you.”

James dropped the robe and crawled onto the bed. “Do I measure up?”

“You do.” Paul removed his T-shirt, then stripped out of his jeans. He stood tall before James and flexed.

James propped himself on his elbows. “My God.” Paul was too perfect for his own good. He was one fantastic, toned body, taut skin and just enough hair to be sexy.

Paul stroked his dock. “You seem pleased.”

“I am.” James splayed his legs. He caressed his dick, then balls. “Want me?”

“I do.” Paul crawled onto the bed and settled on top of James. His cock thrummed against James’ and his warmth spread through James. He kissed him, sucking on James’ tongue.

James kissed him back with gusto. The intensity and passion within him came rushing back. He loved the feel of dick on dick. He propped himself on one elbow and threaded the other one around Paul’s torso.

Paul nudged James fully onto his back and broke the kiss. “Relax.”

He wished he could. All he wanted to do was experience Paul. He wriggled beneath him. “Paul.”

“I’m here.” Paul scooted back on his heels and trailed his fingers down James’ body. “I want to be inside you.”

“Do it.” He needed Paul right now and couldn’t wait much longer.

“Soon.” Paul left the bed long enough to retrieve a condom from the dresser. He also held up a bottle of lube. “Can’t forget these.”

“No.”

Paul stretched out on top of him again and kissed him.

James roved his hands all over Paul’s body, learning the planes of him. He slid his palm to Paul’s ass.

“Christ yes.” Paul sucked on James’ neck.

James groaned again. He could stay right here forever. His brain buzzed and his nerve endings tingled. He grinded on Paul, loving the friction.

Paul stroked James’ thigh, then kissed his way down James’ chest to his navel. He pushed James’ knees up, exposing his hole.

James whimpered. “Yes.” He petted Paul’s head. “More.”

“Uh-huh.” Paul nibbled down James’ dick. At the same time, he fondled James’ balls.

James panted. He held on to his knees and tried to watch Paul. Nothing else mattered—just Paul.

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