Page 35 of One More Yule Log
“Yay!” He returned the favor, licking Ben off his fingers, tasting that unique male flavor. He groaned, the sound long and shocking, even to him.
“I like that sound.”
“I love your flavor.” He did. He was a man who lived by his palate. He knew what he liked.
“Good. Kiss me again? Please.”
“Yes.” He grabbed Ben and kissed him, rubbing, legs spread to get some friction. He wanted in. Maybe he needed in, and Ben wanted it too.
He was so ready. In fact, he reached down behind Ben’s balls, pressed that tiny strip of skin, then circled the hot little hole.
“Oh.” There was so much emotion in the single word. So he touched again, searching for that sound.
Ben rose and fell, moaning again. “Yeah. Gray. Right there, honey. I want to feel you.”
“Spread for me. I want to see…everything.”
“Yeah?” Ben grabbed a pillow to prop it under his lean hips. Then he opened those legs up wide, giving him a view of everything Ben had. And he was beautiful. So damn beautiful.
Gray’s mouth went dry, and if he wasn’t on the bed, his knees would have buckled. He touched, running his hands over Ben’s thighs, then gripping that heavy dick. He pulled just a tiny bit. He wanted to bend and suck, but that would derail the plan, which was to fuck Ben until he screamed.
God, he did love a good plan.
He reached over for the lube, wetting his fingers so he could spread Ben wide. Gray pressed his fingers back to the opening, then met Ben’s gaze. “Ready?”
God, he hoped so. He needed to touch Ben inside.
“Please. I want you.”
Nothing had ever sounded so good. Gray pushed two fingers against the ring of muscle, testing. He thought Ben could take it, but he would back off some if it was too much, too tight.
“I won’t break, honey. Honest.”
“I didn’t think so. I know you’re strong after what you’ve been through.” He slid those fingers right in.
Ben groaned, body fluttering around him, and it was so tight. So tight.
Gray paused, just long enough to ask, “This is okay?”
“God yes. Please. Please, don’t stop.”
“Burning up for me.” In and out. Gray moved his fingers slowly, keeping a rhythm to it so Ben knew what to expect.
“Feels so good.” Ben rocked for him, asscheeks clenching and relaxing over and over.
“You’re amazing.” He couldn’t take his eyes off Ben, the way Ben moved, the way his skin flushed.
“I love this. Feels so goddamn good.”
“I could do this forever.” Which wasn’t true. He would have to fuck Ben soon.
Ben grinned at him. “I’m not that patient. I need your cock spreading me.”
“Good. That was a silly thing to say.” He winked. “I would explode.”
“That would be a waste.” Ben drew him into a long, slow, surprisingly tender kiss.
“It so would. I want inside you before I do that.”
