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“Thank you,” Fen added.
“You’re welcome. Good night.”
Harry drove off and Ripley followed Fen to the door, ready to support him if he wobbled.
“Why have a party on a weeknight when you have to go to work the next day?” Fen asked as Ripley opened the door and dealt with the alarm. “Was Matthew watching to see who drank too much?”
“It’s possible. There were a few younger members who should have been more careful about the amount they consumed. As for the day of the party, well, work shuts down on Friday for a week. People will be leaving this weekend to spend time with family over Christmas so choosing a weekday means no excuse for not going.”
“To admire his boundless generosity and his exquisite house.”
“No fooling you.”
“I need a shower.” Fen started up the stairs. “I’ll wash you if you wash me.”
Words that hardened Ripley’s cock.
“If you want,” Fen added. “Or if you’d rather go to bed because you need your sleep due to being so much older than me, I’ll understand.”
“So says the guy who slept the entire way back.”
Fen grinned. “I told you it was a power nap. I’m raring to go now. You should get…oooh…five energetic minutes before I conk out.”
Moments later, they were entwined together under a torrent of hot water and Ripley wasn’t sure if he could wait until they were in bed before he got inside Fen. He was slowly falling apart as Fen kissed him all over. Soap had been involved, but now Fen was down on his knees, licking Ripley’s cock and turning his breathing ragged.That mouth…Ripley had his fingers in Fen’s hair, holding tight as Fen sucked and licked and teased.
Water streamed down Fen’s face, into his eyes and mouth and he was laughing and choking at the same time.
“Don’t fucking drown,” Ripley managed. “How the hell would I explain that to paramedics?”
Then he found himself bent over, hands on the tiles, his legs spread, with Fen’s face against his arse.
Oh God. Oh fucking God…
Fen’s tongue slid down the seam of his backside, then into the cleft and as Fen spread his arse cheeks wider, Ripley’s knees shook. It had been so long since anyone had done this.Fuuuuck! He’s licking… Fen’s tongue lapped insistently at his hole, and it felt so bloody fantastic, so overwhelmingly filthy and yet so incredibly hot that Ripley couldn’t believe he hadn’t already come. Fen licked, then kissed, kissed then licked.
A slender finger joined Fen’s mouth, then a hand wrapped around Ripley’s balls, a thumb stroked up his cock and Ripley arched his back.I don’t want to come yet. Not yet. So good…No matter how desperately he didn’t want to come, it made no difference. Ripley lost it. His entire body jerked as he exploded against the tiles. He pressed his mouth into his arm to stop himself crying out, then wondered why he didn’t want Fen to hear what pleasure he was bringing him. Except he suspected he knew why. Power and control were his, not Fen’s.Right.
When his brain clicked back into gear, he turned, helped Fen to his feet and kissed him.
“That…”Kiss.“Was something else.”Kiss.
“I’ve never done it before.”
Ripley pulled him in tight so Fen couldn’t see his face. “Can you stay upright a little longer?”
“Depends what you’re going to do.”
“I’ve never done it before either.”
Fen whimpered. And kept whimpering when Ripley did what he’d never expected to do, never wanted to do until now. They ended up on the floor of the shower, water still pouring over them as Fen flailed.
“You’ve broken me,” Fen mumbled. “Look! Arms and legs no longer work.”
Ripley was breathing too heavily to speak. He switched off the water, wrapped a towel around Fen, dried himself, then picked Fen up.
“I was only kidding. I can walk. I wouldn’t want you to do your back in.”
“Shall I put you down?”
