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Zavier tapped his ass lightly. “Get dressed. As much as I’m enjoying this, we’re pushing our luck.”
Ray moved slowly and carefully, but in a short time was relatively decent again, albeit with an impressive bulge in his pants. Not that Zavier could fault him. His own erection bordered on painful.
When Ray was done, he met Zavier’s gaze. “CanI at least ask for a kiss?” That sly smile was back.
Zavier grabbed the back of Ray’s neck and kissed that grin right off him. They moaned and melted and ground against each other—not so much a scene anymore, but two men desperate to tangle into each other until they both got what they wanted.
Ray broke the kiss. “Okay, maybe that was a bad idea.”
Zavier dug his fingers into Ray’stender ass and savored the way they moved against each other. He could get off just on that. “I don’t know. I like your mouth, Ray.”
“And you haven’t even fucked it yet.” A murmur of words in his ear.
They eased apart. “Don’t tempt me. You need that instrument of yours.”
Ray scrubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah, I know. I should probably go pre-game with tea.”
Yeah, that wouldbe wise. Zavier stepped forward and claimed another kiss. “Go. I’ll start getting changed.”
Man, that smile was really everything. It looked so good on Ray, so easy. He gave a little salute and slipped out the dressing room door.
Zavier sank down into the nearest chair and cast a look around. He hadn’t been planning on leather tonight—it was hotter than hell out—but maybe he could compromisewith something on the tighter side. Or really loose.
This is different, his mind whispered. And it was. It had been a long time, and if he were being truthful, the first time he’d enjoyed a partner both in andoutof bed.
