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he breathed.
Trace s heartbeat sped up as the other man squirmed under him and pleasure
whipped through them as he worked Riley s jeans farther down. He wanted Riley
naked under him, the sooner the better. Riley slid one hand out of Trace s hair and
down his neck, fingers splaying on his shoulder and flexing, his lean hips lifting as
Trace sucked him deeper.
Riley gave his hair a gentle tug and Trace glanced up, meeting his lover s eyes.
Trace, please, you re killing me here. I ve waited so long for this.
Trace grinned. It s going to be worth every second of the wait, darlin . I promise.
He gave Riley s cock a firm squeeze and Riley tipped his head back against the pillows,
groaning.
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Trace, for God s sake, please.
Oh, Trace liked that. The please . It made his stomach pitch and his cock clamor to
get out of those restricting jeans. He lifted his head after another minute or so and
grinned up at Riley. Say it again.
Riley arched toward him, letting out a rough moan. Say what? It appeared Riley
too was having trouble thinking.
Say it again, he repeated, tongue swirling around the flushed head of Riley s
cock.
Fuck, Trace, please, I don t&
Trace grinned. There you go& I like that word on your lips, darlin . He rose onto
his knees, hands coming down to the button of his jeans.
Riley surged up and batted Trace s hands away, shifting to his knees as well and
claiming Trace s lips in a heated kiss as his long fingers tugged Trace s jeans open.
You re evil, he hissed, teeth nipping Trace s lower lip.
Trace slid his hands over Riley s chest and stomach as the other man made short
work of the denim and underwear between them. I never claimed not to be.
He caught Riley under his arms and gave him a push back onto the bed. Trace
kicked out of his jeans as Riley did the same until there was nothing but air between
them, and not much of that. Their lips found each other again and Trace stretched to the
bedside table, tugged open the drawer, and felt around blindly for the condoms and
lube he d put there.
Riley laughed when the kiss broke and he saw the evidence of Trace s positive
thinking. You were that sure, huh?
Trace shook his head with a grin. Nope& but I m prepared.
Riley tugged him down for another kiss and arched against him. Well, thank God
because if you don t fuck me soon I m going to just have to take matters into my own
hands.
Trace grinned. I might not mind that so much. But he had no plans for making
Riley wait any longer. It d been too long coming and Trace didn t think he had a shred
of patience left.
Riley ground his hips against Trace s. I just bet you wouldn t. Before Trace could
blink, Riley nabbed the box of condoms from his hand and tore it open. Only fumbling
a little, he got the foil open and gave Trace a wicked look as he reached down between
them to roll the condom on. Trace groaned as clever fingers stroked and caressed briefly
before Riley reached for the lube.
But Trace was a step ahead of him, already slicking his fingers. Trace s stomach
tightened as Riley watched, his chest rising and falling rapidly with his hitching breath.
Seeing the other man, once so cool toward him, all but burning up with need for him
did crazy things to Trace s insides, setting his heart to racing in his throat.
Trace, hurry. I need you.
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Trace grinned and Riley lifted his hips, bracing his weight on his elbows to watch as
Trace first stroked the lube onto his cock and then leaned forward, their gazes locked as
he reached between Riley s thighs. When he slid a finger inside, the other man moaned,
hips lifting in encouragement.
The sensation of Riley so tight and hot around his finger gave Trace a delicious
preview of what it would feel like to finally be inside him. He bent over Riley, capturing
his lips as he worked his finger inside him. After a minute he added a second alongside
it. No matter how needy they were, he was going to try not to rush and definitely didn t
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