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what it s like to fuck me. He lowered his hands to the floor and crawled on all fours very
deliberately, seductively -- at least, he hoped, sexily -- across the carpet until he reached the mirror.
Looking over his shoulder, he wiggled his ass in invitation. Come on, you ve waited long enough.
Time for relief.
Rhone watched Adam go down on his hands and knees, scooping the tube of lube into his left hand.
He crawled toward Rhone, his eyes dark, his moves sinewy and almost predatory, like a puma.
Belated fear assaulted Rhone with the force of a speeding bullet train. Christ, he had just practically
begged someone to shove a larger-than-average hard object into his rectum, as if he had done it a
thousand times before. His muscles clenched involuntarily. It would very likely hurt.
A lot.
Adam moved in behind Rhone and pushed his hands off the floor, but stayed on his knees. He rubbed
his palms up and down Rhone s back, creating a ripple effect through Rhone s muscles that caused
him to arch like a cat. Fuck, it damn near stunned him that he didn t purr under the petting touch.
Rhone watched Adam in the mirror, couldn t break away from his dark, open eyes. Hands drifted
down and cupped his butt, and a moment later, split his ass cheeks apart. Rhone jerked as cool air hit
his crease, popping goose bumps up all along his arms and legs. Fear assaulted him, but still, he
couldn t look away.
Adam squeezed Rhone s buttocks. His gaze drifted down, and he groaned. God, Rhone, you have the
prettiest little brown asshole. He rubbed a thumb over Rhone s puckered entrance, and Rhone
jumped.
Adam touched again, no pressure, and Rhone accepted it this time without instinctively moving away.
Adam whistled low. I ve never seen anything so innocent and sweet in my life.
Adam seduced with words, and Rhone s sphincter fisted with a strange combination of fright and
delight. I didn t know assholes could be attractive, Reyes. How goddamned many of them have you
seen?
Yours is the first, Adam admitted. But, God, I have fantasized about it for a long, long time.
Adam folded over and stuck his face into Rhone s crack. Seconds later, wet flickering teased Rhone s
ring.
Oh, Christ. Rhone looked over his shoulder, unable to believe his senses. Adam looked up at him
through half-closed lids, the lower half of his face tucked between the tan hills of Rhone s ass.
The touch caressed his hole again, and Rhone whimpered, moaning,
I can t believe you re eating my ass. The foreign sensation shot shivers of complete awareness of
this new erogenous zone straight up his spine to the pleasure centers in his brain. It shouldn t be
right, but damn it -- Rhone dropped to his elbows and pressed his forehead into the carpet -- you
make it feel okay. He pushed back against Adam s beautiful tongue. It s so good. Give me more.
Adam sucked a little bit, relaxing Rhone s asshole, and then pushed through the barrier of Rhone s
sphincter, plunging his tongue inside.
Rhone howled. He pushed right up off his knees, digging his toes and forehead into the carpet in an
inverted V. Rhone could literally feel Adam s tongue licking just inside his channel, and it made him
want to crawl right out of his skin.
He reached back and stretched apart his ass cheeks even wider, begging without words for more. The
twisting, strange, dark sensation coiled in his belly, worked its way up his chest, and stole all ability
to speak right out of Rhone s throat.
Adam worked like a demon inside Rhone s anus, licking, swirling, and retreating, but always quickly
delving back in for more before Rhone could cry out at the loss. Rhone quickly grew accustomed to
the stinging pull around his opening. The pleasure Adam wreaked on Rhone s sensitized nerve
endings with his wonderful tongue completely overrode the small discomfort. It didn t take long
before this tiny prelude to what Adam really wanted -- what Rhone now desperately wanted too --
wasn t nearly enough to satisfy Rhone s cravings.
Rhone s body and mind could process only one thing right now: he needed this man to take him. Fast
and hard and deep.
Rhone pulled himself together and forced his body back onto all fours.
Please& He finally found his voice, thick and animalistic, full of need. Fuck me. Fuck me now.
That talented, poking appendage slipped free from Rhone s ass. His hole snapped shut tight once
again, strangely leaving Rhone achingly bereft.
Adam lifted upright, finding Rhone s gaze in the mirror once again.
Say my name. His voice held strength and power, and Rhone shivered at the younger man s new
confidence. Adam popped the hinged top of the lube, the sound like the crack of a whip in the
suddenly silent room. He dropped a big dollop into one of his hands, and liberally worked it in over
the length of his jutting cock. Tell me who is going to be buried in your fine ass. Say the name of the
man you want to fuck you until you come.
Rhone didn t know about coming again, he had already done it twice in less than two hours. Didn t
matter. Either way, he wanted the same thing.
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