Henri gave a deep chuckle that was as arrogant as it was sexy, and then Bailey opened his eyes in time to see Henri reaching for the lube.
“I think it’s time we move this night along,” Henri said, and snapped the lid on the bottle open. “Because I don’t know about you, but this has been a long time coming for me—and not in the way I prefer.”
Henri shifted away then, and the absence of his body made Bailey groan in protest until a finger stroked down the back of his thigh.
“Hands and knees, officer. I want to take a closer look at what I’m about to get into.”
Jesus, Henri had a mouth on him, and that set Bailey’s blood on fire. He could feel the heat in his face even as the flames licked over his body, and he moved up to his hands and knees.
Henri hummed his approval as he smoothed his hands over the bare skin of Bailey’s ass, dug his thumbs into the crack, and spread it open. Bailey’s head fell forward and he squeezed his eyes shut.
“Now this.” Henri massaged a slippery thumb back and forth over the tight entrance. “This is where I prefer to come.”
“God,” Bailey said, clutching at the duvet and shoving back on the thumb teasing him. Then Henri pushed inside an inch further and pulled out to do it again, and Bailey almost shouted in frustration.
He’d never been so turned on in his life, and where most of the guys he’d been with in the past just got to it, Henri was drawing this out, making Bailey wait, and the anticipation was just as much of a turn-on as everything else.
Warm lips found his skin next, Henri’s mouth at the base of his spine, and this time, as he worked his way up Bailey’s back, Henri slipped his thumb all the way inside. Bailey groaned as Henri’s teeth scraped over his shoulder blade, and when that strong, lean body surrounded him, Bailey felt his toes curl from the sheer pleasure of it all.
“You’re real tight back here, Bailey.” Henri dragged his thumb free and then came back to tease Bailey’s hole with two fingers. “I can’t wait to get in here and loosen you up.”
A shiver vibrated through Bailey, and when those talented fingers grazed over his prostate, Bailey arched up and back into Henri’s body.
“Yesss,” Henri hissed by his ear. “Hell yes. You’re so fucking hot, I could do this to you all night.”
Bailey turned his head, wanting that filthy mouth to join his, and the second Bailey was within reach, Henri’s mouth was on his.
His tongue speared between Bailey’s lips as he thrust his fingers inside, and as Henri worked him over from top to bottom, Bailey’s mind began to spin out of control.
Henri was marking him from the inside out, and where Bailey never usually got off on being dominated this way, the thought of giving himself over, giving himself the permission to be Henri’s for this one night, was more arousing than he’d ever imagined.
Henri nipped at his lower lip and pulled his fingers free, and when their eyes locked, Henri ran a hand over Bailey’s hip. “You want more?” Bailey licked his lips as he rocked back. Henri grinned salaciously and said, “That won’t do, officer. I’m a dirty fucker. I want to hear it.” As impossible as it was, given the position he was in, Bailey’s cheeks flamed and Henri chuckled again. “Do you want more?”
“Yes,” Bailey said, and this time nodded for good measure.
Henri’s eyes were like glittering black diamonds as he trailed his fingers over one of Bailey’s ass cheeks, making him whimper. “What do you want more of?”
You, Bailey wanted to say. He also wanted to be fucked into his mattress as hard as possible, but there was no way he was going to—
“That,” Henri said, and then flicked his tongue along Bailey’s lip. “Whatever you just thought of right then, tell me.”
God, could he really just say that?
“You’re blushing again. Embarrassed to ask? Don’t be. I wanna know. What do you want?” Henri dragged his thumb over Bailey’s slicked-up entrance, and that was it. Bailey was going to do and say whatever he had to in order to get Henri inside him.
“I want you to fuck me. Everyone’s always so polite, and I—”
“Don’t want to be polite tonight?”
Bailey nodded. It was both strange and undeniably hot to ask for what he wanted, but when Henri growled and dug his fingers into Bailey’s waist, Bailey knew it would be worth it.
Henri pressed a hard, quick kiss to his lips. “Hope your neighbors live far away.”
Shit. That sounded promising. “Far enough.”
“Good, ’cause it might be embarrassing to have the police show up to investigate a noise complaint. And trust me, by the time I’m through with you, you’ll be making a hell of a lot of noise.”