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“Let’s go upstairs and celebrate,” Heath whispered.

Without another word, they hurried upstairs. Once on the second floor landing, they removed their clothes so that by the time they were at Heath’s room, they were both naked. They landed on the bed, already locked in another embrace.

Heath was aglow. Kane loved him, not because he had a title or had money, but for him. As they continued to feast on one another, Kane slid a hand down to Heath’s engorged cock. He squeezed, making Heath moan, gyrating his hips forward, ready for what was to come. They were both merciless in their kisses, pouring their hearts and souls into each caress.

Kane sprinkled kisses down Heath’s chest. His hair tickled as he slid lower until he took Heath’s cock into his mouth with one swallow. Heath nearly came off the bed. The pleasure was beyond comprehension.

“Christ, your mouth was made for this.”

“Only for you, love.” Kane dipped down to take another taste. This time his hand pumped in time with his mouth, causing Heath to spiral towards his conclusion.

“Not so fast. I don’t want this to end before I’ve had a turn.”

Kane chuckled. “You’ll have plenty of time.”

“I want to be inside you.” He said breathlessly.

Kane stilled and stared up at him. A slow smile formed on his lips. “I would enjoy that very much.” He rolled off to the side, laying on his back. “I am yours to command.”

Heath draped a possessive leg over him. “I love you.” He would never tire of saying those words.

“And I you.” Kane tangled his fingers in Heath’s hair, bringing him down for another kiss.

Soon they were both breathless, panting and grinding their pelvises against one another, making their cocks brush against the other. Heath’s mind was a haze of lust. There was nothing but the insatiable need to be with the man he loved.

He crawled down to the end of the bed. Once between Kane’s legs, he spread them further so he could get closer to his prize. Kane’s cock stood long and proud. A small drop of cum glistened at the tip. Heath swept his tongue over it, making Kane hiss.

Slowly, Heath took inch by inch of Kane into his mouth until the hairs of his thatch tickled Heath’s nose. They both groaned as Heath sucked up and down, sliding his tongue over the glorious ridges, taking in Kane’s musky scent as he worked them into a frenzy.

It was thrilling to know he could make Kane this way, thrashing on the bed in fits of ecstasy. His own cock was near bursting from not having what it wanted most. As Heath worked his mouth on Kane’s cock, Kane grabbed his hair so he could pound harder into Heath’s mouth. It was too much and not enough, all at the same time. Kane was so large that Heath nearly gagged, but he took him in, relaxing his muscles until he felt the tip tickle the back of his throat.

“I’m going to come inside that pretty mouth of yours, then you can fuck me all you want.”

Heath wrapped his hands around Kane’s thighs, squeezing in agreement.

Kane was like a madman. His hips pushed his cock deeper, harder, until Heath thought he was going to orgasm. At last Kane let out a loud cry as his warm cream shot straight down Heath’s throat. One more grunt and he was spent. His grip loosened on Heath’s hair. Heath sucked the length of his cock one more time before removing his mouth.

He gazed up at Kane, his body covered in sweat, his chest heaving from the power of his release. Now it was his turn.

“Turn over.”

CHAPTER19

Kane had just had the most powerful climax of his life, but somehow he found the will and energy to do as Heath commanded. Usually, he liked to be the one on the giving end, but he knew it was important to Heath, and he wanted to be taken by his wicked lover.

He got up on his hands and knees, lowering his torso until his nipples nearly brushed the bed. Kane heard Heath fumble for the ointment as the bed shifted under the movement. The next thing he knew it, Heath swirled his tongue around his puckered hole. Kane let out a groan as Heath played with him. First, there were playful nips at the soft flesh of his buttocks and even a gentle slap, which only made Kane want more. Christ, his cock was already getting hard again.

Perhaps there was more to explore with their lovemaking in the future.

“Please, Heath. I need you.”

“I know. I need you too.” He put one lubricated finger inside Kane, stretching his muscles.

Kane leaned back into him, rocking his hips in a sensual rhythm. Back and forth, Heath’s finger pumped inside him. Then another finger joined, then another, until Kane was ready to explode. Hopefully, he could hang on for a while when Heath finally entered him. During Heath’s foreplay, Kane’s cock had risen to life again, eager to partake in more pleasures.

He pleaded and whimpered until Heath withdrew his fingers, replacing the emptiness with his erect shaft. With one swift motion, he planted himself deep inside Kane’s channel. It was like nothing he had experienced before.

Heath grabbed his hips, forcing himself deeper with each thrust. Their flesh slapped together as they both worked on building the thrilling sensation until their animalistic grunts filled the room. Heath was like a man possessed, hammering into Kane with such force that Kane nearly saw flashes of light in front of his eyes. He’d never been loved so thoroughly, and he enjoyed every moment.


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