Page 115 of Six for Gold


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“Tonight,” Romeo clarified.“When we’re in bed together.”

Chad shivered as Romeo forced his hand down the back of Chad’s jeans.

They’d rutted against each other like desperate animals, Chad had pleasured him in the shower with his mouth, and they’d kissed for long hours into the night since they’d started sleeping in the same bed two nights ago but hadn’t gone further.

“Yes,” Chad breathed, “Fuck, yes.”

He rubbed himself against Romeo, overwhelmed by the sensation of Romeo’s fingers creeping closer to his hole.

Romeo stroked against the puckered entrance, biting his lip.He wanted to wet his fingers, push inside, stretch Chad open, but he resisted despite his cock throbbing at the idea.

Chad’s pants for breath were only interrupted by his groans and huffs of frustration.He scrunched his eyes shut, and his eyebrows twitched as he rubbed himself without shame against Romeo.

“What are you thinking about right now?”Romeo asked, keeping pressure to a minimum.

“All the times before,” Chad replied.He shook his head.His glassy eyes were pleading when they locked on to Romeo’s.“Fuck the pie.”

“I’d rather you didn’t.”

“Romeo...”Chad whined, thumping his head against Romeo’s collarbone.“This isn’t fair.”

“You’re the one that started it.”

“Yes.Maybe.But you,” Chad pressed a finger to Romeo’s chest.“You kept it going.You ...you took advantage.”

“Took advantage?”

“You can’t fondle methere, then leave me hanging.”

“Fondle?”Romeo bopped his nose against Chad’s.“I’m barely touching you.”

“Iknow.”

Heat filled Chad’s cheeks.

“I’ll stop.”Romeo said, pulling his hand out.

Chad reached behind himself to grab Romeo’s wrist and pushed it back down his jeans.“I don’t think so.”

“Oh, really?”Romeo pushed off from the counter, pressing into Chad.“We’ve got to stop this or we’ll end up fucking in the kitchen.”

Chad smiled.“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

“I’m making pie.”

“Youcoulddo that or you push me over the table andhaveme.”

“I can do both, but the pie comes first.”

“You’d rather make the pie come than me.”

Romeo rolled his eyes.“You’re pretty much there anyway.”

He backed up a step to get a hand between them and gave Chad’s erection a squeeze.Chad’s bravado vanished the instant Romeo made contact.

“Please.”

Chad gripped Romeo’s other wrist to keep his hand against his cock.He held both of Romeo’s hands hostage, not that he was complaining.