“Goddammit, I’ve wanted this…wanted you so bad.” Mason’s mouth found his again, and he licked and nipped at Jude, their cheeks rubbing while his eager hands undid Jude’s pants and shoved them, along with his briefs, past his hips. “God, you’re fucking gorgeous.”
Jude couldn’t answer. He was incapable of forming words. Mouth dry, he panted and struggled to keep standing.
Mason slid to his knees and rubbed his raspy cheek over the tingling skin of Jude’s erection before sliding his full lips over the head of Jude’s cock. An electric current zinged through Jude at the wet tongue licking him.
Mason’stongue.
“Holy shit.Mason.” Jude flattened his palms on the door, and helpless to the storm of lust engulfing him, thrust his hips, watching his cock disappear into Mason’s mouth.
Vibrating moans of pleasure escaped Mason, his mouth tightening, creating the perfect suction as he slid up and down Jude’s cock, taking him to the root. Mason gripped his hips, moving faster, harder, his nails digging into Jude’s skin, but he barely registered the sting as pleasure ripped through him. On the brink, Jude shoved him away and stood swaying, gasping for breath.
“Wha-why?” Mason choked out, his eyes dazed. “What’s wrong?”
“Come on.” Jude kicked off his sneakers and stepped out of his jeans and underwear, leaving them at the door. Mason’s hand in his, Jude half dragged, half pulled him to the bedroom, where they fell onto his king-sized bed. Jude yanked the suit jacket off while Mason undid the knot of his tie and popped open the buttons of his shirt. Impatient, Jude pushed it over his shoulders and kissed him hard, lingering on the incredible sweetness of those full, soft lips.
“What the fuck am I doing?”
On his knees in the middle of the bed, Mason struggled out of his pants, briefs, and socks while Jude rid himself of his shirt, getting fully naked as well. “Whatever it is, don’t you dare fucking stop. Come on.” Mason tugged at him. “Please. I don’t care about the office or anything else. I need you.”
“This isn’t right,” Jude mumbled between kisses. He nipped at Mason’s earlobe and licked the tender skin of his neck, feeling the rapidly beating pulse beneath his lips. “So not right.”
But that didn’t stop him from touching Mason, kissing him, running his hands all over that tanned, muscled body. He couldn’t. His scent and the taste of his skin consumed Jude, and he wanted to drown himself in Mason Reiner and never come up for air.
Mason reached for him. “I want you. Right now. I don’t give a shit if you think it’s wrong. You can go back to being my boss tomorrow.”
Unsmiling, Jude shoved him onto the bed and straddled him. He leaned over and licked a long, wet stripe on the underside of Mason’s beautiful cock. He sucked around the smooth, wide head while fondling his sac. He tasted as good as he looked, the saltiness of him as delicious as a fine wine. Beneath him Mason panted, restless and waiting.
“Mason…I…”
Mason released a gusty sigh and held out his hand. “Please, Jude.”
Almost fearful, Jude laced their fingers together, and something twisted in his chest at the pure pleasure shining from Mason’s eyes. No teasing. No jokes. Only want and a desire incapable of being hidden.
“Fuck me. I need you inside me.” Mason drew him close. “Now.”
A surge of lust whipped through him, and he slammed his mouth on Mason’s. His head spun as if drunk at their first touch, and he couldn’t stop kissing and licking every part of Mason he could reach.
“Jude, Jude.” Mason arched into him and fisted the comforter. His naked skin shone in the rays of the setting sun, the fine hairs on his arms picking up the light, gilding his body.
He was as beautiful as a god carved from marble, and Jude wanted him with a desperation he couldn’t control. He reached over to his nightstand drawer and pulled out lube and a condom. He slicked up, and shoved one glistening finger into Mason, who quivered and shook.
“Jude, please.”
Jude worked one finger inside him, then added another, stretching Mason in preparation. “Ready for me?”
“Fuck, yeah. Want you so bad.”
Jude crooked his fingers inside his passage, and Mason writhed and tightened around his fingers, keening loudly.
“Damn you. Just do it already.”
Jude laughed, and with his fingers still moving inside Mason, leaned over and took his cock deep to the back of his throat, sucking him hard, gliding up and down the rigid length.
“Oh fuck, oh, oh my God.” Mason bowed off the bed, and then with one final flutter of tongue, Jude let him go. “What the fuck?” Mason cried out, slapping the bed. “I was close.”
“I know, but it’ll be better this way. I promise.” Jude sheathed his cock and coated it with lube. He pushed against Mason’s opening and was pulled inside. It was that rightness again. That feeling of being where he was supposed to be and with whom he belonged.
“God yeah, so full.” Mason moaned, and Jude sank all the way into the clutch of Mason’s velvety ass. “Fuck, you’re big.”
