“I figured you were in a hurry. Thought we could get this out of the way now.”
When Magnus’s hands glided up his arms, then over his shoulders, Trey groaned. He fucking enjoyed the hell out of Magnus’s touch. More than he probably should.
The taste of mint and man exploded when Magnus’s mouth fused with his. Trey didn’t hesitate, pulling him even closer and holding him tightly to him.
“Have I mentioned how much I like when you manhandle me?” Magnus muttered against his mouth.
Those lips trailed along his jaw, down his neck, and Trey groaned in response. “Do you?”
“God, yes.”
When Magnus went to his knees before him, Trey fisted his hair—who was he to deny the man his pleasure?—holding him firmly in place as he relaxed against the wall.
He watched as Magnus eagerly took his cock in his mouth as though his greatest thrill was sucking Trey’s dick. The man was damn good at it, Trey knew that much. The way he worked him with his tongue, careful to avoid using his teeth. Most impressive was how deep Magnus could take him into his throat.
But it was the eye contact that always captivated Trey. The way Magnus stared up at him, as though gauging his reactions to ensure he was doing what he needed to do.
“Magnus,” he groaned in warning, pumping his hips, tightening his grip on Magnus’s hair. “Goddamn, that feels good.”
If it weren’t for the fact they didn’t have a condom, Trey would’ve yanked Magnus to his feet and impaled his ass. Instead, he let the sensations of that skilled mouth work him closer and closer to the edge.
“You look so fuckin’ good with my dick in your mouth,” he growled, still holding Magnus’s gaze. “Take all of me.” Trey groaned low in his throat when Magnus took him to the root. “Fuck yes. Just like that.”
Trey rolled his hips slowly, sinking deep into Magnus’s throat a few times, holding back the release that was building.
“Ah, hell,” he ground out, retreating slowly then beginning to fuck Magnus’s mouth in earnest, holding out for as long as he could, because not only did it feel fucking amazing but he liked the connection he felt with the man. When they were intimate, there was nothing between them. The outside world faded away. No worries, no cares. Only this.
Trey grunted, taking control, holding Magnus’s head still as he fucked into his throat. He let out a garbled roar when his orgasm ripped through him, Magnus swallowing every drop.
He should’ve been replete, sated. Only he wasn’t ready for this to be over. He wasn’t ready for Magnus to walk out that door. He wanted a few more minutes even if he couldn’t tell the man that. Instead of focusing on the shower and getting on with his day, Trey jerked Magnus to his feet and crushed their mouths together.
Pinning Magnus to the wall, Trey reached between them, curling his fingers around Magnus’s thick, hot shaft and stroking firmly. Magnus writhed beneath the onslaught, moving against Trey, his tongue thrusting into his mouth while Trey swallowed every moan, every groan.
Although he would’ve enjoyed watching Magnus come, Trey didn’t stop kissing him. He was bruising them both, he knew, but he didn’t care. It was exquisite and necessary.
And when Magnus gripped his head tightly, crying out as he came, Trey swallowed that down, too, consuming everything the man would give him.
“Christ Almighty, what was that?” Magnus asked when Trey finally released him.
“Sorry.”
“Fuck. Don’t be sorry. Promise to do it again.”
Trey shook his head, stepping beneath the spray once more. He would never understand Magnus. The guy took everything Trey was willing to give him without complaint. And the fact that he’d made the trip to Dallas simply for a night of sex meant this was turning into something more. Something Trey had no interest in. The idea of getting hurt by one more man didn’t sit well with him, and Trey was willing to avoid it at all costs.
“Are you headin’ back today?” Magnus asked as he stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel.
“Gonna go to the hospital first,” he answered, flipping the shower water off and opening the door wide.
“Want me to go with you?”
Trey’s response was instant. “No. You should head back.”
The last thing he wanted was for the team to know he was indulging in this sort of behavior. He went to great lengths to conceal his interactions with Magnus because the last thing he wanted was to get shit from those he worked with.
Magnus was watching him, his expression unreadable. “Okay then.”
Trey nodded, took the towel Magnus passed over before turning away from him.
