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“We’ll come find them,” Toren said. “Nice meeting you again.”

Bryce jogged toward the door, waving and smiling over his shoulder. He was a lot like Merrick, Toren thought, both of them talkative to a fault. Toren finished his cigarette and stomped out the butt, taking Andrew’s hand and giving it a squeeze.

“Do you want to get this over with?” he asked.

“Not really.”

“We can just…not.”

Andrew shook his head and adjusted himself. “It’s fine and it was bound to happen sooner or later. And honestly, better we run into them like this than in the playroom or in a dark hallway somewhere.”

“Very true.”

Toren kissed the corner of Andrew’s mouth. “Alright. Lead the way.”

CHAPTER 20

Andrew

Andrew didn’t bother to turn on the lights. It was no work at all to get to the bed from the door of the hotel room, even with his arms wrapped around Toren’s shoulders and their mouths fused together. In the months since they’d first met, Toren and Andrew had plenty of sex. They’d fucked lots of ways in lots of places, but when Toren landed on his back on the bed and spread his legs to make room for Andrew’s body between his thighs, Andrew knew something about that night would be different.

The weight of Toren’s accidental submission still hung in the space between them, but neither said a word about how perfect Toren had looked on his knees. The interruption of their conversation on the patio had been a blessing that way. Toren had looked spooked when they came out of the moment in the playroom and the last thing Andrew wanted was to scare him off.

So instead, he stripped both of them out of their clothes, only breaking the kiss when it was necessary. He sank lower between Toren’s legs and pressed his mouth against Toren’s hole and kissed him there, using his fingers and his tongue to stretch him out. He hoped a flip-fuck was in his future, but he’d survive if he didn’t get it.

No.

That…that wasn’t how he wanted their relationship to be. Andrew had settled with Dave. He didn’t want to settle with Toren.

“Will you fuck me tonight?” He whispered the request against the inside of Toren’s thigh, three of his fingers shoved up Toren’s hole to the knuckle.

Toren whimpered, digging his heels into the sheets.

“Don’t ask,” he answered. “Not tonight.”

A wave of disappointment washed over him, but Toren made a quiet tutting sound with his tongue against the roof of his mouth. Andrew let his stare drag up Toren’s body until they made eye contact.

“Don’t ask,” Toren said again, and Andrew understood the double meaning.

Maybe Toren wasn’t spooked after all.

The promise of a filthy flip-fuck drove Andrew to lube his cock and replace his fingers with it. He sank into Toren with one slow and slippery thrust of his hips and Toren threw his head back. Andrew lowered his weight down and kissed the side of Toren’s neck, the curve of his clavicle, the edge of his armpit.

He moved slowly, grinding their bodies together in a way that had every thrust making him see stars. Toren’s tight hole and soft skin didn’t do anything to help matters, and it was no time at all before Andrew was holding onto his sanity for dear life. Their bodies moved together slowly and easily, like they were meant to fit, and when Andrew came, it was like their skin melted together and turned them into one.

Andrew’s entire body quaked as he emptied his pleasure into Toren, his arousal only ratcheting up every time Toren moaned or sighed at the feel of it. His skin was on fire, Toren’s fingers dancing down the length of his arms until Toren grabbed his wrist and squeezed.

“All fours,” Toren murmured, eyes half closed and other hand around his dick. “I want to come inside of you.”

Andrew had almost forgotten he’d wanted to flip, but he obliged his lover, dropping his forehead against the sweaty sheets and arching his back. Toren moved behind him like a cat, lithe and graceful, slicking his fingers and teasing them around the tight pucker of Andrew’s hole.

“Do you want to talk me through it?” Toren asked. “Or do I have free rein?”

“As long as your cum ends up inside of me, do whatever you want,” he said.

Andrew didn’t even have a chance to suck in a breath before two of Toren’s fingers pushed into him. He fisted the sheets and cried out, mouth falling open from the shock of the penetration. Toren’s fingers were nothing compared to the thick girth of his cock, and Andrew knew he needed to calm himself down if he wanted the night to end with Toren inside of him.

Toren, understanding without being told, petted his hand down the small of Andrew’s back, quieting him like a skittish horse. He waited until Andrew settled before easing his fingers out and teasing them back in. Toren started a full-fledged assault, taking Andrew apart from the inside with a dangerous accuracy that had him dripping sweat and seeing stars long before Toren’s cock got anywhere near him.