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Ruben spun around and stood directly in front of me. He obviously hadn’t expected me to be that close to him already.

“Hi,” I said again, and he opened his mouth. A faint whiff of minty gum escaped him, and he stared at my lips.

He staggered toward me. “I need to take a shower. The entire menu is stuck in my hair and under my skin.”

“Of course we don’t want that. I should be under your skin.”

“Shane!”

I grinned. “You’ve worked hard all day, let me pamper you.”

Ruben closed his eyes and a tender smile appeared on his lips. He was tired. His whole posture, his slumped shoulders, the strained corners of his mouth showed how exhausted he was.

“That would be nice.” He said it quietly that I sensed his words rather than heard them.

I gently kissed his closed eyelids. Ruben’s breath brushed my neck. At the same time, I grabbed his butt. He was indeed wearing only his underwear.

He pressed his mouth hotly against my skin. His tongue stroked me warmly and velvety. I slid my hands under his tight briefs and pulled away the fabric that kept me from what I wanted.

When I pressed him against the bathroom door, he hissed.

“Cold?” I whispered.

He nodded.

To distract him, I stroked his sides and moved forward over his stomach.

I sank to my knees in front of him and wrapped my hands around his erection. The soft skin that enveloped it was my tactile highlight. Nothing felt better to me. Ruben let his head fall back against the door and opened his mouth. He looked down at me through veiled eyes.

“You have no idea how hot you are—what you do to me. To me, you’re a buffet I can’t get enough of. Sweeter, more tart, better than anything else I’ve ever tasted.”

Ruben whimpered softly and left my words uncommented.

I licked his tip with my flat tongue. Ruben inhaled noticeably.

I closed my lips around him and sucked gently. Immediately, he thrust lightly into my mouth.

I loosened my grip on his cock and took him deeper. With my other hand, I stroked his thigh. I tilted my head up. Ruben had his eyes closed. Rhythmically, I slid my mouth up and down his shaft. I carefully pushed the tip of my tongue into the slit from which a drop of pre-cum was oozing. I enjoyed the salty taste on my tongue.

I sucked again and gripped the base of his cock more firmly. I guided him and Ruben picked up my pace.

Again and again, he met me with his hips.

He surrendered to the movements, accompanying them with his moans. He frantically grabbed my hair. Held me. Held on tight. Like a fine electric shock, the tingling sensation of the pull on my hairline rushed through me.

“I . . . ” Ruben whispered. He held my head firmly, and I glanced up briefly. Slowly, I let his hard cock slip out of my mouth. His erection glistened with the saliva that coated it.

“Beautiful . . . ” I replied, admiring at his cock.

Ruben pulled me up toward him.

“I want to kiss you.” He sealed my mouth with his lips on mine. At the same time, I reached for him. Let his hard cock slide through my fist.

“Mhm.” We caught his exclamation between our closed lips.

He suddenly let go of me and moved between my legs. When he grabbed my cock, I let out a stifled cry.

Ruben frantically pushed my tight briefs halfway over my butt, tucked them under my balls, and grabbed my hard-on. Finally.