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Chapter 25
Bobby knew his goal the moment he cut the computer off and it wasn’t sleep. Bed, yes. Sleep, nope. He climbed back into the bed and right against the side of James’ body. He ran his hand over the opposite of his stomach as his lips closed over his. A moan slipped free around their lips the moment he began to unfasten his jeans.
“Can I suck you off?” God, he hoped James’ agreed.
“Sounds fucking amazing, My Love.”
With one hand Bobby unzipped his jeans and freed his extremely long and massively rounded cock. He ran his palm over the mushroom head, gathering the liquid that had formed there and used it to ease his hand up and down the long shaft as he placed chase kisses over his throat and down his chest until he reached the small thatch of curls nestled around his treasure. He gave James one more stroke then licked the underside of his cock, making sure to tease the spot under the head until he got what sounded like a choreography of moans. It was the best music he’d heard. What shocked him the most was it warmed his entire body more than when he’d made Tommy sing on their first night together. How was that possible? He thought nothing could top that. And him and James had . . . There’d been little to no kind of sexual acts between them. Fuck. His mind was really messing with him. He’d figure it out later. Better things to attend to.
He engulfed James’ cock, swallowing it all the way to the base, hallowing his cheeks and opening his throat so he could take him all. James’ gasped and froze when he began to thrust up. Bobby loved the smile that stretched across James’ face and it was that look of peace and happiness, and even a bit of love, that had him tapping James’ hip, giving him permission to do as his body desired.
“Fuck, My Love.” James’ began to thrust in and out of his mouth. “You mouth is a haven and half. You sure your ready for me to . . .”
James did not give him time to answer before he sped up and fucked his face fast and hard. Bobby love the harshness, yet tenderness of how James held his head in place, but gripped his hair in a tight fist, tugging at the base at times. It wasn’t long before he thrust all the way in and held himself there, screaming and spilling his load deep in his throat. Bobby pulled back a bit, so he could make sure he caught the entire load. Once he’d emptied himself, he released his hold on Bobby’s hair and face.
“Damn, My Love, that was fucking amazing.”
Bobby slipped off his cock. “Sure was.” He crawled back to James’ side and they curled up in each other’s arms.
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