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Then I decided to play dirty. His balls and dick were back in my face again. I licked one ball and sucked on it, then took the other in my mouth, giving it the same love.

Tate’s suction faltered.

He moved his hand to my balls and tugged them gently. My entire body locked up tight.

And then I forgot what I was doing.

Tate was sucking and jacking me off.

My balls drew up tight, and everything in my body narrowed to one perfect point of pleasure.

“I’m right there. Oh God!”

I fucked into his mouth as I came apart, the vibration of his moans around my cock the hottest thing ever.

Wave after wave of white-hot pleasure rolled through me.

When Tate finally eased off, I could barely move.

I looked down the bed to find him in a similar position, staring back at me. His brown hair was mussed, his lips were swollen, and his eyes were wide with shock.

“What the fuck was that?” Tate asked, panting.

“I don’t know. But give me a few minutes to recuperate and we’ll do it again.”

CHAPTER 26

TATE

Ten minutes later, Reed was still splayed out on our bed like a starfish.

“I’m too fucked out to move. Can you get me a glass of water?”

His voice was barely a whisper and no wonder.

Fucking his throat like that was hot as hell but I hope I didn’t hurt him.

Anytime we touched each other, though, we couldn’t stop. But I didn’t want him to think that hard and fast was the only way I wanted him.

After giving him a soft kiss, I headed for the bathroom and returned with two glasses of water.

We quenched our thirst—one of them—and then I pulled him into my arms, spooning him.

Reed held my hand to his chest. I rubbed one nipple, gently at first, and then rolled it between my fingers, tugging.

“Hmm, feels so good,” he purred.

My mouth sought out his neck, kissing, sucking, tasting every delectable inch of his skin.

My dick went from semi to fully hard, and I gyrated on Reed’s ass, letting him feel exactly how much I wanted him.

“Grab the lube in the nightstand,” I ordered.

Reed leaned over and yanked on the drawer, then threw the tube of lube over his shoulder.

“Is this alright? I mean, do you want to bottom? I should ask, and not assume.”

He looked over his shoulder. “I love bottoming. I’m vers, but this is what I like best. Is that okay?”

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