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I stole his lips in a ravenous kiss, spearing my tongue inside his mouth as I plowed inside his body. Any decorum I’d possessed was long gone as arousal and lust overrode any and all thought.

I flattened my hands on Preston’s hips and smoothed them along the tight, unblemished skin that came with youth. The need to see him naked and sprawled out for me at some point tonight became a promise I made to myself.

“Beautiful.” My voice was gruff as I ran my palms up his torso under the white dress shirt he still wore. “You’re so beautiful, and so fucking responsive.”

Preston groaned and arched back into me, raising an arm so he could grip the back of my neck.

“With you…” His warm breath ghosted over me. “Only like this with you.”

I circled his nipples with my fingers and pinched, making him cry out. “Good, because you’re my boy now.” God, I was insane for making that claim, but that was how I felt. That was what I wanted. “And tonight, you come for me.”

“Yes. Yours. For as long as you want.”

And what a dangerous notion that was. But I wasn’t going to think about that right now.

I swept a hand over the hard ridges of his abs, then gripped the root of his dick. Preston gasped, clenching his ass around mein a way that made my toes curl. As I began to move behind him, he dug his fingers into my neck and his head fell back on my shoulder.

I made sharp, shallow digs as I rutted up against him like an animal in heat. I wanted to imprint myself on him in ways I’d never imagined so he’d remember this—me—for years to come.

As I worked his cock, I lowered my head and scraped my teeth along his neck, nosing aside the collar of his shirt. He twisted his fingers in the back of my hair, pulling me closer, and that was all the permission I needed. I sank my teeth into the soft skin at the crook of his neck, and as I worked his pulsing length, I began to suck and fuck him like it was the last night on earth.

Preston gripped my thigh as I continued to rail him, and he took every inch I gave, jutting his cock through my fist.

“Archer…”he moaned, riding the high right to the edge.

I raised my head and brought my lips back to his ear. “That’s it, let me hear how much you love my cock.”

“So damn much.”

His ragged pants as I moved in and out of him were a testament to that, as was the way his arousal was coating my hand.

“Then come for me, you gorgeous fucker. Fall apart right here, right now.”

Preston cried out, frantically thrusting through my fist as I plowed into him again. My name tumbled off his tongue as he tensed against me, and seconds later he was painting my front door with a spray of cum.

Fuck, I’d never felt so alive. Primal and wild. It was reckless and completely unhinged in every way, and watching his cum drip down to the hardwood floor had my own climax exploding inside of him. My control was nowhere to be found.

I took him like a fucking madman right there in my parlor entryway.

Did I feel guilty? No.

Was I sorry? No.

Did I want to get him upstairs and do this all over again, but this time have him come down my throat? Abso-fucking-lutely.

FOURTEEN

preston

“YOU KNOW, I’VE always wondered what your bedroom would look like. I’d lie downstairs and imagine you up here…”

I stopped on the threshold just outside of Archer’s room, leaning against the doorframe and watching him climb the last few stairs, surprised we’d been able to walk up them at all after our initial coming together.

I still couldn’t believe what had happened down by his front door, and was almost tempted to ask him to leave the mess I’d made as proof. But I supposed it was better to be safe than sorry in the case of discovery, and you never knew who might stop by Archer’s place unannounced.

Work colleagues.

Elysium members.

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