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He could barely remember the time he’d spent with that other man when he’d been nineteen, but there was no way it had been this damn hot. Then, it had been about exploration. Curiosity. And yes, excitement. But nothing at all like this. He sent his fingers through Clay’s soft hair, clutching his head so he could kiss him deeper.
Hands ran along his back as Clay tugged him as close as possible.
Dane couldn’t stop the long moan that tore from his throat.The moan that came out of Dane was the sexiest fucking sound Clay had ever heard. It was this deep, rumbling thing that seemed to come from the depths of his chest, and it was so full of desperate lust, it called to something inside Clay. He clutched Dane closer, loving the warmth of the man seeping into him, the strong muscles against his body. He ran his palm over his back, wishing the shirt wasn’t in his way.
Dane reached up and cupped the sides of Clay’s neck, tilting his head and sucking his tongue into his mouth.
Clay dug his fingers into Dane’s hips, his cock hard and aching.
When Dane pulled away, his light eyes glittered with a need Clay hadn’t seen before. He was frantic for touch, and it was evident in not only his expression, but the way his hands shook as he reached for the snap of Clay’s jeans. He quickly undid his fly, gaze never leaving Clay’s, then reached inside to wrap his fingers around Clay’s dick.
Clay’s head hit the wall as he sucked in a deep breath.
“So hard,” Dane breathed, stroking his fingers over Clay. “The skin is so smooth.” He kneeled and tugged Clay’s jeans lower. “I want you in my mouth.”
“Yes,” Clay hissed.
Dane looked up at him. “I’ve never done this before.”
“You don’t have to.”
“No,” he said, his hand circling Clay’s cock. “I want to. Want to so much.” He shot Clay a wicked grin. “I’ll wing it.”
“I’ll love whatever you do.”
Dane leaned forward and ran his tongue over the tip. He took more into his mouth, moaning again. Clay’s belly clenched at Dane’s desire. He stroked his fingers through Dane’s hair as the man took him deeper. He hollowed out his cheeks and sucked as he tightened his hand around the base.
He may not have done this before, but Clay couldn’t tell. Maybe there was more saliva and Dane choked a time or two, but his joy in what he was doing came through loud and clear. The pleasure went to Clay’s head as he watched. He didn’t know what was better, Dane’s enthusiasm or what he was actually doing with his mouth. The warm, wet cavern felt so fucking good around him.
Dane stroked his tongue along Clay’s cock as he sucked, releasing another one of those sexy moans.
This was going to be over too fast. Clay tugged at him to pull him to his feet and slammed his mouth over Dane’s. He felt a connection to the man he’d never felt with anyone in his life, and he didn’t know what to do with it. It overwhelmed him but filled him with a yearning he had no experience with.
Dane pressed him harder into the wall, the slick slide of his tongue so fucking hot, but he needed to suck air into his starving lungs. He turned his head, and Dane’s mouth went to his neck. Clay’s eyes rolled into his head—he was a complete sucker for neck kisses. Dane bit and sucked his flesh into his mouth. Clay didn’t even care if he left a mark. Hoped he would leave one. Mark up his body. Claim him.
Dane returned to his mouth, his breath brushing over Clay’s lips. “It’s been so long since I’ve felt the touch of another person, I don’t want to miss any of this. I want to feel your skin against me.” He stepped away.
Clay didn’t have to be asked. He quickly unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off. The wounds on his chest were healed enough that he didn’t feel any pain, and they didn’t seem to be slowing Dane’s exploration. Clay’s hands went to his fly and he had trouble getting his fingers to work because Dane’s palms landed on his nipples. He stroked his hands over them, then rolled them between his fingers. Clay let go of his jeans and reached for Dane’s shirt.
Their eyes met and neither looked away as he tugged the shirt off. He pulled Dane close…until their chests touched. Dane’s eyes went half-lidded with pleasure, and Clay held his breath and asked, “You said you’d been with a man before. What did you do with him?”
“Kissing. Hand jobs. Rubbing off. That was it. We didn’t even take our clothes off.” Dane shuddered and pressed harder against Clay. “Feels good.”
“It does. Let’s get the rest of our clothes off, and you can fuck me against this wall.”
