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Then he looked into Thorne’s eyes and realized he didn’t care. He needed Thorne, desperately. He licked Thorne’s finger before sucking it deep into his mouth, rubbing his tongue along it, and holding eye contact with Thorne the whole time.
Thorne’s mouth hung open, and he sputtered as if trying to speak.
Finally, Riley let him go.
“Your turn.” Riley coated his own fingers in frosting, and Thorne sucked them into his mouth, obviously not intending to be outdone. By the time Thorne let the digits go, Riley didn’t think he could wait another second to free his cock.
Thorne scooped up some frosting and circled the kitchen bar so he stood in front of Riley.
“Open your pants,” he commanded.
Riley didn’t bother protesting. He pulled his cock free, and Thorne gripped it in his frosting-free hand. Then he slid his messy fingers up the underside and followed with his tongue, groaning, lapping at Riley’s shaft, working it to get all the chocolate off. The finesse of his finger-sucking was gone. This was sloppy, fast, needy, and fucking perfect. When the chocolate was gone, Thorne grabbed Riley’s hips and swallowed his cock, sucking hard, with no buildup, like he was desperate to taste Riley’s cum.
But Riley wasn’t going to give him that yet. Thorne had been teasing him, playing him, and he was going to put him in his place. He’d fuck Thorne until he begged and then come buried deep in his ass.
Riley pushed at Thorne’s shoulders. Thorne fought him, but finally he sat back.
“I want your ass,” Riley demanded. “Get up and brace yourself on the counter.”
“But—”
“Do what I said.”
Thorne’s eyes widened, but he stood, holding on to the counter and looking rather unsteady.
Riley pushed his pants the rest of the way down and kicked them out of the way as he untied his apron.
Thorne had woken from his sex stupor and was undressing too. When they were both naked, Thorne got into position, and Riley dipped his finger in the chocolate and smeared it down his back. Then he went to work licking, sucking, nibbling to clean him up. Thorne was panting by the time Riley reached the base of his spine and dipped his tongue into his crack.
Riley reached around and jerked Thorne off as he licked lower, swiping his tongue over his hole.
“Fuck. Me. Now.”
Riley laughed. “You’re really worked up tonight, aren’t you?”
“I’m worked up every night when I’m with you.”
“You weren’t this insatiable before you met me?”
“I got horny. I jerked off. I had my Friday nights, but nothing like this need I have for you twenty-four hours a day.”
Riley kneaded Thorne’s ass cheeks. “Poor baby. Do you need a big hard cock in here?”
“I sure as fuck do.”
Riley realized he didn’t have lube or condoms. Should they start stashing some in the kitchen? They already had them in several other spots. “Don’t move.”
“Riiiley.”
“I’ve got to get supplies.”
Thorne was gripping the counter so hard Riley feared his fingers might break before he returned. He handed Thorne the apron he’d been wearing. “Lie over the counter. Hold on to this, and don’t let go.”
Thorne grabbed it, hands digging in as he flattened himself over the cool granite surface.
Riley got himself ready as quickly as he could, but his fingers were clumsy since he was pretty damn hyped up himself.
When he pushed into Thorne, Thorne shoved his hips back in an effort to take him deeper.
“I didn’t even open you up,” Riley protested.
“I don’t fucking care. You know that.”
Thorne didn’t mind the pain of a rough entry, so Riley surged forward, seating himself fully.
Thorne gasped. His hands stretched the apron until Riley heard a few stitches rip. When Thorne’s muscles finally unclenched, Riley eased out, slowly. Then he drove back in, making Thorne cry out.
“Fuck yes,” Riley said. “Cry out for me. Let me know how much you fucking love this, how much you want my cock up your ass.”
“Want it. All of it.”
Riley went at him hard, and Thorne pushed back onto his cock, meeting his strokes, making them even more brutal. When Riley knew he couldn’t hold off much longer, he reached around and jacked Thorne’s cock. Thorne went off in seconds, coating Riley’s hand and the cabinet.
The sight of Thorne writhing beneath him, ecstasy overtaking his body, did Riley in. He came hard, jerking his hips against Thorne’s body. “Fuck yes!”
“Riley, wow. That was so fucking good.”
Riley braced himself on the counter, needing a moment before he was steady enough to pull out of Thorne. As he fought to slow his breath, he took in how loose and calm Thorne looked, no longer the squirming, vibrating man he’d been a few moments before.
Suddenly, the solution to his problem came to him. “Vanilla.”
“Huh?” Thorne’s voice was all mussy.
“Vanilla.”
Thorne rose up enough to look at him. “Really?”
Riley pulled out, tossed the condom, and grabbed a towel to clean up with. It would hardly be a start since they were both a chocolaty mess.
