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Damn. It was both crazy and exhilarating to finally have Henri so close that Bailey could actually touch him. He couldn’t begin to guess how many hours of sleep he’d lost over this man, wondering what it would be like to have him in his bed, in his arms, in his body for a night, and when Henri moved up to his knees to get closer, Bailey made a promise to himself that he would do whatever the hell he wanted tonight, and not regret a single thing come morning.
He stroked his thumbs over the short silver bars piercing each nipple, and when a rumble vibrated out of Henri’s throat, Bailey said, “I like these.”
Henri looked down to the erection Bailey had no hope of hiding and chuckled. “I can tell.”
“Do you, um…” Bailey lost his train of thought as he twisted one of Henri’s nipples, making him curse, and Bailey liked that he could make him react that way. “Do you have any more of these?”
“I’m almost disappointed to say no.”
Bailey grinned, because Henri’s tone said he wasn’t lying, and before he could talk himself out of doing what he really wanted to do next, Bailey bent his head and flicked the tip of his tongue over one of the bars.
A low groan left Henri, and when two strong hands came up to smooth over the back of Bailey’s head and guide him closer, he did it again.
“Fuckin’ hell.” Henri’s voice was guttural as Bailey continued to tease and torment the pierced nub, and as he sucked harder, and then brought his teeth in on the action, Henri’s fingers dug into the back of his head.
Bailey’s dick was so damn hard that he was surprised it hadn’t burst through the front of his pants, and when Henri gently pulled him away and said, “Lean back for me,” Bailey had a feeling his cock was about to get the freedom it so desperately desired.
He lounged back on his forearms, stretching out his upper torso, and when Henri ran a finger down the center of his chest to his treasure trail, Bailey clenched his teeth together to hold back a needy moan.
“Don’t do that,” Henri said, as he looked at him from beneath those thick lashes. “If you want to scream, shout, or curse my name at the top of your fucking lungs…do it. Don’t you know that’s what I’m aiming for?” The roguish glint in his eyes told Bailey he wasn’t lying.
That look was downright dangerous, and as Henri bent his head and blew a warm breath over the material of Bailey’s pants, Bailey thought it was a miracle that they didn’t split open. The heat penetrated the fine fabric in an instant and teased his sensitive dick, and when he jutted his hips up, Henri kept their eyes locked as he finally lowered his head and licked along the material.
Jesus Christ. He doesn’t even have my pants off and I’m about to explode. As if Henri could read Bailey’s mind, he flicked open the metal clasp of Bailey’s belt and pulled it free. Then he unfastened his pants and tugged them out of his way.
“Fuck. You look even better than I imagined,” Henri said as he took in the tight white briefs cradling Bailey’s cock. “And believe me, officer, I’ve spent a lot of time imagining you like this.”
Henri then began to mouth his way up the tight fabric, and Bailey had to close his eyes or risk coming right then. He dug his fingers into the duvet he was leaning back against, and the more Henri sucked on him, the more difficult Bailey found it to keep still.
“Henri…God. Take them off me.”
Henri slid the last barrier between them out of his way, and when Bailey’s dick sprang free, Henri said, “Fucking finally,” before he wrapped a fist around Bailey’s length and then sucked him deep inside.
A loud curse ripped free of Bailey’s lips, and as it bounced off the walls, he craned his head up to look at the sexy-as-sin man between his thighs. He’d never really considered himself an overly sexual person in the past, but with Henri he felt insatiable; with Henri he felt free. And Bailey had to wonder how one night was ever going to be enough.
Chapter Fourteen
CONFESSION
I probably should’ve walked away.
Staying was just asking for trouble…
SOMEWHERE BETWEEN GETTING Bailey between his lips and watching him stretch out across his bed like a goddamn offering, Henri just about lost it.
From the second he’d tasted Bailey, he’d known this was going to go from a first-time exploration to a fast fuck, real quick. And as he drew his lips up to the tip of that delicious cock, Bailey’s moan was all the confirmation Henri needed to move forward.
He gave the plump head between his lips a final flick with his tongue, and when the salty taste of Bailey’s arousal once again hit his taste buds, Henri reached down and pressed the heel of his hand to his throbbing dick.
