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The twinkle in his eyes told Bailey that Henri was telling the truth, and there was something so damn hot about his arrogance. “I’d like to see that.”
“Hmm. I’ll make you a deal.” Henri brushed their lips together. “If you can find the energy to cuff me once I’m through with you, I’ll show you.”
Something about that offer, the idea of having Henri at his mercy, had Bailey arching off the door in an effort to get closer to Henri. All his thoughts now centered around Henri’s naked body, his for the taking. “Deal.”
“Good. Now, I was thinking it just might be fun to see if you can follow orders like we talked about on the phone yesterday. Remember that conversation?”
Oh shit. Bailey had completely forgotten about that. But as Henri let go of his hands and said, “Keep your arms above your head until I tell you to move,” it all came rushing back and went directly to Bailey’s dick.
Henri hooked his fingers into the elastic of Bailey’s waistband and slowly inched the sweats down one side of his hip.
When Bailey groaned, Henri shook his head. “Don’t you move.” Bailey clenched his fingers into fists in an effort to keep still. Once he had himself under control, Henri tugged the other side of the sweats down and said, “Now, where was I?”
Driving me out of my mind? Bailey thought, as Henri placed his lips to his collarbone.
“Oh, that’s right.” Henri flicked his tongue over the tight skin there. “I was getting you out of these fucking clothes.”
Bailey swallowed a deep breath as Henri began to pull the sweats and briefs free. As he dragged his tongue down the center of Bailey’s torso, Bailey let his breath out in a rush, fearing that the pleasure and lack of oxygen to his brain would make him pass out—and he’d be damned if that happened before he got to the naked portion of this afternoon.
“Mmm, all nice and fresh,” Henri said, now kneeling at Bailey’s feet, and then he flicked his tongue around Bailey’s navel and dipped inside. “All over, I wonder?”
Bailey’s dick lurched, making it clear it didn’t want to be left out of the taste-testing action.
“I told you back at the gym that payback would be a bitch, Bailey. You need a time-out?”
Bailey shook his head. He could feel Henri’s warm breath ghosting over the head of his cock, and the sensation was so sublime that it had his tongue saying words he never could’ve imagined saying. “I need your mouth on my dick.”
It was a toss-up as to who was more surprised by his boldness. But there was no doubt who recovered first, judging by the hedonistic chuckle that rumbled out of Henri.
“Is that right?”
“Yes,” Bailey said, panting. “Jesus, Henri. Are you trying to drive me insane?”
“Maybe a little.” Henri reached out and wrapped a fist around the root of Bailey’s shaft and leaned in to flick his tongue over the swollen head. “But what I’m really trying to do is get you naked so I can get inside you. So how about you step out of these and do us both a fucking favor?”
At the loss of Henri’s hand, Bailey was spurred into action, kicking out of his Nikes and then stepping out of what was left of his clothes. Once he was completely naked, Henri got to his feet and took a step back, running his scorching gaze over Bailey’s face, his chest, his abs, and finally his hard cock, which was now on proud display.
“Fuck, Bailey,” he said, and massaged the bulge behind his sweats. “I’ve gotta say, you look real fucking good standing there against my door. Spread your legs a little wider for me.”
Bailey’s entire body vibrated at the compliment and order, and then he shifted until his feet were shoulder width apart.
Henri abandoned any kind of slow, steady payback bullshit then. He shoved his hand in behind the straining black material of his pants to grab hold of himself and stroke. The expression in his eyes had Bailey’s balls tightening.
Henri looked like a man who wanted to get inside of him and stay there for as long as it took to slake the lust clawing at him. Bailey jutted his hips forward, and Henri finally moved.
He took two strides, grabbed hold of Bailey’s chin, and then crushed his mouth down over the top of Bailey’s. The kiss all but melted Bailey to the floor. He grunted as he shoved his head forward, thrusting his tongue between Henri’s lips, and when Henri bit down on his lip, Bailey cursed.
A harsh growl rumbled out of Henri’s throat as he reached up over Bailey’s head and pinned his tied wrists in place. He began to roll his hips against Bailey’s.
Every single thought in Bailey’s head disappeared until all that remained was Henri. He wanted Henri’s hands, mouth, and body, and he wanted them now.
