“I’m gonna hold you to that,” he managed to say. His words were fueled by the alcohol he’d consumed, enhanced with a good dose of lust, and a lot of Chad’s teasing scent causing the neurons in his head to misfire. His head swam. Chad’s cologne had driven him crazy all week. “Don’t worry. I give as good as I get.”
Where had those words come from?
Didn’t matter. He intended to make good on them.
“Promises.” Chad lifted his eyes, staring at Ducky in astonishment. The heel of his palm added just the right amount of pressure to make everything right in Ducky’s world. “Open my bedroom door.”
Ducky lowered his hand, searching for the doorknob. He never looked away from Chad’s mesmerizing gaze.
“I love your eyes,” Chad confessed, further seducing Ducky with his pretty words. “When I close mine, I see yours.” Chad’s lust-filled gaze lifted to his hair as he spoke. “I used to dream of taking you from behind, fisting that mass of curls. My Ducky…”
Ducky slanted his mouth over Chad’s as the bedroom door opened. They toppled inside. The kiss broke only long enough for Chad to pull Ducky’s shirt over his head. The buttons finally gave way under the forceful tug.
Chad’s chest drove him back as they both wrestled with his slacks. When the back of Ducky’s legs hit the mattress, Chad gave him a shove, tumbling him down on top of the bed. The most space they’d had between them since they’d left the bar.
Chad gripped each of Ducky’s shoes, flicking them off his feet and tossing them carelessly over his shoulder. His underwear and pants were then pulled down his legs. Those were tossed away too. “The problem with tight clothes, it’s hard to get out of them. Scoot to the middle.”
A devilishness took Chad over, his dark features turning wicked. He became the predator, chuckling a naughty, throaty sound that sent ripples of excitement through Ducky. The gleam in his eyes showed appreciation as his gaze raked the length of Ducky’s body, drinking him in.
This was the exact moment he truly appreciated all the strength training he’d been doing. He wanted Chad to want him.
Ducky propped on his elbows and watched Chad peel away his clothes. His focus stayed glued to Ducky’s cock. Chad hadn’t had the undressing inhibitions Ducky had had during the trip. He’d seen almost all of Chad’s body for days now, but the sight of Chad undressing just for him caused a full body tingle, his cock twitching and leaking under the heavy appraisal.
Chad licked his lips and said, “You’re hung like a fucking horse.”
The praise had Ducky gripping his cock, giving himself a long, slow pull. He wasn’t sure he was worthy of such reverent praise, but he liked hearing it and seeing the way Chad watched as if he wanted him served up on a platter.
Down to only the pants covering his body, Chad took his wallet from the back pocket and dug through the folds. He produced two condoms and a packet of lube. “This is all I have. Did you bring any?”
“About the same,” he murmured and nodded toward Chad’s pants. “Take ’em off.”
The wicked grin resurrected in full force. Chad tossed his wallet to the dresser and teased him while unfastening the hook to his pants. Those fell to the floor. The underwear followed.
Ducky’s gaze locked on the jutting, cut cock angled toward him. Perfect, just like the man. Of course Chad would be flawless. Ducky dropped his head to the mattress, squeezing the shit out of his cock to stave off the urgency building there.
The mattress dipped. Ducky looked over to see Chad’s knee on the bed. He began to crawl over Ducky like a wild cat, stalking and assessing his prey. He mouthed his way from Ducky’s thigh to his pec. His gaze followed the trail mapped by Chad’s hands and lips, touching him reverently as if he were the finest treasure on the earth.
“I want this to happen between us,” Chad breathed against his pec. The tip of that talented tongue flicked across the bead of his nipple.
Ducky gave an involuntary roll of the hips.
Chad slid a hand around Ducky’s neck, bringing them face-to-face. “I want you like I never wanted anything in my life.”
“I can’t think. It’s too much to process,” Ducky whispered, his panting breaths making it hard to draw in oxygen. “Please don’t be a dream.”
Ducky wrapped his arm around Chad’s neck, locking them together. He pushed his tongue forward, easily finding Chad’s for one of the most intimate kisses of his life. Truth and promise were given in a passionate clash of tongue and teeth.
Chad didn’t rush or hurry, he lingered, taking his fill as he eased down between Ducky’s parted thighs, aligning his rigid length against Ducky’s.
Ducky took both their cocks in his hand, stroking them together until Chad’s body settled fully on top of his, caging him in. The sweet weight of Chad’s body kept him from floating off the mattress in utter bliss.
Everything Chad surrounded him. Ducky was completely overwhelmed. The give and take of the kiss changed. Chad dominated, devouring him as if he’d never get enough.
Dreams did come true. His was playing out in real time.
Ducky slid his hands up Chad’s back, mapping every inch of that amazing body from the small dimples at his lower back up to his strong shoulders, molding and memorizing each muscle he passed.
His effort was rewarded with a throaty moan that vibrated against his chest. Chad’s tongue delved deeper inside Ducky’s mouth, demanding everything he had to give.
