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“Matt,” he gasped. “Soon, baby.”

Matt managed a nod, eyes still huge. “Come inside me. I… I want to feel you.”

Hearing those words flipped a switch, and Owen groaned as he emptied himself into Matt’s tight warmth, his cock throbbing. A moment later, Matt arched, cum pulsing, pooling onto his belly as he shuddered through his orgasm.

Owen leaned over to kiss him, Matt’s hand on his nape, Owen’s dick buried inside him. He fed Matt a low moan, his tongue dancing with Matt’s, swallowing Matt’s soft cries. They finally stilled, Matt wrapping his legs around Owen, caging him.

Owen held him without speaking, his own breathing only just beginning to steady.

Matt had felt safe enough to let go too, and the fact he’d found that safety with Owen made Owen’s chest ache in a way he couldn’t explain.

Matt cupped his head, closed the gap between them, and kissed him on the lips, their foreheads meeting a moment later.

Owen closed his eyes and breathed Matt in, holding him inside, letting him fill Owen’s senses. Matt wove his fingers through Owen’s hair, not letting go for an instant.

Then Matt stroked Owen’s cheek, and Owen opened his eyes to look into Matt’s.

“Now I get it,” Matt murmured.

Owen stilled. “What?”

“Why some guys prefer going bare.”

Owen kissed him, aware of his own cock still wedged inside Matt’s body. “It’s a choice.” He traced a slow line across Matt’s jaw with his finger. “Not a badge of honour.”

Matt locked gazes with him.

Owen kept up that gentle tracing over Matt’s face. “Condoms are still one of the best ways of protecting yourself and your partner. You already know why I choose not to use them—I’m on PrEP, I get tested regularly, I take DoxyPEP after sex… That’s a decision I’ve made for myself, and it’s one I talk through with anyone I’m sleeping with.” He kissed Matt on the lips. “If you’d told me you wanted to use condoms every single time, then we’d have used them every single time. No discussion.” Another kiss. “Good sex starts with both people feeling comfortable. The moment one of us doesn’t, we stop and figure out why.”

A smile tugged at the corner of Matt’s mouth. “I like that answer.”

Owen chuckled. “I hoped you would.”

“But I still like how it feels without anything between us.”

“And that’s your decision.”

He eased out of Matt, and Matt’s eyes widened. “God, I felt that.” He shivered. “There’s still part of you inside me.”

“I hate to tell you this, but what goes in can also come out. You don’t get to keep it forever.”

Matt chuckled. “Then we need to repeat this. Often.”

“Much as I like that idea, can we wait a decent period? I don’t have your capacity anymore.” He grinned. “My batteries need recharging, whereas you are the Energizer Bunny.”

Matt stroked his chin. “How long do we have before this party ends?”

He brushed a thumb across Matt’s cheek. “I think my bed ought to be free by then.”

Matt looked him in the eyes, cheeks flushed, eyes bright. “Are you asking me to stay?”

Owen smiled. “If you’d like to.”

“I’d like that very much.”

Chapter Twenty-Six

Matt opened his eyes, aware of Owen’s warm body curled around his, Owen’s chest snug against his back, one arm draped over Matt’s waist, their fingers intertwined.