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Because if Sol’s fingers and a little vibrator made his ass feel good, how would Sol’s dick feel?
Sol’s arms tightened around him. “Hey,” he murmured, his voice still heavy with sleep. Warm lips met Butch’s shoulder. “God, you smell good in the morning.” He rocked against him, his cock doing a leisurely glide through Butch’s crease, rubbing over his hole…
Making himwant.
Nope. Nope. Nope.
Butch had a day of work ahead of him, and Sol would be doing his demonstrations, or whatever else he had planned. For all Butch knew, Sol’s fingers would be buried in someone else’s hole, and that thought made him shiver.
There was so much he didn’t know—that heneededto know—and maybe it was time to start asking questions.
“You cold?” Sol enveloped him in warmth.
Butch couldn’t tell him it wasn’t that kind of shiver. “Not now,” he murmured.
“What time is it?”
Butch glanced at the window above the bed. The sun was barely up, spilling its warm, golden light into the room. “’Bout seven-thirty.”
Sol issued a throaty chuckle. “I thought you were up before dawn, you know, while it’s still dark.”
Butch smiled. “And so we are, usually, but not this week.” He slid his hand down his torso, encountering Sol’s fingers along the way, and reached his own hard shaft. “Thanks for that, by the way.” He gave it a slow pull—
Until Sol’s hand covered his, gently removing it from his dick.
“Uh-uh.”
Butch rolled onto his back. “You wanna do it, is that it?” He grinned. “I’m down with that.” What he really wanted was to find a toothbrush, then get reacquainted with Sol’s lips.
Butch had no idea kissing could be so addictive.
“Not right now. I’d forgotten—Toby said we’re having an early breakfast up at the house, and I forgot to set my alarm last night.” Sol smiled. “I was kind of distracted.” He let go of Butch’s hand and wrapped warm fingers around his shaft. “And while I’m here? This is off limits for you.”
Oh dear Lord, again?Except part of him had been expecting it, if he were honest. “For the rest of the week?” Butch could feign frustration, but inside he was buzzing. He was getting to like this, the anticipation, the glorious release when he finally came…
Sol nodded, his eyes locked on Butch’s. “And you only get to come when I say so. That includes when we’re in this bed.”
A suspicion was forming, and Butch’s stomach clenched. “But Idoget to come, right?”
Sol’s cool stare wasnotthe answer he was looking for.
What. The. Fuck?
Butch sat up and swung his legs out of the bed. He reached for his jeans where Sol had dropped them the night before, and squirmed into them, his dick still hard, creating a bulge as he zipped up. His heartbeat raced as he faced Sol.
“What’s going on here?”
Sol arched his eyebrows. “You mean, apart from you having the best orgasms of your life? That isn’t an exaggeration, is it?”
Butch stood there, his arms at his sides. “Okay, fair enough, they’ve been awesome. Not gonna deny that. But… What we’re doing here… you know, you telling me not to jerk off, telling me when I can come… That’s what you do with your subs, right?”
There was no putting this conversation off a moment longer.
Sol got out of bed and reached for his clothing, and Butch felt the change in the air.
Things had just gotten serious, and there was no turning back.
“I do it with some of them, yes. It’s a favorite of mine.”
