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Remembering what it felt like to be loved.
Dante brushed calloused fingers over André’s nipples before licking and sucking one and then moving on to the other. André was a nipple man. He arched into Dante, silently begging for more. The only thing keeping him quiet was Daniella in the room across the hall.
“Mmm, you like that,” whispered his lover.
His cock was leaking onto his stomach. Dante’s fingers found the liquid and traced through the dampness, somehow managing not to touch him. André arched his back again, seeking more—being touched, caressed he was dry earth soaking up the first rainfall.
Lightning flashed, illuminating the room. Dante threw off the covers and moved down André’s body with intent. André’s fingers scrabbled at the sheet as Dante took him into his mouth. He did his best not to jam his cock down Dante’s throat. Instead, he tried to relax, to let himself float on the river of sensation.
Dante’s head bobbed as he sucked and released. As he took André’s cock further down his throat. As he drove André fucking wild with want.
With a trembling hand, André reached down to run his palm across Dante’s head, his fingers tangling in his hair. His balls were tight already. It would be so easy for him to come. He tapped Dante’s ear.
“I don’t want to come like this, not tonight.” That fact he was able to form a coherent thought, much less speak, was a miracle. “Let me turn over.”
Releasing André’s cock and letting it slip from between his lips, Dante shook his head.
“Like this. You on your back.”
They’d never done that before. It would have been too much of a commitment, too much open emotion between them.
“Okay. No condom though unless we need one. I’m negative.”
“Last test in August, negative.”
André had only had sex without a condom twice in his life. The first time was when he was a careless twenty-year-old who’d then spent the next year panicking that he’d exposed himself to HIV. The second was with someone he’d thought he loved. Chad hadn’t been able to understand why André wanted to be a marshal, and he hadn’t missed Chad much after he moved out.
This was different.
Dante rose onto his hands and knees to stare down at André. His cock hung low and full, and André’s ass twitched with anticipation. Reaching up, he traced its outline with his finger and was rewarded with a pulse of precome, a full-body shiver, and a low growl.
“What you do to me, André.”
Because he wanted to feel the silky hardness of him in his hand, André wrapped his fingers around Dante’s erection, gently pumping a few times. Dante threw his head back, chest rumbling as he suppressed a second, longer growl. His lips curved upward, and he batted André’s hand away and scooted backward. Strong hands landed on André’s hips, and he pulled him up onto his thighs.
“I need to get you ready.”
Leaning to the side, Dante grabbed the lube from where it lay and squeezed some onto his fingers.
“I’d eat you out, but I don’t think either one of us could be quiet.”
André’s balls tightened at his words and more precome oozed from his cock. They’d never done that either. There was so much to look forward to.
“Spread your legs.”
Another crack of lightning and for a second, André got to see as Dante reached down between them and smoothed the cool lube over and around André’s entrance. This time it was André who threw his head back and clutched the sheets. Dante chuckled.
“I almost forgot how much you like this.”
Dante worked agonizingly slowly. Tracing André’s hole with his finger, massaging the lube into the sensitive skin.
“Dante,” André begged.
Serious now, Dante began pushing his finger inside of André, past the reluctant ring of muscle. André bore down, welcoming the thick digit into his body. They were trying to be quiet, but André could hear himself breathing, panting,needing.
“Another?”
André nodded, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead.
