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“Your voice is so damn pretty,” Emil said, and he traced a line from Renzo’s chin down the front of his throat.
Renzo let out a soft whine as Emil began to jack him, but as his desire ramped up almost to the point of no return, Emil’s hand was suddenly gone. Renzo let out a gasp, his hips fucking forward, and Emil caught him by the waist to steady him.
“What the fuck?” Renzo demanded.
Emil smiled down at him. “You promised I was going to get to ride your dick like a cowboy.”
Renzo blinked, then burst into laughter even as he grabbed Emil by the elbows, spun him, then threw him on the bed. “You really want to ride my dick?”
“Did I not seem interested?” Emil asked with big eyes as he pushed up on his elbows and spread his legs.
Renzo swallowed hungrily as he gave in to the urge to cup Emil’s massive erection. It was hot against his palm, even through the fabric of his slacks. “You did, but I assumed…”
“That I’d be a strict top?”
Renzo shrugged. “I’ve met a few. Most of them looked a lot like you.”
“I like it both ways. And from what I had in my hand, I’d really like to feel that inside me,” Emil told him without a hint of hesitation or shame.
Fuck, Renzo had misjudged him. In the back of his mind, he really had assumed Emil was a very rich, very closeted man who only indulged in his desires when it was safe and secret. But it was obvious he was wrong.
Emil tugged and pulled until Renzo was straddling his thighs, then dragged the tips of his fingers over Renzo’s hips, along the waistband of his jeans. “I can’t get over how hot you are. When you were out there chopping wood, I thought I was going to lose my mind.”
Renzo groaned and leaned in, taking his mouth in a kiss. “Yeah? Like that lumberjack look?”
“On you,” Emil said.
Renzo closed his eyes and took a long, steadying breath. “I’m gonna suck your dick, okay?”
Emil inhaled sharply, then nodded, almost frantic and wild. “Yes.”
“I’m gonna make you come, then I’m going to fuck your ass so hard you see stars.”
“Christ, C-Christ,” Emil stuttered. “I need it. Please, gorgeous. Don’t make me beg.”
Renzo was losing his mind with the power Emil had put in his hands. Dragging his palm down his face, Renzo shifted off and dropped his jeans and boxers, kicking them to the side and holding his dick. Emil’s gaze was on him, intense and unrelenting, and Renzo stroked himself as he watched a ruddy flush creep from Emil’s chest to his neck.
“Get naked for me,” Renzo murmured.
Emil did. His limbs were loose and fluid, his movement like a dance as he peeled away the fabric of his slacks and silky boxers. He tucked them neatly against the edge of the bed, then swung his legs over when Renzo crooked a finger at him.
“You obey orders really well,” Renzo said.
Emil’s flush deepened. “Didn’t realize I could.”
“Not used to it?” Renzo asked with a grin. He stalked forward, then tipped Emil’s chin up and kissed him. “Prefer being bossy?”
“I’m usually the boss,” Emil said. He sucked in another breath when Renzo dropped to his knees and used the heels of his hands to press Emil’s knees wider. His dick was uncut, long and thinner than his own, and darkly flushed. It bobbed gently, curved upward, and Renzo’s mouth watered. “Like what you see?” Emil asked, sounding more shy than bold.
Renzo grinned and leaned forward, dragging his nose up the length of it. He smelled musky, the skin searing hot, and he wanted to taste so badly. “Grab me a condom.”
Emil’s hand groped behind him for all the stuff Renzo had brought from downstairs, and after a second, the sharp edges of a condom wrapper were pressed into Renzo’s hand. Emil cupped his cheek and dragged a thumb over Renzo’s lower lip. “You sure?”
“Why are you worried?” Renzo asked as he tore the wrapper with his teeth. He tasted a bit of the latex and grimaced, but luckily, they weren’t lubed.
Emil stared down at him, shrugging. “A lot of men I’ve been with didn’t like it. They found it…” He trailed off like he couldn’t find the words. “I don’t want you to do something you don’t want just to make me feel good.”
Renzo just laughed and leaned in, kissing up his thigh until he reached Emil’s balls. They were a little on the small side, but they hung low and warm. He licked a stripe up the sac, making Emil moan so loudly the sound filled the room. “God, sweetheart, you’ve been fucking all the wrong men.” He took Emil’s dick and carefully stroked him until the foreskin rolled down and the head was fully exposed. Holding him by the base, Renzo carefully rolled the condom on and then pinched the tip.
