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A foreign sound escaped his mouth when Cole drove in at another angle, hitting him in a place that made light appear in his dark world.
He wanted to quicken the pace and chase that sensation hurling him toward the precipice of insane, but he kept the ride sensual, relaxed.
Cole bent his knees and spread them wider, holding on to him with a possessive grip. He fisted both hands in Cole’s dark, wavy hair while he whispered his needs in his ear.
“Come inside me, Cole,” Spencer moaned.
“I want you to come with me.”
Cole wedged his hand between their bodies and wrapped his fingers around Spencer’s cock, squeezing him in a grip that made his back arch. Cole stroked him in the same rhythm he pumped his hips.
“It’ll always be about you first, baby.”
Spencer’s orgasm was brewing in his balls, the electrifying burn traveling up his spine fast. He’d wanted to last longer, forever, had hoped it would, but Spencer knew it was over. One look in Cole’s eyes, and he was done.
“That’s it, beautiful,” Cole grunted.
Spencer shot again and again, his seed spilling over Cole’s tight fist and making a mess between them.
He buried his flushed face in Cole’s shoulder, his body drifting somewhere above him. He was turned over, and Cole’s heavy body pressed him into the bedding.
He wanted to cry out so loud that his neighbors could hear his pleasure over the raucous noise.
Spencer moaned in blissful torture when Cole eased back inside of him. He was pliant as Cole pumped in and out of his relaxed hole with shallow thrusts. He kissed and sucked along his spine until he got to the tender skin on the back of his neck.
Cole slammed deep inside him and pulsed his release into the condom, his body jerking on top of him.
Spencer’s cock was spent, his body so ravaged he wanted to weep.
“Fuck, babe,” Cole groaned against his jaw.
Spencer arched his neck and enjoyed Cole biting and sucking on him while he came down from what sounded like a damn good orgasm.
Spencer moaned in contentment.
Cole’s dick was too soft to stay inside him any longer, and Spencer was already wondering how many minutes Cole needed before they could go again.
Cole tossed the condom into the trash near the nightstand, then pulled Spencer under the tousled sheets. He pressed his chest snug against his back, the wiry hairs over his pecs stimulating Spencer’s oversensitive skin.
“Hey.” Cole’s voice was full of grit and sexiness. He dragged his nose through Spencer’s hair. “Give me at least a half hour, then I want you back in my mouth.”
Spencer felt drunk he was flying so high. He was naked except for the spectacular piece of jewelry on his left wrist that he couldn’t stop staring at.
Cole dozed in and out, and Spencer tried to lie still so as not to disturb him, but Cole must’ve been a light sleeper because he cracked his eyes open if Spencer let out a sigh.
They lay there in each other’s arms until the sound of the countdown to the new year could be heard through his walls.
Cole propped himself on his elbow and cupped Spencer’s cheek. “Happy New Year, gorgeous.”
Spencer kissed him in response because he was going to be more than happy this year.
After the noise upstairs settled, Cole’s stomach growled loud enough to frighten them.
“Sorry. I guess I skipped breakfast, lunch… damn, and dinner.”
“I’m a lousy host. When you walked through the door, all I wanted was your dick inside of me. I didn’t even think to offer you a bottle of water.” Spencer winked. “And I have no food prepared.”
“You can attack my dick anytime I come through the door. Trust me, I won’t complain.” Cole kissed him on his lower jaw. “And don’t worry about feeding me because I happen to know where the best IHOP in the world is. Come on, let’s go eat.”
